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Hunter almost choked on his bite of tuna sandwich. “What?”

“My body was unconscious in a nursing home, my mind was at the ranch, and I had almost no memories of my previous life. A little like you, I guess. It took my wife, Isabella, to knit me back together.”

Hunter stared at him, and Matthew spread his hands. “I’m as good as new.”

“How . . . how?”

She used a mystic vortex in the desert. I can tell you more about it later, but you probably want to meet Alice, Jonah Raider’s wife.”

Alice looked at Hunter. “I’m even harder to explain. I was living in the 1960’s when a serial killer took me captive. Jonah saved me by going back there and getting me.”

Hunter had put down his plate. “I don’t understand.”

“It’s hard to explain, but the important point is that I was pretty lost here. I had to learn all about life in the twenty-first century. But Jonah and the other Decorah people helped.”

Kathryn could see Hunter working his way through that as the other members of the group told their story.

“Some of us only have minor talents,” Ben Walker said. “I can touch dead bodies and get the person’s last memories. Useful for solving murder cases.”

Hunter was still staring at him when Zane Marshall got up and walked behind the kitchen island where he dropped out of sight.

“Is it going to be a magic trick?” Hunter whispered.

“Not exactly. Just wait and see.” She had not witnessed this before, and a shiver went through her as she heard Zane chanting some ancient words. Moments later, a fierce looking gray animal walked out from behind the island and stood grinning at everyone.

Hunter reared back. “Is that a wolf?”

“It’s all right,” Knox Marshall said. “He only bites people in self-defense. Like me. So, if you thought you were gonna be the strange one in this crowd, you got another think coming.”

Knox scooped up his brother’s clothing and draped it over the wolf’s back before he trotted down the hall into a bedroom. A few minutes later, Zane reappeared.

Kathryn took the seat next to Hunter. “I told you you would fit in. Well, as much as anybody here does.”

“I didn’t believe you.”

“I know. But get used to life with Decorah Security. It’s the strangest, most remarkable group of people you’ve ever met. Nobody would be better equipped to help you learn about the world.”

“Except you,” he murmured, and she squeezed his hand, grateful that she’d answered Dr. Kolb’s phone when Jonah was on the other end of the line.

THE END