Psy & Changelings 02 - Visions of Heat

to my secrets.”
    Anthony didn’t press the issue, which wasn’t surprising. Her father was an eminently logical man and had quickly understood that this issue was nonnegotiable. “Then let’s talk.”
    She took a seat across the table from him and put a hand on Vaughn’s arm in unspoken request. He acquiesced, sitting down to her right instead of standing like a jaguar just waiting for an excuse to pounce.
    “Your defection has affected every aspect of the PsyClan.”
    “I know.” Her choice had been the right one, but the far-reaching consequences continued to haunt her. “How much did the clan lose?” How many jobs had been affected? How many lives?
    “Not as much as we would have had we not taken preemptive action.”
    She frowned and saw Anthony’s eyes focus on the betraying gesture. “I thought Juniper wasn’t yet forecasting with high accuracy.”
    Anthony shook his head. “She isn’t. She’s eight years old and nowhere near as skilled as you were at the same age.”
    Vaughn spoke for the first time. “She’s a child. Let her be one.”
    “Our worlds are different, Mr. D’Angelo,” Anthony responded, though he hadn’t been told Vaughn’s last name. “To let Juniper be a child as you suggest would leave her abilities untrained and unshielded, open to exploitation.” He raised a hand to forestall comment. “Yes, the PsyClan will use her talents as we used Faith’s, but we’ll also undertake to ensure her welfare. In the past, before the PsyClans came into being, some F-Psy were kept captive by others of all races for personal gain.”
    “Father,” Faith interrupted, “if not Juniper, then who?”
    “You.”
    Vaughn’s entire body went hunting-quiet beside her. She was glad. She knew the power of the PsyClan and exactly how far it would go to get its way.
    “She’s no longer yours.” A human voice but a jaguar’s lethal challenge.
    “No. But her ability exists whether she’s in the Net or not.” Anthony didn’t flinch. “She can be subcontracted to do the work for NightStar.”
    Faith had to catch her mouth from falling open. “But the Council—surely they’ve prohibited contact with me?”
    “They tried.” Anthony moved his attention from Vaughn to her. “However, NightStar is no Council puppet.”
    Vaughn leaned forward. “You told them to stick their prohibition where the sun don’t shine.” A faint note of respect had entered his tone.
    “Crude, but correct. They are our Council, not our absolute rulers. And the pursuit of commerce is inviolate. Cutting off access to Faith would’ve affected thousands of businesses and none of those businesses was going to sit by and let that happen.”
    Faith’s mind was spinning. “You want me to provide forecasts for NightStar’s clients, with you as the go-between?”
    “Yes. The PsyClan can afford to be seen working openly with you. The combined power of the businesses backing us, added to our strength as a family group, protects us from the Council.”
    That made sense. NightStar’s history of producing F-Psy had earned it many allies. It knew a lot of secrets. And it never told. No matter who asked.
    “The Council’s already tried to kidnap me once.” She would not ask the question that tormented her. Had her father known?
    “That’s been taken care of. In more ways than one. I have my doubts about their operatives ever being able to reach you”—he glanced at Vaughn, then back at her—“but if they do and anything happens to you, every business with an unfulfilled forecast will stop its tax payments.”
    “How many?” Vaughn asked, when she remained silent.
    “Faith’s waiting list currently exceeds a thousand. The Council’s reach is vast, but even it can’t police that many renegades, especially when they include most of our major corporations. Like I said, business is inviolate.”
    “How sure are you of that?” Vaughn pushed.
    “If the Council harms her—as she will inevitably be harmed in any attempt to capture her—it’ll be seen as a violation of the basic law that rules our race: no interference with family groups or business. That will not be tolerated. All the Councilors have been informed of that by the corporations associated with their own family groups.”
    “You won’t stop the Council from ‘rehabilitating’ your own, but you’ll draw the line at business interference?” Vaughn shook his head. “Hell of a list of priorities.”
    “But good for Faith in this