. It's not just my mind I can't focus back on. I can't lock anybody's mind." Huh?" Melanie sounded perplexed. "But when you accelerate, if the rest of...your body is pushed but your brain is not, why doesn't your brain get crushed?" Oh, I don't mean the brain Melanie. I said the mind." Huh?... Go on..." I can lock my brain, your brain. Last week I locked Patricia's brain. They all look pretty similar. They are fantastic neural networks, full of convolutions, structures and neural activity. But. She got out of the recliner and walked him to the bedroom and turneddown his bed while he was going to the bathroom. She tucked him in andtold him how proud she was of him to join the women?s group, she kissedhim on the forehead and said goodnight.She went to the kitchen to refill Anna?s daily medicine containers.Based on Anna?s comments that he felt happy and had more energy aftertaking his daily pills, and since he joined a healthy group that willgive him something healthy to do instead of. He was hopeful none of his hunters was aware of her presence, but he couldn’t be certain. He was gambling both of their safety on the odds that she’d escaped notice enough that they weren’t searching for her as well. It was a fool’s bet, but what choice did he really have? Rael did not like uncertainty or chance, but he knew the precariousness of their situation. He had to get inside the city to seek help, and answers. He no longer trusted to the pull of his name, nor the strength of his sword. She wrote that it was going to be something very different and that I could feel free to turn it off if I chose. Intrigued, I hurried to check it out. We had set up our own little system so we could video chat with each other. I don’t know why we did it, since we lived near each other, but the system had allowed for some very erotic nights. When I opened the link, I got the surprise of my life. The camera was focused on her bed. There, lying in the middle of the bed was Tracey and her.