“Your sister is a Super.” I stood up, back from the table. I froze there with my mouth half open. I couldn’t decide what to say next. You lying hiding sneak was tied with what’s her power? And I couldn’t make a decision. Sydney stepped in.

  “Were you ever going to mention that you had a sister? I mean I’ve heard about your parents, but never a sister.” Sydney was scowling, but still seated, so her brain was having the same problem as my mouth.

  “It probably didn’t make sense for him to.” I hated to defend Stenway, but it made sense. “Easier not to mention a sister than to mention one and then have to make something up about her career.” Stenway nodded at me. I felt like we had decided as a family to overlook the whole lying hiding sneak part. “What’s her power?”

  “That’s classified.”

  Sydney snorted. I agreed with that. “Never mind him, Sydney. We can figure it out. Oh, wait. I’ll have to ask the boys. Because someone made me give up my reference book, so I can’t look up either the ability to move things with your mind, or why a Super’s hands would be freezing cold.”

  Stenway glared at me. “She did have anemia at one point.”

  “What’s anemia? You know what, never mind. I’m talking like ice cubes cold. But she didn’t have any issues with her fingers or controlling her motions.” I stood up and crossed to the phone. “I’m going to call Donny and ask him to look some stuff up.”

  “Sit.” Stenway’s voice snapped out across the kitchen. I froze, and Sydney sat up straight. “I will tell you after the doctor leaves. If he doesn’t tell you while he’s here. Deal?”

  “I don’t believe you.” But I sat.

  We waited about 20 more minutes for the doctor to arrive. One day, I will look very closely at the transportation options for Supers and Super-connected people.

  Dr. Tellivar didn’t tell us any new information. He did want to know if I’d had any more visions since he’d seen me at the library. I hadn’t, but you already know that. Stenway really pried for some information about the kidnapping, but Dr. Tellivar was giving him nothing.

  “We will find her. We have some of our best people on it.” He shuffled his feet. “The center took quite a large amount of damage and some people were injured. Our attention is split many different ways.”

  “I understand that.” Stenway’s words came one at a time and rough, like dropping a handful of rocks. One. At. A. Time. “I can look for her as well.”

  “I would not recommend this.” Dr. Tellivar frowned. “You do not have the skills or resources.”

  Steinway jerked his thumb towards me. “She found Mr. Left when your entire organization was stymied. You think we can’t replicate that?”

  I held my hands up. “I’m not agreeing to any of this.” If I thought I’d gotten mean looks from Stenway before, I was wrong. That one felt like getting hit in the face, hard enough to send my words back down my throat. Sydney shuffled her feet and scooted a little bit closer to me.

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  “We will find her, Stenway.” Dr. Tellivar placed his hand flat on the table. “We will contact you when we find her.” He turned to me, holding up a finger. “Ms. Tyler. Go about your normal day. Like a normal child. We will assign some people to watch you.” He held up a second finger, and pointed in Sydney’s direction. “Very subtle. They are worried that anyone who knows anything is going to be a target. They are very close.” He looked at Stenway and bit down on his lip. “I am worried.” He glanced over at Sydney. “Take care of these two. They need someone to keep any eye on them.”

  After he left, we stared at each other. I shivered, then turned to face Stenway. “Tell us about your sister. You promised.”

  Sydney put her hand on my back. “Now may not be the best time?”

  “Now is perfect.” I glared back at Stenway, holding up fingers as I ticked off points. “I’ll get you started. One, she has some sort of electrical or wind power or side effect. Her hair would go crazy whenever she used her power. Two, she’s got incredibly cold hands. Like, inhuman.”

  That was the wrong thing to say. Stenway leaned forward, getting closer on each word. “She is a person. She is a human.”

  I leaned away. “You’re right. That was a bad choice of words. She was nice. I liked her.” I scooted my chair back and pressed into Sydney’s hand. “I’m sorry, Stenway. Sorry for what I said and also that it happened.”

  Stenway sat back down and started at the wall behind me and Sydney. “We knew something was up when she was around 8 or 9. She’d always had this super frizzy hair, like from the day she came out of the womb.” He grinned a little bit. “But when she was, yeah, 8 or 9, I don’t really remember, things started moving and falling when she walked through the house, through stores, through rooms, anywhere really. We’d get a few shorts in our lights or electrical equipment when she got really upset. Then one day, that guy showed up.”

  “That guy?” Sydney and I looked at each other. “Dr. Tellivar?”

  “Yeah. I guess he recruited her? I’m not sure how they are tracked or found or whatever. But they knew about her and came to ask if she was interested in learning to use her powers.”

  “And was she?”

  “I wasn’t there.” He put his head in his hands. “I’m only three years older than her and anyways, it wasn’t my decision to make or be a part of. I think it was mostly our parents. Which, to be fair, it was getting kind of hard to take her anywhere. It didn’t matter to me.” He sighed. “However that conversation went, she left at the start of the next school year. Came home for breaks and everything. Snuck out sometimes and we’d meet up at a movie theater and just sit there and watch matinees together.” He smiled. “I’m the older one but with all of the things she went through, she had a lot of different life experiences. We talked a lot. For a while.” He was quiet. We sat there for a few minutes in the silence. Finally, Stenway jammed his hands into his eyes for a minute, then pulled them away and wiped at his eyes. “She had a really rough assignment about a year and a half ago. She was injured and actually lost her partner.” He looked up at me. “That’s why she was on assignment at the center. They wanted to make sure she was good to return to work.”

  “I’m confused. If she was working some sort of vehicle heist, which is at least petty crime, if not something villain-ish, why is she working for the Supers? How did she get from Supers to car thief? And then back to Supers again?”

  Stenway looked at Sydney. I watched them. Sydney didn’t move a muscle, just stared back. He looked back at me and shrugged. “What you’re saying is new information to me. But sometimes good people do bad things?” He said it like a question.

  “She went to jail. I saw her mugshot.”

  Stenway blinked. “I’m not sure how I missed that. She would go off quietly for months at a time sometimes. When was that?”

  “Why does any of this matter?” Sydney was suddenly very upset. “Stenway, what are they going to do about your sister? What are you going to do?”

  He looked at me. “I don’t know. I’m confused, now.”