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decision to unleash my internal information highway. I was going to make a point to get into her thoughts to see what was eating her. On the Friday before my final week at the CDC, Angie stormed into the lab. Her thoughts were screaming out at me, making my decision to read her thoughts unnecessary.
    “He said he would kill my kids if I didn’t do this. What am I supposed to do? I can’t hide this stuff anymore. My boss is going to notice and when January leaves next week, it’ll all become evident that I’ve been falsifying those records. He said to blame it on January, but I just can’t do that. What am I going to do?” Her distress went on and on.
    This was awful and I didn’t know exactly how to handle this. Someone was threatening her. She needed to tell the police, but I couldn’t stand there and not offer her help.
    “Angie,” I began softly but I startled her out of her thoughts and her eyes were filled with panic and horror.
    “It’s okay, it’s just me Angie. I didn’t mean to frighten you.”
    She released a deep sigh and I became aware of the tears on her face.
    “Hey, it’s okay. Please, let me help you. I know you’re in some kind of trouble, but maybe I can help.”
    Her face suddenly hardened and her eyes became chips of ice. “You have no idea what you’re saying. I don’t need your help and I’ve told you to leave me alone. Just butt out where you’re not wanted,” she gritted out.
    I couldn’t let it drop. I should have walked away, but I just couldn’t. “But Angie, I know you’re upset about something,” I pressed on.
    I should have trusted my gut instinct but didn’t. She swung her hand at me and I heard rather than felt the crack as her palm came into contact with my face. My head snapped around and then I felt my cheek begin to sting.
    I reached my hand to my cheek and was paralyzed with shock. I never expected this. She turned away from me and I was still standing stock still as I heard the slamming of the lab door.
    I was stymied. I wanted to help but couldn’t. I could hardly go to the police and explain how I discovered this. I could see it now, I thought as I massaged my still stinging cheek.
    “Why yes officer, I read her mind. I know someone’s threatening her.”
    That would gain me a ton of credibility, I thought sarcastically. I wracked my brain trying to figure out what to do but I kept drawing a blank. Predicaments ruled my life but this was one for which I had no solution. I hated this freakish ability of mine and I fervently wished it would go away! I wrung my hands in frustration.
    It was Friday and my pile of work kept me busy until nine that night. I had dwindled it down to nothing when I glanced at the clock. Realizing the lateness of the hour, I looked around and noticed how empty the lab was. I was lost in the events of the day and the amount of work I had and I was still nursing my wounded ego as I headed out of the lab. As I made my way down the corridor, I noticed six men advancing toward me.
    It wasn’t their actions I noticed so much or even the way they walked. And though it was an oddity for them to even be here at all, it was their attire that captured my attention. They were dressed identically, in an extreme fashion, much like members of a gang or secret society. Large and muscular, they wore black vests and their bare arms were almost completely tattooed with tribal symbols of a sort. Metal bands criss-crossed their chests and their legs were tightly encased in leather. Knee high boots and black gloves finished off their ensembles.
    As I neared them I felt my flesh tingle and the hairs on the back of my neck come to attention. Gooseflesh erupted and alarms started clanging in my head. I sucked in my breath and as I did, my eyes connected with the apparent leader. I say this because he was in the front of the formation as they plodded along.
    Time stood still as our eyes connected. His were an uncanny shade, lavender with hints of indigo