Then the day came. My session was at 3 PM and was a 2-hour long one, Iwas nervous the whole day, a day off from work, and I could barelycontain my ex...itement and nervousness. I still had that bug in the backof my brain that this could all go horribly wrong. I could still bewalking into a trap that'd either see me in jail or at the very leastrobbed and my car stolen.But I sighed and set myself on doing this. If this was a "scam" of somesort it was an elaborate one considering the contact I. ”“You do know that sodium pentathol doesn’t actually work as a truth serum? That is just in the movies.”“The reason it doesn’t work is that after a while of asking the same thing over and over, even the most experienced of interrogators end up asking leading questions. With a brain on sodium pentothal, the subject becomes pliable and asking leading questions can reprogram the subject’s memory. The subject will answer honestly, but the memory may be a lie. The trick is to program him with a lie. Her figure was attractive and slim but I felt her salwar dress was probably hiding a lot more. Susan talked mostly telling me that she played bridge to win only. And she expected me as her new partner to soon understand how her playing style was. She referred to the great master players and how they played and I could discuss tactics and strategies with her. I could see she was pleased with me so far. Over a very late lunch we continued to chat more and I had a good feeling about Susan to the. .. I...” He shifted in his white robes, rubbing his hands together. “If you need healing, I'd go to the Temple of Slata.”“Kora is one of you!” a howled. “You should be the one to help her. And there's an aoi si. One of your Goddess's daughters.”“Kora Falk? I really haven't heard of this radiant. You say she's from this temple. Why haven't I heard of her before? And an aoi si? Truly?”“Because of politics,” a new voice said. Behind the glimmer, a pink-robed priestess appeared, red hair spilling.