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she says, glancing back towards him.
“Okay,” I nod, and then I open the mind link with my guys.
“We have a potential Grey here. He looks around 17 or 18, wearing a red and yellow lifeguard uniform with trainee written across the front. He has reddish brown hair and is watching the relaxation pool,” I tell them.
“On my way,” Deacon responds.
“How do you know?” Luke asks.
“Harper said his eyes glowed blue when they made eye contact,” I say.
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