His eyes penetrated beyond a normal stare, they immersed themselves into the deepest recess of her mind. She felt as if he were capable of reading her...every thought regardless of how deep or personal. She seemed to lose some control over her mind and thoughts, but the feeling was not alarming and was even somewhat restful. She became relaxed and comfortable."Yes..." His soothing voice commanded her. " ... just relax, you feel wonderful. That's fine. Now how do you feel?" Wonderful. Yes. I feel. I was sweating bullets when the man came out and motioned me over to a table.“You are full of surprises, Mr. Moore. The last thing I ever expected was for you to walk in the door today.”I sighed. “I came to see if I could get the killing to stop before it gets really bad. Those boys aren’t going to give up anything without a fight. Neither am I. Your actions have focused attention on all involved. It might get uncomfortable for you, being under so much scrutiny. The last thing this city needs. I’ve already explained about missing all five questions.”“Brit as you are the leader, please draw a card and we’ll begin.” Brit drew a card and handed it to me. “First question is geography. What former penal colony lays off the coast of French Guiana?“I haven’t got any idea.”“Devil’s Island.”“Entertainment. Who recorded Captain Fantastic and The Brown Dirt Cowboy?”“Elton John.”“Correct.”“History. What country tested its first nuclear bomb in 1974?”“India.”“Correct.”“Art & Literature. How many. "Well you see, Felicity, the girl, sitting on the bench is only partially sighted. And the one kneeling on the floor was helping her to unlace her hockey boots."Upstairs, the door to the new sanatorium was ajar. Inside, a buxom young woman, naked to the waist, was being checked by an elderly matron, who wore a stethoscope around her neck. "We'd better not go in," cautioned Miss Hoffmann. "Matron is carrying out one of her regular inspections. That's Juliefungirl. Wants to be a pole dancer when.