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"Perhaps we can sit and I can explain," he said "Your children are safe Perhaps more safe than you know"

I stared at his pleasantly handsoreen eyes could have been es existed He radiated waves of strength and confidence andlove My mind reeled

"Okay, let&039;s sit," I said finally

We did so, he in one ofa light-colored sweater and slacks Both were unreood on him He sat collected and at ease, his hands folded loosely in his lap He looked at h sometimes his eyes would shift to take in other aspects of my face A small part of me wondered what my hair looked like

"So," I said, "they call you Ishmael"

His eyes, which shone like twin sparks of ehtly with mild amusement "Yes, they do"

I watched with interest as the bright streaks of light that seeht streaks that illuhtly the closer they got to hi seated across froht

Or perhaps its destination

"So, why are you here, Ishmael?"

He sat perfectly still, perfectly composed, perfectly at ease He nodded once before he spoke "I&039;er needed"

"And what service is that?"

"The protective service"

My cell phone chie frosley I ignored it Truth be known, I kept waiting to either wake up or be told that this was all so practical joke

In the hts were closed to me In my experience, only other immortals were closed to me, as I was to them And yet, he seemed to have read ht: You&039;re in the protective services because you&039;re a guardian angel?

His bright green eyes, which had been regarding me serenely from across the desk, widened a little "Yes, Saels"

You can read hts

He s had access to hts, and even then his access seesley, a fellow freak, did not have access, nor did I have access to his Same with the few other immortals I had encountered, ere all closed off to me

"So, there are others like you?" I asked

"Of course"

"And what do you call yourselves?"

"We are watchers"

I nodded "And what do you watch?"

"I watch you, Sam"

"Just watch?"

"Watch and protect and guide"

"Then you&039;ve done a shitty job of it," I said suddenly, thinking of o