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decided to keep eating. I’d need my strength to escape, I reasoned, so if he wanted to talk while I ate, I guess I could pretend to listen. Later I’d run and then he’d be eating my dust.
    He handed me a clean knife and picked up the one I'd dropped, tossing it into the sink.
    "I wasn't going to stab you. I was—what you said was hard to hear."
    "T ry to trust me, Jackie. I won’t lie to you."
    "Where are we?"
    "We’re on Isla Solitaria, which means lonely island in Spanish. We locals call it Solo Island. You’re miles from mainland California. There’s nowhere for you to run, no matter how fast you think you are.”
    He smil ed  at me and I crossed my arms. Huh. He had no idea.
    “You'll leave here when I think you’re ready and not before. After your training you’ll b e able to live where you like. You’re not really a prisoner.” He took another bite of his food and waited for my reaction.
    I stopped eating as I tried to process what he’d said. He’d just told me that he was going to train me to do something and then let me go. Yeah, like that wasn’t t otal BS. As I watched him eat, I tried to figure out what he did want. He hadn’t tried to touch me other than to keep me from running and help me into the cabin, which was a good thing ‘cause I didn’t think I could fight him off for long if he wanted to rape me. I took another look at his biceps and broad muscular chest. Nope, my only chance was to run.
    Rob glanced down at my plate then b ack at me, raising an eyebrow. I shoved a French fry in my mouth to placate him, then chewed and swallowed. “But why did you kidnap me? What do you want?”
    “I’m kind of a recruitment specialist. I work for a diverse group who share a similar interest. One person in particular has observed you on and off the last few years and is very interested in your potential. He called me in to train you.” He buttered a slice of bread as he spoke.
    I snorte d and almost choked on my next fry. “My potential? As what, a runner? That’s about the only thing I do well." He didn't answer so I asked, "This friend of yours was watching me?” I pushed away the stray pieces of salad and took a bite of the bread he'd handed me, shuddering as I remembered another day and other men who’d watched me.
    “Have you ever heard of the term shapeshifter?” He seemed to be scrutinizing my expression carefully.
    “ What, like werewolves?” I asked.
    “No, not like weres, although shifters do take the form of animals. Shifters aren’t ruled by the phases of the moon and are able to shift under almost any circumstances, as long as they’ve gained enough control a nd are physically strong. Also, shifters don’t live under such a rigid societal structure as wolves and so enjoy a lot more freedom. Werewolves are more powerful physically, at least when they’re healthy, and are definitely more volatile.  They make dangerous enemies but can also make loyal allies. It’s important for a shifter to know which variety of wolf they’re dealing with.“
    This must be some kind of weird joke. “You’re talking like werewolves and shapeshifters are real creatures. Are you taking your own drugs?” Why is he telling me this ridiculous crap? I tried to figure out his motives as he sat and watched me. Maybe he’s just nuts . That thought did nothing to relieve my anxiety.
    “They are real. Vampires, witches, sorcerers, the fae and many other supernatural beings inhabit the world with humans. I know you don’t believe me now, but in a few months it'll all seem pretty mundane.”
    I was not going to be anywhere near this guy in a few months. “You said the fae? Like—fairies?” I almost laughed at him, but then thought better of it. He could be seriously crazy and laughing at him was probably not a good way to get him to let me go.
    “They’re more like Galadriel than Tinkerbell. The ones I’ve met are extremely powerful. Many of them have lived for thousands of human