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that Slantkey will have a piece of gold jewelry with your name on it.”
    “Which could have either incriminated me or sent a message.”
    “I believe it was the latter.”
    “Why? I did care about all those people, but it’s not like they were family.”
    “Not like a son,” Hu Chang said softly.
    Luke.
    Panic raced through her.
    “That’s why you were checking security. You think he’s in danger?”
    “I think someone does not appreciate you. Extreme bad taste, but it’s very evident. He’s spelling it out for us in gold.”
    “Then why not go after me? I should be the target.”
    “We won’t know that until we’re told. Or we discover for ourselves.” He was studying her expression. “You are as upset as I thought you’d be. I think I will allow you a few minutes to get over the first shock. I cannot give you more because I believe we have little time.”
    “I’m fine,” she said jerkily. “As fine as I can be, considering that good people are dying all around me.”
    “Shh. Just take those few minutes.”
    Perhaps he was right, she was terribly upset and sad and angry. And frightened because it was clear Hu Chang believed Luke might be next. Take those minutes and try to gather her strength and mind to find answers.
    She leaned back and was immediately assaulted with memories of Olena. She had been too far gone on the drugs to furnish Catherine with affection during those early days on the dock. But she had shared food and what little protection she could. And when Catherine’s mother had died of an overdose, she knew Olena had shared her pain. So different from Jantzen, who was strong and kind and able to control his own life.
    Until the night when that control had been shattered by those bullets.
    “Okay.” She drew a deep breath. “What’s happening, Hu Chang? You’ve known about this for at least a few days. You’ve had time to think about it. Right now, I’m having trouble thinking at all.”
    “Understandable. Pain tends to obscure.” Hu Chang tilted his head thoughtfully. “It appears that you must be the primary target. But why are these other kills thrown at your door? I believe I see a pattern here. It’s like a circle. On the far outer rim is Olena Petrov, who helped you when you were a child. Then Jantzen, who was part of your life after you became an agent with the CIA. Then Slantkey, who helped you to regain your child. The circle is narrowing, becoming more intimate.”
    And Luke was the center, the heart of that intimacy, she thought with a chill.
    And not only Luke.
    “Whoever did this knows me very well. He’d know about you, Hu Chang.”
    “Without doubt. For I have made myself indispensable to you.” He smiled. “But because I’m so essential, I will be one of the last to be chosen to bid adieu to you.”
    “You think it’s going to go on.” She moistened her lips. “So do I. It’s crazy, but I can see that weird circle you’re drawing, and it’s scaring me.”
    “It’s supposed to scare you. That’s part of the plan. You’re supposed to be afraid, to dread, to anticipate, to suffer with every death.” He gazed at the gold chain in her hand. “It’s a plan that has been well thought out, even to those expensive little trinkets he’s using as a calling card. Do they have any significance for you?”
    “No.”
    “Then we look at them as just that, a calling card. However, I may be able to trace the purchaser if I use my contacts.”
    “Then do it,” she said unevenly. “I want this over quickly.”
    “But your enemy does not. He’s making a ceremony of it. Taking away your support and the people you care about one by one.”
    “There have only been three so far.”
    “I believe there will be more. We must try to mitigate or eliminate the harm.” He took out a notebook and pen from his pocket. “But I have to know who those targets will be, Catherine.”
    “I’m supposed to make you a list? How can I do that?”
    “I’m sure that the