and better yet, single. The door had been shut, his new host down for the count, for about ten seconds when he heard the lift open.
For several long moments he could do nothing but wait, and hope, and make himself appear as an empty place in the universe.
When he heard some of them come tearing back out, and the lift went down, he knew his plan had worked. Yes, part one had gone very well-it was good to know he could still improvise.
Time for part two.
He found a roll of heavy tape in the kitchen and used it to bind up everyone who was still alive. He taped their mouths shut, too-everyone except the cop, Girard. He prodded Girard awake, scanning as he did so.
"What a complicated life you have," he said to Girard, as the cop's eyes flickered open. "Not one woman, but two. I've never really understood that, myself. I've never been able to be in love with more than one woman at a time. Here you have two, and you may lose them both because of your greed. You should be ashamed of yourself."
"Ah. You want to change the subject. Good enough, I don't have time to be polite. We're going to use your link to make a call. You're going to tell them that Paul admitted it was all a ruse, that I've been gone for hours, and that I'm on the train to Amsterdam. I'll give you all of the information. Now, before you can object, let me tell you why you are going to do this, and why you'll do it just as I say.
"See, I could make you do it, but that would be very painful for you, and more important, fatiguing for me. On the other hand, I can easily slip into your mind, hear your every word before you say it. I'll know if you plan to betray me. If you try that, not only will you not have a chance of succeeding, but I'll kill one of these people and then we'll