my question squeaked.

“We broke his block on your mind. Now we have to figure out how to piece

your memory together, so we can see who he is and what he had planned for you

to do.”

Incredulous, I just stared at him. “I don’t think I’m up for another round of

psychic cage fighting.” The pulsating ache in my head agreed.

Wolf shook his head, then stretched. The dull pops of his joints audible in the

quiet room. “If a fight breaks out, you’ll only have yourself to blame. With the

memory blocks down, we’re going to go back through what you remember from

Friday through Sunday afternoon. Conversations, places, faces, all of it, until we

have everything in your head.”

Worry niggled at me. “Why not just have me go back to where it all started,

or where they held me, and let me do my Peeping Tom act?”

“A couple of reasons,” Kayden answered. “First, taking you back through

your memories allows Wolf to see what you’re seeing. Once we put a face to our

mysterious telepath, we’ll put Rabbit on confirming an ID. Linking him to Ellery

or Hobbes helps us know who we’re facing. Second, after all you’ve endured, there’s no guarantee your ability will actually work right now, and we’re running

out of time.”

Obviously, other things had been coming down the pike while Tito and his buddy were getting up close and way too damn personal with me.

“Whoa, back up,” I broke in. “Why couldn’t either of you see him this last

time? You were both there. How will this be any different? Who’s Rabbit? What

do you mean my ability won’t work, and did we get confirmation on the

exchange?”

Wolf gathered an empty cup and headed for the kitchen, his voice trailing

behind him. “You were back behind the blocks; the only reason Kayden could reach you was because of whatever tie you two have going on. Neither of us could see what you were seeing.”

“Just hear bits and pieces,” Kayden added. “Rabbit is our team’s geek. He’s

been running names from Tito’s notebooks through various databases. If we can

get him a description, he can add it to his task list.”

Right, the other members of Kayden’s crew were due in town on Sunday,

which was…today. It sounded like they made it in already. “Is your whole team

in town?”

“Except for Doc and Tag, yeah. Rabbit’s working with Delacourt, Bishop’s

out with Ricochet tailing Hobbes, and Jinx is running interference with the locals

at Tito’s shop. You’ll meet them tomorrow.”

He hadn’t meant the last to be a threat, but like the new kid in class, the impending introductions were another thing to add to my worry-later list. Right

now, there were other things that took precedence. “And my ability?”

Wolf came back in. “Mental injuries tend to be more lasting than physical ones. Sometimes you don’t realize just how bad it is, until you try to use it. It’s

better to avoid using it too soon. Give yourself time to heal. Psychic abilities are hit and miss.”

“They’re a damn pain in the ass.” But for the first time, I didn’t want my ability gone. Not when it finally seemed like it was good for something besides

driving me nuts. I fussed with the edge of my T-shirt. The blocks were gone. The

whispers, quiet for now. The fact they may come back scared me. “Will we be

able to figure out what he triggered me to do?”

“Maybe, maybe not.”

I winced at his assessment and blew out a breath. “Fine, what do you need

me to do?”

Wolf came over and sat on the floor at my feet, which put his head and shoulders above lap level. He held out his hands, palm up.

I snuck a glance at Kayden, who gave me an encouraging nod. Tentatively, I

placed my hands in Wolf’s.

“Relax, this won’t hurt. Close your eyes. Go back to The Dragon and walk

me through what you remember.”