"I can't believe the government has a telepath- and a sorceress," Josie said. "Those guys were Feds, right?"
Sorceress? Jimmy thought. What did I miss?
"They weren't suit salesmen," Mark said.
"So why didn't you just go with them?" Jimmy asked. He'd been wondering that the whole time the telepath was controlling him like a puppet.
"Because I don't know if I can trust them," Mark answered.
"Because you can't remember everything?" Josie asked.
"No, because I remember the important parts," Mark said.
He waited a moment, then spoke again. "This is your chance to go home.
"But I'll need to keep your truck for awhile, if you don't mind," Mark added.
"Why aren't they coming after us?" Josie asked. She eased Jimmy back down into her lap and started rubbing his temples.
Jimmy closed his eyes. He was embarrassed to look at her. But also a little confused. What was going on here? Why was she being so nice?
"They're tracking us from orbit. Or maybe with a ghost walker," Mark explained.
"Ghost walker?" Jimmy asked, keeping his eyes closed.
"Astral Projection is the technical term," Mark said. "Couple that with a telepathic handler and you have a spy that can circle the globe and relay real-time information."
Jimmy panicked at the mention of a telepath. He sat up suddenly and began looking out the windows. Josie did the same thing. They could see nothing but darkness surrounding the truck.
"You can't see them," Mark said. "Not unless you've got a touch of clairvoyance yourself."
Jimmy didn't know what clairvoyance was, but he relaxed a little. He was ready to lay back