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When we woke him up, Special Agent Bob Scarpelli was cooperative, especially when we removed the crude controls that Lyle Boyle had placed within his mind.
Lyle, coercer that he was, did not have the skill or delicate mental sense of perception required to actually alter someone's mind in anything but a minor way without destroying that person's ability to function undetected in public, so Lyle's normal method was to place a layer of compulsion or obedience on top of his victim's consciousness.
With those layers of compulsion and obedience removed, Bob Scarpelli was once again a hard charging and dedicated FBI agent. An FBI agent who remembered every command he had been given, every act he had performed while under the compulsions that had been laid upon him.
We had to remind him that his boss was still a victim, and still obedient to the compulsions placed upon him.
A quick phone call from FBI Bob later, Warren Zimmerman was on his way to us via fast FBI helicopter. While we waited, Ginny and I went through the house, freeing the people we found there from any of Lyle's handiwork. We gave each person a full body scan as well, looking for damage the brother's may have caused.
Once Bob's boss arrived, and we had freed him from Lyle's layers of compulsion, we sat down to talk about the future.
"Gentleman, we would like to reassure you that we are not prepared to act as the recently deceased Boyle brothers might have. We will not compel your obedience or devotion."
"How can we be sure of that?" Director Zimmerman asked.
"I know of no way, short of showing you my mind and letting you see for yourself. Unfortunately, with no previous experience with mental contact, you would not be able to make a valid interpretation of what you saw." I said.
"What we can tell you," Ginny added "Is that there are other monsters like these two out there. They even knew of some of them."
"It our duty to find them and bring them to justice." I said. "You would find this difficult, if not impossible to do yourselves."
"Why are you wearing those masks?" Bob asked.
"What you see us wearing is armor. It protects us, and our faces and hands are just as vulnerable as the rest of us, so they too are covered." I answered.
"We do not go around reading everyone's thoughts and digging out their secrets. We use our gifts to share our thoughts with those like us, and for protection." Ginny offered. "We are no danger to either of you, now that you are free of the Boyle's influence. In fact we could be an asset."
"How's that?" Zimmerman asked.
"We will be spending a lot of time in the next few months following up on what we learned here. We will be tracking others like the Boyle's, though we can hope that none of them share in Lyle's evil proclivities." I said. "As we do, we are sure to come across information useful to you, and to the agency. We will contact you when we do."
"Alright." Bob said. "What's the catch?"
"The catch is that we need to be sure that our existence remains a secret." Ginny said.
"Are you going to wipe out our memories?" Bob asked.
"No, of course not." Ginny said quickly.
"I want to do two things, but I will only do them with your permission." I said. "I want to place what I call a 'tag' in your minds. This is a little like the trap that Lyle had placed in you, but my tag only does two things, it allows me to keep track of your whereabouts more easily, and it will alert me if either of you are ever in danger."
"What's the second thing?" Zimmerman asked.
"I want to place a compulsion, nothing like the kind Lyle used, much more subtle and specific. All it will do is prevent either of you from ever revealing our existence, even under torture or coercion by anyone, even someone else like Lyle."
"Damn!" Bob said. "You're asking us to trust you completely!"
"Exactly right." I deadpanned. Easy to do wearing a full mask.
I read their acceptance in their thoughts, and had both of them tagged and under the effects of my gently placed compulsion practically before they could say it.
"Thank you gentlemen, it is done." I said, and jumped Ginny and I back to our bedroom on Meadow.
We stripped quickly out of our armor and took a shower. With Lyle Boyle's memories still fresh in our thoughts, the shower did not leave us feeling clean. We lay on our bed afterwards and I let Ginny cry her grief out onto my shoulder until we both fell asleep.
When Ginny and I woke up the morning after our dealing with the Boyle brothers we felt much better. We had taken human lives, and though they were deserving of the end they came to, we had felt the need to grieve their end and express, at least to ourselves, our remorse.
We woke late for breakfast, but found some sausage links and scrambled eggs that Loretta left in the warmer for us. We polished them off quickly, washing it all down with a couple large glasses of orange juice. A quick trip to the bedroom to brush our teeth and we were off to Sheye.
Felicia had already left by the time we got there. Eru and the girls were sitting in the positions we had started in last week, so Ginny and I slid into our spots, and quickly slid our minds as well into their joining.
I thought to the group.
Riah asked.
I said.
Ginny thought.
Eru said.
I thought.
We gave our memories of the events to the three of them. They saw what we had seen, felt what we had felt, relived the deaths of the Boyle brothers and our dealings with their victims. As the girls began to stiffen in reaction to the horror that had been Lyle Boyle, we sent a flood of love and caring into them.
As they reacted to our supportive efforts, Eru quickly slid into teacher mode, and began highlighting bits and pieces here and there within those memories we had shared.
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