“She was banged up, but the main problem was the amnesia. It took a while for us to put you and your friend Sabrina back into the picture.”

Wendy nodded.

“We’ve been working on her memories, and she finally recalled coming here.”

Again Wendy nodded cautiously.

“But there are things we can’t piece together.”

“Like what?”

“Sabrina said that friends of hers are being held at a house owned by …”

Wendy glanced toward the door, like she expected thugs to come charging in. “Derek Lang,” she whispered.

“Yes. I didn’t know how much I’d told you,” Elizabeth said.

“A lot of it. Not everything.”

“We need to talk to Sabrina.”

Once again, they met resistance.

“I don’t know,” Wendy said. “It was hard enough for her to come here the first time. That Lang man is dangerous.”

“Believe me, I know,” Elizabeth murmured as she gripped the floppy rabbit she was still holding.

Beside her, Elizabeth heard Matt’s silent suggestion.Why don’t we try again to influence her?

All right.

She looked at Wendy, “I’m sorry that I couldn’t get back here sooner. Just now, Matt and I went out to the property and confirmed that the women were there. We need Sabrina’s help to get them somewhere safe.”

“You mean to the shelter where she is now?”

“Yes.” Elizabeth had forgotten that Sabrina had hooked up with a secret welfare organization that was willing to take in illegal aliens. Thankful that that problem had been solved, she silently urged Wendytoget up and call Sabrina. Tell her that I’ve come back, that I was in an accident, that I had amnesia and couldn’t make it here sooner.

She felt Matt adding power to help her project the unspoken message. Her pulse was pounding as she waited to find out what would happen. After a few seconds, she saw Wendy’s face change.

“I guess it’s not your fault that you didn’t meet up with us.”

This time, Mattsent the message. As soon as she heard it, Elizabeth sent him power to help project the suggestion.

Yes, that’s right. Tell Sabrina to come right over. Tell her we need to speak to her.Wendy stood up. “Let me go phone her.”

“Thank you,” Elizabeth answered.

We got her to change her mind,she said to Matt.

But we don’t know how effective we were. All we know is what she did. She could have made the decision on her own.

But she was reluctant even to let us come in before you—pushed her.

We’ll see.

Harold Goddard hadn’t forgotten about Matthew Delano. He had a Web service checking for any mention of the man’s name, and so far, it was like the doctor had disappeared from the face of the earth. Harold would have liked to think that no news was good news. In this case, he couldn’t convince himself it was true.

So he kept checking and waiting for the other shoe to drop. Like what was going on with the woman named Jane Doe? Who was she really? He had a pretty good idea. Not her specific name. But he wouldn’t be surprised to learn that her mother had been treated at the Solomon Clinic.