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Not to mention more than five hundred muscles that she could move voluntarily.

 

And just now, all her resources were attuned to finding one teenage girl in this swarming mall. Her eyes roved over faces; her ears pricked at the sound of every young voice; her nose sorted through thousands of smells for the one that would match the T-shirt she'd taken from Iliana's room.

 

Then, just as she froze, catching a whiff of something familiar, the receiver in her ear came to life.

 

"Keller-I spotted her! Hallmark, second floor. But they're here, too."

 

They'd found her first.

 

Keller cursed soundlessly. Aloud, she said, "Nissa, bring the car around to the west side of the mall.

 

Winnie, don't do anything. I'm coming."

 

The nearest escalator was at the end of the mall. But from the map in her hand, she could see that Hallmark was directly above her on the upper level. And she couldn't waste time.

 

Keller gathered her legs under her and jumped.

 

One leap, straight up. She ignored the gasps- and a few shrieks-of the people around her as she sprang.

 

At the top of her jump, she caught the railing that fenced off the upper-level walkway. She hung for a second by her hands, then pulled herself up smoothly.

 

More people were staring. Keller ignored them. They got out of her way as she headed for the Hallmark store.

 

Winnie was standing with her back to the display window of the store beside it. She was short, with a froth of strawberry curls and a pixie face. Keller

 

edged up to her, careful to keep out of the line of sight of the Hallmark.

 

"What's up?"