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shouldn't take long.
I'm probably not needed for it. I can cover for Wally here?"
    There was a pause, and then,
finally, a nod from the woman.
    "Ahhh... Yes? I
don't..." Then she shook herself and rallied. "Wally! Your brother...
I'm so sorry." She moved forward and hugged the man over the front
counter. He let it happen, since death in the family or not, he didn't get to
hold women a lot.
    That meant he noticed when the
ample chest hit his. So did Impulse. Bridget, Cindy realized.
    As if it made any sense, which it
didn't, Glenda waved at her.
    "I'll cover up here. Can you
stay with them? Maybe in one of the study lounges? No one will be using them
this time of day."
    Rather than glare at the woman
for forcing her to stay with the potentially uncomfortable situation, she
started to walk away.
    "Follow me then. Quickly,
quickly, we're walking, walking..." She was trying to be playful, and it
worked, though Glenda looked at her like she was being an idiot.
    Not for the first time Cin kind
of wondered if she was going to kill the woman some day. She hated her enough
that it felt right, on a certain level. Like a poor plan, too.
    If she did that, then it would be
too easy to track things back to her. That she chose her marks at near random
had kept her safer than she might have been. They were all of a type, being
tall, and having dark hair. A lot of people would miss that however, being that
they were men. They also tended to be muscular, in a lean, nearly thin,
fashion. That would throw the cops off a lot, because people didn't punch
upward. They didn't attack people that were stronger than they were. Going and
killing people in her life could lead to her, eventually.
    That might not mean anyone could
find her, because she was perfectly camouflaged as a small woman, but testing
that wasn't a thing she wanted to try.
    So she kept moving, not really plotting the death of her boss.
    Not unless the feeling came over
her to actually do it. If that happened, well, then it would be taking
place. She couldn't fight the feeling . The one that ordered her to
remove people from the world. Men, so far. Ones that looked a lot like her
father.
    That part was hard for her to
understand, however. She didn't like her dad. Not really. That was the
plain truth. They'd argued a lot when she was younger, but that was about all.
He'd never hit her, or raped her as a child or anything like that. There hadn't
even been too many time outs or groundings. Still, the men she went after all
kind of fit the right profile. When she killed, the idea that she was killing
him, over and over, was always there. In the back of her mind.
    The thing was, he was still
alive, and while they didn't talk she didn't feel the need to run off
and take him out. He lived up in Seattle with her mother now, so it wasn't like
that couldn't be done. The idea left her cold, and not at all intrigued.
    It was, no doubt, due to the
infection. That crazy mixed up thing that gave people mental illnesses as well
as powers. The one went with the other, hand in hand. If you had an ability,
you had the crazy, too. Like the powers though, that could be really different
from person to person.
    The others followed along with
her, moving halfway into the building, and going to the first door on the
right. It was a space for the public, but there was no reason why they couldn't
camp out there. Except for the fact that some day she and Wally might actually
be needed to get back to work.
    That idea nearly got her to
laugh.
    Like they were actually needed anymore. Eventually the city was going to realize that the library wasn't truly
useful any longer and shut the thing down. Probably cutting the funding first.
Then she'd be out on the street, looking for a job. Not that she needed much,
really. Flipping burgers would be enough for her, as long as she could keep
things together.
    Honestly, there had to be a way
to use her power to make money, too. Playing poker or something where knowing
the