Twenty-One
Fathers
They sat themselves on the floor to discuss strategy. was encircled by the other Gifted. Robin reached out through their connection, seeking what she was feeling, and was met with a mental hug.
You worry about me.
You worry about me. He felt her smile. I have that right, he halfway teased.
I have that right, I am among friends. I trust them. I am safe.
I am among friends. I trust them. I am safe.But I don’t know them, he gently argued. How can you be sure there isn’t a mole among them?
But don’t know them, How can you be sure there isn’t a mole among them?He watched as his wife momentarily reared back and blinked. She threw a questioning look at him. Mole?
Mole?A traitor.
A traitor.Again, the mental smile. As I can read you, I can read them, and they can read
