are terrorists, aren’t they?”Mr. Woo asked.
The question came out of the blue, and caught Alice by surprise. “Why do you ask that?” she asked in return.
“The FBI chases terrorists, serial killers and kidnappers, right? Now they’ve got you helping them. A medium helping the FBI?”
Alice wasn’t sure how to answer him, so she handed him the badge. “Mr. Woo, this is an old army badge that my grandfather gave to me just before he died.”
Mr. Woo took the badge and studied it. As far as Alice was concerned, it was mission accomplished; the three of them had touched the badge. She saw a slight smile appear on Burrows’ face, so she went on with the act. “My grandfather was a U.S. Marshall and a psychic just like me. He used to chase criminals and he told me that this badge used to help him catch criminals. He once told me that if ever I needed his help with the spirit world I was to hold that badge and think of him and he would be here for me.”
Mr. Woo quickly handed back the badge. “Look, we had never seen the Pakistani boy until he came to pay the deposit for the rooms. The only other time we saw him was when he woke us up to take the two Algerians away.” He was shaking his head and talking fast. “Honest, we don’t know who those people are, we have nothing to do with them and if the Pakistani comes back for the bond he paid, I’ll give it back and tell him never to come here again. I will have nothing to do with him and I won’t let him in my….”
“Hang on!” Agent Campbell interrupted him. “You think this Pakistani boy will come back to collect his bond?”
“It’s not much, but I’m sure the boy will be quick enough to claim anything back.”
“Well if he does, I want you to call me right away,” – Campbell reached in his pocket for his card – “and if you can keep him occupied until an officer comes we will be more than grateful.” He smiled and handed his card to him.
“I will not put my family in danger, sir. If he comes back, I will pay him and send him on his way. Then I will phone you.”
Agent Burrows tried to convince him that he would be helping them by delaying him. She suggested that Mr. Woo could give the boy a meal to keep him there and he would be well rewarded.
Joe had been in Alice’s mind all the while they had been talking and he said to her. “Well done kid, you did really well there. I’ve got into their minds so I shouldn’t have a problem getting into their dreams tonight. I’ve got to run now... I’ll try and get back to you later. If not, be up early in the morning and I’ll contact you about seven.”
They all thanked the Woo family and exited the restaurant. As soon as they got into the car, Burrows burst out laughing. “What was all that bullshit about you being a medium?”
Alice had to laugh as well. “I just wanted them to touch the badge so I thought I’d try and be like that medium on TV and say I was just helping the FBI.”
“Well it seemed to work.” Agent Burrows laughed again. “They believed you and you nearly convinced me.” Burrows looked at the stern face of Agent Campbell. “What do you think? Did Alice do well in there?”
“I think we’ve got to find this Pakistani boy, and get Joe to find out what the boy knows.”
Agent Burrows leaned back in her seat, sighing at how much of a straight jacket Campbell was.
*
The Magic Man was the name the FBI had given him because in her sexual dreams he had played the part of old Joe, a prison officer who worked with her husband. Agent Burrows had said the FBI probably wouldn’t pay someone called “the Magic Man” for his services so Burrows came up with the name “Joe Mann and partner, Criminal Investigators.”
Abel Lazarus smiled at the names they had given him; he actually fancied the name, Joe. Abel knew there were still people in the Pentagon that wanted him dead, that didn’t know he loved his country as much as they did. Someone with powers
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