She looked up at the building and admired the architecture. Turning her head in either direction, she smiled as this was close to some of her favorite shopping areas. She had good memories here.Lorelei realized she was procrastinating, so she stepped up to the doors and walked inside. She glanced up at the high ceiling in the lobby and approached the reception desk, and a pretty, young woman looked up and smiled at her."Hi, I'm Lorelei Reichenbach. I have an appointment with Greg Wilson." She realized she was about twenty minutes early. She supposed this would be their first test, how they reacted to her poor timekeeping."Certainly, let me call him for you. One second," the receptionist said.She spoke quietly into her phone, then hung up and smiled at Lorelei. "Greg will be down momentarily. Would you like to have a seat?" She gestured to some comfortable looking chairs.Lorelei nodded and moved over to sit and watch the traffic crossing the lobby. The people, employees she assume

Her eyes flicked back to him as he smiled at the blonde, whose intentions for him were clearly visible in her blue eyes. Minkah felt a brief stab of jealousy but brutally pushed that aside.She decided this observation session was over. She needed to refocus her mind on the mission. She'd go for a walk to clear her head and—Minkah saw the big redhead approaching from the far entrance to this gallery. She read his intent in his body language and automatically turned to walk the other way. She briefly collided with the tall, pale woman before moving on to exit the room. She kept moving until she was outside. A brief glance back showed no sign of the redhead, but a tall, dark-skinned woman in a dark suit was watching her intently. Minkah's cover was blown. Considering the red-bearded man was the head of VRL security, this woman was obviously part of his team. Minkah headed down the sidewalk but sensed no followers. She walked away to go back to her safe house.There, she'd take a moment

Suddenly, a being of ruby red and black was sitting on the sofa, her skin looking like wet latex, her curvy body begging to be touched, and short horns rose from her temples through her long flowing ebony hair with red streaks.In a blink, she was Camila once again. She looked contritely to Henry. "Sorry. I'll give you a warning next time."Lorelei glanced over at Henry, who was awkwardly crossing his legs with his arms in his lap. Before she could ask him about it, Sigrid spoke up."I'm a Valkyrie. I don't use a glamor, but I can summon my armor, weapon, and wings. They glow a very bright white, which makes it hard to see, I'm told." She smiled at the artist.Mary was next. "I also don't have a glamor. What you see is what you get. I'm... tough."Roy chuckled at her description until Lorelei looked at him. "Lycanthrope." He dropped his glamor and switched back after she yelped in surprise.Mary grinned. "Roy is bigger and scarier than his crew, but they're all werewolves too. Good pe

"Are you hunting tonight, as well?" Raymond asked."Yes, but not for food. I'm searching for the serial killer. I hope to track him to his lair so the authorities can capture him.""The authorities haven't been very successful so far. I heard through my contacts on the police force that he struck again, and this time he killed two of New York's finest. The police are trying to keep a tight lid on that story," Raymond said grimly.Meixiu looked at him in dismay. "That will make things much, much worse! I must tell my friends!""Before you go, could we trade contact numbers? We meet so few like us, and you are so much more!" Eleanor asked, hopefully.Meixiu watched them for a moment, then nodded. She slipped her cell from a hidden inner pocket as Eleanor pulled her cell out as well. Smiling at each other, they traded numbers."Be safe, Meixiu," Raymond said, and she smiled at him."You too!" Meixiu said, then hopped backward to land ten feet away on a stone stair railing of one of the h

One of the scientists pushed his way through the arguing crowds to get to Henry. He came rushing up to stop before Henry with an excited expression on his face."You must show us how to build arrays of quantum tunneling processors so we can create a probability/potentiality determination engine!" the older scientist exclaimed.Henry gave him a hesitant look. "Why the hell would you want that?""What's it do?" Wallace asked first."It can be used to predict things with great accuracy! Even social patterns," the scientist exclaimed excitedly.Wallace suddenly looked very interested."You'd have to enter so much data just to get the simplest responses, and you'd still have very low accuracy. It couldn't pay for itself." Henry looked to the scientist. "Sometimes doing something just because you can do it is a very bad idea." He didn't share that he was working on a more straightforward market trend prediction utility for Camila. His tool wouldn't target individuals.He looked at the agita