"But what about the whole chameleon thing?" Kylie asked.
"I don't know," Holiday said. "I'm just saying it could explain your pattern issues."
Kylie's mind ran around everything that was said. The more she thought about it, the less sense any of it made. "I want to read those files."
"I'm sure by now the few files I was able to pull up have already been hidden."
"They killed my grandmother and got away with it, and now they're trying to do the same to me."
"The people who did that were either let go or have retired." His frown deepened. "I know that's how it looks and I agree you should decline testing, but I don't believe they would intentionally jeopardize your life."
"We don't know that." The firmness in Holiday's tone reminded Kylie of her mom's voice in maternal mode.
"Which is exactly why I've done what I have," he said. "Why I'm basically going against my oath to the FRU. I'm on your side. What else can I do to prove that?"
"Please," Kylie said. "I don't want you two arguing because of me."
"You don't have to prove anything." Holiday blushed with guilt. "I'm sorry. I just get so furious on Kylie's behalf."
"I know. I feel it, too." Burnett glanced at Kylie. "And we weren't arguing." He turned and focused on Holiday for a second. "This time we really were just discussing. Right?"
"Right." The slightest of grins appeared on Holiday's lips when she met his gaze.
Kylie grinned, too, even as emotion filled her chest. She was so lucky to have these people on her side. But her smile only lingered a second. "What will their next move be?"
Burnett exhaled. "Chances are they still may attempt to change your mind. Convince you that it's for a greater good. That's what I thought the plan was when I left."
"And is that when I tell them I know about my grandmother? Threaten to expose them if they don't back off?" Kylie asked.
Burnett had taken it upon himself to move Kylie's grandmother's body just in case someone in the FRU decided to hide the evidence of what had happened. In his own words, this would give Kylie some leverage to use against the FRU if they tried to force her to do something she didn't want to do.
"I would just say no, and then if they push, bring up your grandmother's remains." His expression tightened and concern flickered in his eyes. The same emotion reflected in Holiday's gaze.
"What will happen if they find out you were behind the moving of her body?" Kylie asked.
"They won't find out. I covered my tracks," he said adamantly. Maybe too adamantly, as if saying it with conviction would make it so.
"They'll suspect you because you work here. Because you're close to me," Kylie said.
"They might, but they'll have to prove it. And I haven't left any proof for them to uncover."
Kylie hoped that was the case. She glanced at Holiday again and remembered the ghost.
Holiday reached over and put her hand on Kylie's. "Is something else wrong?"
"No. Just this."
"You sure?"
"Do I need more?" Kylie's gaze shifted to the window. She could see the dusk sky going black, but she could still make out the tops of trees swaying ever so slowly.
Her gaze shot back to Holiday and she suddenly felt the need to come clean. "I feel as if I'm being called to something." She motioned to the window. "Something's out there calling me. But I'm not sure what."
Holiday looked confused. "Like being called to the falls?"
"Yeah," Kylie said. Only it felt a lot bigger than that.
"Then let's make a plan to go." Holiday leaned forward. "Do you think tomorrow's soon enough?"
Kylie started to clarify that she wasn't sure it was the falls calling her, but she didn't know how to explain it. So she just nodded.
"I'll go with you," Burnett said.
"Inside the falls?" Holiday looked back at Burnett.
"If you think I should, I will."
"The thought of going to the falls doesn't bother you?"
He shrugged. "I've been there before."
Holiday looked at Kylie and then back at him. "I know. And I find that baffling. Most supernaturals can't seem to force themselves to enter."
A small grin tightened the corners of his eyes. "Like I've been telling you, I'm special."
Holiday sighed. "But the falls-"
"Are not a problem." He cut her off and focused on Kylie. "Why don't I walk you back to your cabin? Della's on shadow duty. I told her I'd see you back." Burnett's diversion of subject appeared to be a deliberate ploy to avoid talking about the falls. What was Burnett hiding? The same question seemed to brighten Holiday's eyes as well.
"She missed dinner," Holiday said.
"All I want is a sandwich and we've got that at the cabin."
Holiday gave Kylie a long hug with warm calming emotion.
The effects from the hug lingered until she and Burnett started down the dark trail and he asked, "Would you like to explain why you lied to Holiday?"
Chapter Seven
"I didn't lie." As soon as those words were out Kylie recalled she'd indeed lied when Holiday asked if there was something else wrong. Damn, she should have remembered that Burnett could hear her heart racing if she lied.
She continued walking. He glanced down with one brow arched in disbelief. "Try again."
Kylie frowned. "It's a ghost issue. I'm just trying to figure it out myself." No way in hell could she tell Burnett about the ghost looking like Holiday. Burnett would freak. Then again, maybe he wouldn't. Maybe he wasn't so afraid of ghosts as he pretended to be.
"What is it that you're hiding from her about the falls?" she asked.
His arched brow lowered. "I'm not hiding anything."
"You can go into the falls when the others can't."
"It baffles me as well," he said. "Though I don't exactly feel comfortable there."
"You didn't feel called to go there?"
He hesitated. "Maybe a little." They walked in silence for the next four or five steps.
"Why didn't you tell Holiday?" Kylie asked.
He cut her a sly look. "Maybe I'm trying to figure it out for myself." He used the same words she'd used on him.
"Okay." She rolled her eyes.
In a few minutes, he spoke again. "I thought you could talk to Holiday about the ghost issues."
"I can. But I'd like to handle it on my own if I can." It was the truth, so she didn't worry about what he'd hear beneath her words.