gently. Figured he’d say goodbye. She didn’t turn, only pushed his hand away.
What did happen last night?
Chapter Thirty
Mr. Goldberg knocked patiently on Jay’s door. Saturday morning, 8:15 a.m. He knew Jay left for work at 8:30, and he knew that Jay got out of the shower at 8:10, but not today. After what had happened yesterday at Mr. Hutchins’ place of employment, he likely didn’t expect to go to work today. But that would soon change. He knocked again, and the door opened a crack.
“Yeah?” Jay asked.
“Mr. Hutchins? My name is Mr. Goldberg.” He handed him his card.
“Attorney? Am I in trouble?” Jay asked.
“No; of course not, Mr. Hutchins. May I come in? I know you have to leave in 15 minutes. I’ll be brief. I promise I have very good news for you!”
Jay opened the door, confused. He hadn’t showered or shaved. Mr. Goldberg had suspected that may be the case.
“I don’t think I’m supposed to go to work. They called yesterday and told me to stay home today.”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Hutchins. I’ve already taken care of things. You can go to work today, just like normal. I’ve been sent here to make sure nobody does anything to harm you or get you in trouble.” Mr. Goldberg smiled kindly.
“OK. Why? I don’t have any money or anything. Did my mom hire you?”
“No, Mr. Hutchins. I was hired by BioGyn. Do you remember them?”
“Yeah, they were those nice doctor people, right?” Jay seemed cheered by the connection. Did he get to participate in more tests?
“Well, Mr. Hutchins, I have very good news. It seems they have been looking over your test results, and you are a very, very special person! We’ve seen what you can do! In fact, we are so happy, we want you to keep doing it!” Goldberg’s eyes lit up.
“But, they know—I mean, they think I hit that girl, but I didn’t touch her!” Jay became defensive.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Hutchins. We know you didn’t need to touch her. Understand? We want you to keep doing those things.” Mr. Goldberg was beaming at Jay like a proud father watching his son take his first steps.
Jay sat in stunned silence. They know? And it’s OK?
“Am I going to be famous?” Jay asked, standing up and pacing the room.
“Well, Mr. Hutchins, there are two extremely important rules you absolutely must follow,” Mr. Goldberg said as seriously as he could.
“OK.” Jay stopped pacing. He looked at Mr. Goldberg with rapt attention.
“Rule number one is: you must not tell a soul about your new skills. You absolutely cannot tell anybody. Understand? That would ruin everything,” Goldberg said slowly and deliberately.
Jay seemed a bit deflated, but only for a moment. He then felt elated at the prospect of being in on a big secret with such important people.
“OK. I won’t tell anybody. I promise.” He was nodding his head, smiling. “What’s the second rule?”
“You must not touch anybody. Only use your mind. Do you understand what I mean, Jay? You can only use your mind.”
“You mean like I can’t touch you like this,” Jay reached over and patted Mr. Goldberg on the shoulder.
“Absolutely correct, Mr. Hutchins. Absolutely correct. You must remember. People are watching at all times. Some good people, some bad people. But you will only get in trouble if you touch people, just like you touched me, understand?”
“Yes, I understand. Don’t tell anybody, and don’t touch anybody. OK, I got it. And you said I can go back to work?” Jay was elated. This meant he could keep playing. Having fun.
“Take a few of my cards. They have my name and my number. If anybody tries to get you in trouble at work—or anywhere else—you tell them to call me, OK? Only talk to people about work. Nothing else. This includes the police. Especially Detective Lovac.”
Jay could barely contain himself. He must be super
What did happen last night?
Chapter Thirty
Mr. Goldberg knocked patiently on Jay’s door. Saturday morning, 8:15 a.m. He knew Jay left for work at 8:30, and he knew that Jay got out of the shower at 8:10, but not today. After what had happened yesterday at Mr. Hutchins’ place of employment, he likely didn’t expect to go to work today. But that would soon change. He knocked again, and the door opened a crack.
“Yeah?” Jay asked.
“Mr. Hutchins? My name is Mr. Goldberg.” He handed him his card.
“Attorney? Am I in trouble?” Jay asked.
“No; of course not, Mr. Hutchins. May I come in? I know you have to leave in 15 minutes. I’ll be brief. I promise I have very good news for you!”
Jay opened the door, confused. He hadn’t showered or shaved. Mr. Goldberg had suspected that may be the case.
“I don’t think I’m supposed to go to work. They called yesterday and told me to stay home today.”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Hutchins. I’ve already taken care of things. You can go to work today, just like normal. I’ve been sent here to make sure nobody does anything to harm you or get you in trouble.” Mr. Goldberg smiled kindly.
“OK. Why? I don’t have any money or anything. Did my mom hire you?”
“No, Mr. Hutchins. I was hired by BioGyn. Do you remember them?”
“Yeah, they were those nice doctor people, right?” Jay seemed cheered by the connection. Did he get to participate in more tests?
“Well, Mr. Hutchins, I have very good news. It seems they have been looking over your test results, and you are a very, very special person! We’ve seen what you can do! In fact, we are so happy, we want you to keep doing it!” Goldberg’s eyes lit up.
“But, they know—I mean, they think I hit that girl, but I didn’t touch her!” Jay became defensive.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Hutchins. We know you didn’t need to touch her. Understand? We want you to keep doing those things.” Mr. Goldberg was beaming at Jay like a proud father watching his son take his first steps.
Jay sat in stunned silence. They know? And it’s OK?
“Am I going to be famous?” Jay asked, standing up and pacing the room.
“Well, Mr. Hutchins, there are two extremely important rules you absolutely must follow,” Mr. Goldberg said as seriously as he could.
“OK.” Jay stopped pacing. He looked at Mr. Goldberg with rapt attention.
“Rule number one is: you must not tell a soul about your new skills. You absolutely cannot tell anybody. Understand? That would ruin everything,” Goldberg said slowly and deliberately.
Jay seemed a bit deflated, but only for a moment. He then felt elated at the prospect of being in on a big secret with such important people.
“OK. I won’t tell anybody. I promise.” He was nodding his head, smiling. “What’s the second rule?”
“You must not touch anybody. Only use your mind. Do you understand what I mean, Jay? You can only use your mind.”
“You mean like I can’t touch you like this,” Jay reached over and patted Mr. Goldberg on the shoulder.
“Absolutely correct, Mr. Hutchins. Absolutely correct. You must remember. People are watching at all times. Some good people, some bad people. But you will only get in trouble if you touch people, just like you touched me, understand?”
“Yes, I understand. Don’t tell anybody, and don’t touch anybody. OK, I got it. And you said I can go back to work?” Jay was elated. This meant he could keep playing. Having fun.
“Take a few of my cards. They have my name and my number. If anybody tries to get you in trouble at work—or anywhere else—you tell them to call me, OK? Only talk to people about work. Nothing else. This includes the police. Especially Detective Lovac.”
Jay could barely contain himself. He must be super
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