Reagan’s suffering to a whole new level, but before she underwent the psychological pain that the telepath had planned for her, she needed to experience some physical pain. It was Friday and her sister would likely be going to a club, but she didn’t know which one so there was no time to prearrange for the much easier music hypnosis. She’d watch her to determine where she went.
It was a highly inefficient use of part of her talents, but for some reason she couldn’t penetrate her sister’s mind. Every time she tried to poke around inside her head, she was met with resistance and a blank canvas. Either her sister was purposefully veiling her thoughts or she was truly dumb. Paige opted for the latter.
Her mind pulled away from Washington and she looked at the United States from high above the Earth. “Superimpose map,” she muttered aloud and the computer overlay the state boundaries and icons for the larger cities over the real terrain below.
Hmm… Where have I not been in a while? she asked herself. Ooh, Vegas!
Her consciousness sped towards the desert city and she began searching for a target to play a little mischief with.
TWELVE
This is the worst job ever, Pam grimaced as the nurse poured alcohol over the ragged tear in her thigh where the crackhead bit her. It was a routine call—well, routine for the past month at least—about a crazy, naked drugged out lunatic running around throwing feces at people. They’d Tasered the man and Andrew had a knee in his back while she knelt beside him to cuff the bastard.
Next thing she knows, he’d taken a chunk out of her leg and Andrew was lying on the grass in some type of paralysis. She fired her weapon at point blank range and hit the perpetrator in the lower back. Pam had to handcuff him to a bench before she could try to determine what was wrong with her partner and render aid. By the time she got to him, he was sitting up shaking his head, but he didn’t have any signs of injury. It was just like his brain stopped functioning for a few seconds.
She teased him about having a tumor that made him space out. Andrew’s father had died the previous spring of pancreatic cancer, but he and Pam’s relationship was good enough that she could tease him about cancer without offending him. She offered to let him take her to the hospital so she could get sewn up and he could have a CT scan.
“You’re going to have a scar here, that’s for sure,” the doctor stated as he walked up. “Please don’t tell me that you moonlight as a dancer, officer, because you’ll be out of a job for a while.”
“No, doc. I just come by this amazing body naturally,” she answered back with a smile. Pam had brought enough perps into the hospital over the years that the two of them had become friends. They’d flirted for a long time without taking it any further than the witty banter stage that they were currently in.
“Pity, I’d pay good money to go to any show that you’re a part of… Of course, that was before this hideous injury.”
“Of course,” she nodded. “So, tell me the truth, what are we lookin’ at here, Daniel? A week? Maybe two?”
His face turned serious, “I’m sorry, Pam, but you’re not going to be in a bikini for a long time. As I’m sure you know a human’s mouth is filled with germs and bacteria. We usually have to go through an aggressive treatment plan for simple little things like teeth marks where the skin is broken. That guy ripped a mouth-sized hunk of skin out of your leg. Once we can get it properly cleaned and disinfected, we’re going to have you come in daily so we can debride the dead and dying layers of skin.”
“Well, I know that you like to see me doc, but every day is a little excessive, don’t you think?” she quipped.
“We have to keep the skin from healing and trapping any of the bacteria underneath the new skin. It’s painful as hell, but you’ll thank me in the long run when you’re not missing
It was a highly inefficient use of part of her talents, but for some reason she couldn’t penetrate her sister’s mind. Every time she tried to poke around inside her head, she was met with resistance and a blank canvas. Either her sister was purposefully veiling her thoughts or she was truly dumb. Paige opted for the latter.
Her mind pulled away from Washington and she looked at the United States from high above the Earth. “Superimpose map,” she muttered aloud and the computer overlay the state boundaries and icons for the larger cities over the real terrain below.
Hmm… Where have I not been in a while? she asked herself. Ooh, Vegas!
Her consciousness sped towards the desert city and she began searching for a target to play a little mischief with.
TWELVE
This is the worst job ever, Pam grimaced as the nurse poured alcohol over the ragged tear in her thigh where the crackhead bit her. It was a routine call—well, routine for the past month at least—about a crazy, naked drugged out lunatic running around throwing feces at people. They’d Tasered the man and Andrew had a knee in his back while she knelt beside him to cuff the bastard.
Next thing she knows, he’d taken a chunk out of her leg and Andrew was lying on the grass in some type of paralysis. She fired her weapon at point blank range and hit the perpetrator in the lower back. Pam had to handcuff him to a bench before she could try to determine what was wrong with her partner and render aid. By the time she got to him, he was sitting up shaking his head, but he didn’t have any signs of injury. It was just like his brain stopped functioning for a few seconds.
She teased him about having a tumor that made him space out. Andrew’s father had died the previous spring of pancreatic cancer, but he and Pam’s relationship was good enough that she could tease him about cancer without offending him. She offered to let him take her to the hospital so she could get sewn up and he could have a CT scan.
“You’re going to have a scar here, that’s for sure,” the doctor stated as he walked up. “Please don’t tell me that you moonlight as a dancer, officer, because you’ll be out of a job for a while.”
“No, doc. I just come by this amazing body naturally,” she answered back with a smile. Pam had brought enough perps into the hospital over the years that the two of them had become friends. They’d flirted for a long time without taking it any further than the witty banter stage that they were currently in.
“Pity, I’d pay good money to go to any show that you’re a part of… Of course, that was before this hideous injury.”
“Of course,” she nodded. “So, tell me the truth, what are we lookin’ at here, Daniel? A week? Maybe two?”
His face turned serious, “I’m sorry, Pam, but you’re not going to be in a bikini for a long time. As I’m sure you know a human’s mouth is filled with germs and bacteria. We usually have to go through an aggressive treatment plan for simple little things like teeth marks where the skin is broken. That guy ripped a mouth-sized hunk of skin out of your leg. Once we can get it properly cleaned and disinfected, we’re going to have you come in daily so we can debride the dead and dying layers of skin.”
“Well, I know that you like to see me doc, but every day is a little excessive, don’t you think?” she quipped.
“We have to keep the skin from healing and trapping any of the bacteria underneath the new skin. It’s painful as hell, but you’ll thank me in the long run when you’re not missing
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