Edge Of Mercy – Allie Therin

“What do you mean?” “I was at my parents’ house yesterday when my dad got a call.” Gretel swallowed hard. “I heard part of the conversation. This person wanted to do dinner, but asked my dad to meet him at AMI first.” Jamey’s eyebrows went up. “Lieutenant Parson dismissed it,” Gretel said, deeply bitter. “Told me it was a coincidence.” Jamey poured boiling water into two mugs.

Parson had been her supervising officer when she’d been a detective on the force. Empathy- related investigations were a federal, not state affair, and shrouded in secrecy to boot; Parson very well might be under orders not to let the SPD follow any leads. But Jamey wasn’t on the force anymore. She could follow any damn lead she wanted. “Do you know who called your dad?” she asked as she set a mug in front of Gretel and took the seat next to her with the other mug.

“I think I do.” She wrapped her hands around the mug. “But no one is ever going to believe me.” Jamey leaned in. “I will believe you,” she promised quietly. “You could tell me it was the president and I’d still believe you.” Gretel let out a shaky breath. There was a look of despair in her eyes that Jamey recognized all too well from other victims who believed justice was beyond their reach. “My dad mentioned coming out of retirement and called the person Charles. I assumed he was talking to Charles Stone.”

Jamey’s eyes widened. “Charles Stone as in Stone Solutions? Cedrick Stone’s famous dad?” Gretel nodded. “My parents are friends with all of them.” She swallowed. “Were friends.” “Jesus,” Jamey muttered. But the more she thought it over, the more it made a twisted kind of sense. Who else besides a Stone would have enough power and resources to pull something like this off?

“Well, like I said, I believe you. Did you tell the SPD you suspect Charles Stone?” “Absolutely not.” Gretel reached for one of the herbal teas.

. . . Nowhere is the danger of empathy more greatly illustrated than by the recent events in British Columbia: the sabotage and jailbreak at our Polaris Empathic Research Institute; the violent deaths of so many of Dr. Nichols’s valuable scientists; the Vancouver ambush on Empath Initiative director Holt Traynor, who remains missing; and the subsequent raid on one of Stone Solutions’ Canadian offices. There are those who would claim these actions illustrate only the danger of corrupted empathy; who would protest the three empaths who carried out these actions were previously pacifists incapable of harm.

But we must remember that every pacifist empath is a ticking bomb with the potential to transform into a superhuman sadist, like the three corrupted empaths we now must catch. The events in British Columbia will not go unmet. We cannot tell the public the entire truth about empaths, but we will secure its unwavering support for our institution nonetheless. The empaths have their paranormal abilities, but we have opposed them since the emergence and are stronger and far more dangerous than they will ever anticipate.

They will find themselves cornered, captured and contained. To that end, I’m coming out of retirement to handle this personally. —Excerpt from a confidential internal memo at Stone Solutions If Evan Grayson had been asked if it’d be hard to catch three corrupted empaths who’d raised hell in BC, he would’ve said no. Didn’t matter that one of the empaths was his little brother, or that another had been a sunshiny therapist, or that the third looked real cute in an oversized hoodie. Grayson was the Dead Man: an elite anti-empathy defense without emotion or attachment; a perfectly engineered empath hunter, backed by the world’s most powerful anti-empathy institutions and uniquely capable of finding and neutralizing any empath.

Or at least, he was supposed to be. But maybe that third empath had scrambled Grayson’s good sense in the back seat of a truck and left his dick running the show, because here he was, days later, fully unable to stop shit. “Are you kidding me?”

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.

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