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Unconventional Methods
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Dana11279

 
     

Chapter Three

"Are you...absolutely sure it’s Brian Watts?" Sheridan asked.

Agent Phillips could see her shock and said, as gently as she could, "We’re sure, Ms. Crane."

"Oh, God!" Luis noticed that she used that phrase a lot.

"I need to sit down," Sheridan said, faintly.

Luis took her by the right arm and guided her to a bench outside the room Sheridan sank slowly down and took a breath to steady her nerves. Putting her face in her hands, she leaned forward. She didn’t notice that she was leaning too far until she almost fell off the bench. Luis helped her back, his hand soon resting on her arm. Sheridan couldn’t help but smile. The very feel of his hand on the skin of her arm gave her comfort.

"Are you okay," Ms. Crane?" he asked, concerned.

"Yeah, sure," she said sarcastically, more to herself than him. "I’m perfectly all right. The one man who’s very name brings fear into my heart, has escaped from jail Now he may be in Harmony. Dear God, this has to have happened right after I return I’ve been away for the past 14 years and it starts now."

Luis was confused. He had no idea what she was talking about. But he knew that it scared her and made her sad.

Agent Phillips arrived with a cup of water for Sheridan. She slid down on one knee and handed the cup to her. Sheridan hesitantly reached out and grabbed a hold of it. It was then that Luis noticed her hands were shaking.

He reached out and steadied her hands with his own. He helped her raise the cup to her lips. After taking a sip, she lowered it and turned to give him a grateful smile. He returned it.

"Ms. Crane," Agent Phillips began.

"Please. I don’t want this to be happening. I really don’t. What do you want from me? Why are you bringing this nightmare back to me? I don’t understand why you need my help. Or how I could possibly give it to you."

"For one thing, Ms. Crane, we think that you may be able to help because from what we understand, you had a certain...connection to Brian Watts. After you escaped, you seemed to always know where he was and sometimes where he was going. It took a while for the police to get in sync with your...feelings, but they did and 2 girls’ lives were saved because of it."

"But that connection was broken when he was sentenced and sent off to jail."

"Ms. Crane"

"Sheridan. Please."

"Okay, Sheridan. A former connection to a psychopath isn’t he only reason we think you can help. We are aware that of some of the things you did for the CIA while you were in Europe."

"It was just research. I did nothing but research."

"That’s the story now, now isn’t it? I know there are certain things you can’t tell us about your...research. But it’s not really a secret as to what you were researching."

Sam and Luis were listening to this exchange in stunned silence. They had a virtual overload of information. Both wondered exactly they were talking about. They would soon find out.

"The Bureau isn’t usually one to use psychics on their cases, but they are willing to try any unconventional methods, granted they have a chance of working. Someone was sure able to convince them that your abilities can help. Someone with a lot of pull in Washington," Agent Phillips explained.

"What if I don’t want to help?"

Then they’ll make you. And I assure you they can."

Sheridan felt trapped. Didn’t they give a damn that her last encounter with Brian Watts left her emotionally scarred? It had taken years to avoid having panic attacks at the very sound of his name. Now they were pulling her back in, regardless of what might happen to her. But she knew how organizations such as the FBI and CIA work. She’d had plenty of experience in that area. It was hopeless to fight them.

‘I wonder if Chief Bennett and Officer Lopez-Fitzgerald believed in psychics," she though and looked over towards them.

Luis had a skeptical expression on his face, but Sam’s was quite the opposite. He had the look of a believer, almost as if he knew psychic ability existed as a fact.

"There is one other thing that you need to know, Sheridan," Phillips said. "Mr. Watts has developed over the years an...obsession with you. My superiors are afraid that he is going to come after you."

She turned to Luis.

"That’s were you come in Officer Lopez-Fitzgerald. You are not only going to work with Ms. Crane on the case, you will do double duty as her bodyguard. For the next couple of days or weeks, you two are going to be stuck together like glue."

Sheridan and Luis looked at one another. They both wondered how they were going to get on with each other.

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