Chasing Power (Hidden Talents)

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Author: Genevieve Pearson
Tags: Fantasy
headaches ever since.  Am I right?  I bet I’m right.”
    OK, so she had blacked out.  And she had been having headaches.  That didn’t prove anything.  Maybe it just proved they were creepy obsessive stalkers.
    Unwilling to respond, lest she gave them the idea she thought their claims were rational, Sam re-crossed her arms and stared out the window.  She pretended not to notice Al, who faced the wrong way on his seat, arms wrapped around the headrest, chin on top and staring at her.  Harry, too, watched her, though somewhat more covertly.
    So what if they seemed like nice guys?  They believed in telekinesis and special abilities, and thought she had those abilities herself.  She shouldn’t feel safe in this environment.  She knew she shouldn’t.  Which was why she had to get out.  Any way possible.
    “Anyone hungry?”  Lane asked.

 
     
    Chapter 4
     
    “Are you sure this is a good idea?”  Harry whispered to Lane as they walked into the diner.  The concern eased off his friend in a gentle fog that Lane had long grown accustomed to.  
    “I’m not an idiot, Harry,” Lane said, “but this will be a lot easier if she’s cooperative, and the only way I can think of to win her trust is to trust her first.  Besides, I’m hungry.”
    Situated in the middle of the desert, in the middle of the long haul between Los Angeles and Vegas, Mary Lou’s diner aspired to become its own tourist attraction as an authentic 1950s diner.  The doors were plastered with signs making poor attempts at humor: “Here’s a tip: Food comes spit free if you tip us, too!” 
    They pulled the double doors open and were hit with a solid cold blast of AC.  Passing through a small entry, the building branched into two areas.  To the left was the recent addition, a convenience store and gift shop for people in a hurry.  To the right was the original part of the building, a diner for travelers who wanted a sit-down meal and an authentic 1950s dining experience.  Authentic in that very little looked like it had been cleaned since the actual fifties.
    A cheery sign said, “Sit yourself down!”  Guests got to choose between the left—about ten barstools lined up along a gray Formica countertop—or the right side, faded red-vinyl booths.
      The waiters all wore matching paper hats and frilly aprons, and a glass case hanging over the oven advertised the pies for sale.  At this time of night, there were only a few other diners, and the waitress lounged against the counter, chatting with the chef.
    “Just remember, Lane, you can’t read minds,” Harry whispered as the four slid into one of the booths.  At his words, Lane glanced across the table at Sam.
    Her face was a blank, but Lane could sense the riotous mixture of emotions going on underneath: anxiety, stress, suspicion.  Not the best combination, he had to admit.  And Harry was right.  While growing up with being able to read others’ emotions—and knowing how to control them—lent an air of balance to Lane, his empathic powers didn’t make him a mind reader, especially for someone as opaque as this one.
    Meanwhile, the kicking, screaming banshee had disappeared.  Sam sat across from the two of them, hands in her lap, calm, composed.  Her posture was impressive.  She couldn’t be more than 5’6”, but the way she held herself made her come across as taller.  So did the strength in her gaze.  Again, Lane felt he’d made the right choice.  There was no railroading this woman: their best bet was to lay their cards on the table and see how she took it.
    Unfortunately, the truth in this case was not going to seem exactly, well, truth-like.  Lane waited until the waitress arrived to take their order.  Once everyone had settled, he decided to begin.
    “The bus accident,” Lane said, “How have you been feeling since then?”
    Sam shrugged noncommittally.  Sighing, Lane went on, “I know Al mentioned this, but have you been getting a lot of
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