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A bit of everyday intuition about other humans is fine, but actually reading their minds? That could be a burden as much as a blessing! Emphasising that her psychic powers only work with animals, KristalClear prefers to describe herself as being demi-psychic.
“When we get to the Lab,” says CandiCrush, “I want you to be on the look out for any signals. Even if you can’t do humans you might pick up on something subtle that the rest of us have missed.”
“Or perhaps one of the dogs will let you know if they’ve spotted something?”
—o—
Constable Walker is already at the Lab, chatting with her Garrison counterpart TedTalker.
Walker is a bright, cheerful, attractive young lady in her mid twenties, and she wears the customary police summer uniform all year round. The badge on her peaked cap has an impression of a silver wolf symbolising the Wolfland Constabulary. At 23 years of age, TedTalker resembles the smart character on the recruitment posters. He’s the archetypal British Military Police officer with a red peaked cap, bearing the same silver wolf badge.
“Inside job is what they’re saying,” says TedTalker, “but whoever it is, is cleverly masking their activity. We’ve not detected any misuse of keys, nor anything strange about the doors or windows.”
“It can’t be the lab staff themselves?” asks Walker.
“Never in a million years! All the civilian staff in the Garrison are high calibre. Everybody has security clearance. And it’s not Captain Thomson nor Commander Crush either, they’re the only other people who know how the Lab works.”
“And no other possible leads?” asks Walker, “nobody with a grudge or a grievance?”
“Zilch!”
“What do we know actually went missing?”
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