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details. Kahn told him about what had happened at the bar.
    “Okay, this is what you’re gonna do, for a start don’t use any names over the phone anymore, okay?”
    “Okay.”
    “You remember the place where my friend paid you last time?”
    “Yes.”
    “Good, go there and find him. You tell him what happened; he’ll make sure you’re not being followed and give you help, got it?”
    “Yeah, got it.”
    “I’ll tell him to meet you there. Now I want you to smash that phone to pieces and throw it away, do it now and go.” He hung up.
    Kahn looked at the phone, then reluctantly let it fall to the ground. He stomped on it twice then picked it up and dropped it in a nearby waste bin.
    Joe stayed in his thoughts as he hurried to his meeting. Joe asked questions to uncover exactly what role Kahn had in the whole operation and Kahn answered freely, thinking his subconscious was speaking to him.
    “Why are the Feds after you ?”
    “I don’t know,” Kahn thought, “it must be about those two men I had to pick up. Shit, I hope they don’t think I’m helping them.”
    “Where are the men now?
    “I don’t know and I won’t do any more work for Ricky. If he wants to get mixed up in this kind of shit, then he can go ahead without me.”
    Kahn was relieved to see that he was very close to his rendezvous point with Ricky’s friend. Crossing the back alley that led to the building, he heard someone behind him call his name. He turned quickly to take a look and what he saw was a frightening image – a man holding a pistol, steadily training it at his chest. Through Kahn’s eyes, Joe saw the man pull the trigger once. The gun roared and the bullet slammed furiously into Kahn’s chest. Kahn fell to the floor and put his hands weakly to his chest. In a second, the assailant was standing over Kahn. He pulled the trigger again and as the bullet entered Kahn’s head, Joe exited his mind immediately.
    “Holy shit!”
    Joe was at work, at a building site and he made an excuse to his Boss that he needed to go fetch something from his car. Sitting in his car in L.A. with his eyes closed, he recalled with horror what he had just witnessed in San Francisco. It had been especially frightening because when the bullets had entered Kahn, he had felt the blinding pain for a split second. Joe concentrated hard and tried to contact Kahn again. He detected a little whiff of consciousness in Kahn’s body and he zoomed into his mind.
    “Who was that man? Who shot you?!”
    There was no reply.
    “Who shot you?”
    Listening closely, he realized Kahn’s body was empty. There was no life in him.
    “No, no, no!” Joe screamed, punching the steering wheel and crying in frustration because he was unable to do anything. His first thoughts were to tell Alice to go help him but he knew Kahn was beyond helping and Alice would then have to reveal to the Feds how she knew that Kahn had just been shot.
    The eventual revelation that Alice and Joe communicated telepathically was also something that would be hard to explain away especially since the Feds would ask how long the telepathy had been going on. Hopefully, he didn’t have to deal with that now; Kahn was a dead man.
     
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    Alice was enjoying her coffee and listening to Burrows and Campbe ll banter. They both seemed to think that Kahn was the exact person they were looking for, and that he’d do something stupid. She was in an excited mood as they waited for a phone call. Campbell thought the next call he’d receive was to say they had the boy under surveillance and that they could to return to the office.
    Joe popped into Alice’s mind and seeing that she was enjoying her coffee with Burrows and Campbell, he whispered,
    “Alice, could you go to the rest room, we’ve got to talk.”
    Alice could feel the tension in Joe’s words. “Guys, I think this coffee has gone right through me,” she said, pretending to blush. “I need to do a quick number 1. I’ll be right