”The police chief shifted in the cushy chair, crushed his empty beer can, and, with a flick of his wrist, hurled it at the black woman. It bounced o...f her back and clattered on the floor. She flinched.“You don’t know him from Adam,” the police chief said.“I’ve been watching him. He’s one of us.”“He’s not from around here. And he ain’t related so he’s not one of us.”“He treats niggers like dirt.”The black woman stopped sucking and glanced up at Bufford. He slapped her face so hard her head spun. The smile that split her face was so abrupt and unnatural that he ordered her to forget his previous order. But, it still stuck in his mind's eye for most of the drive over.He walked around the mall several times, looking for people showing the telltale signs of Neil's control. From what he'd seen at the gym and around town, people who were in Neil's thrall but not being directly commanded by him seemed to pause before changing directions. Their eyes seemed to take an extra half-second to focus. Now, answer the question! Where is Charley Wilson?" When I left, he was headed for Rio del Sangre in Mexico. I didn't go with him cuz I can't speak Spanish." Where's he going from there?" I'm s'posed ta meet him at Eagle Pass in a week. At the Crooked Trail Saloon." OK, we'll let you live on the strength of those answers. But you can bet that we will shoot you if we ever see you again. Now, stay here for an hour to give us plenty of time to get out of town." Shore, Mister. I ain't goin'. ‘Phase 1 active’ showed along with Supergirl’s heart rate, air temperature and several other measurements. On the screen, the chair assembly started to shift. The upper portion moved back very slightly, easing her towards a more supine position so slowly she would not notice. Meanwhile, heaters in the equipment suspended above started to raise the air temperature, both additionally sensitizing her skin while also pushing her deeper into somnolence. Finally concealed speakers in the chair.