21
The noises of the world return, and I look around. A guy wearing shades and a baseball cap, probably a student, is walking toward us. I phase into the Quiet and Guide him to sell me those items. When I phase out and begin the transaction, the guy wants a hundred bucks for the stuff. I debate Guiding him to give me a better price, but decide it would be too much like stealing and hand him the hundred-dollar bill. It’s bad enough he’s selling me things he wouldn’t have otherwise dreamed of selling.
“Great disguise,” Thomas says after I put my new gear on. He pulls out his own shades, the kind you often see ‘agents’ wearing. “Let’s take a look in the back.”
As I’d hoped, the back of his car is an armory.
“Take this,” he says, handing me a heavy revolver. I take it and tuck it behind my
