{Oh shit.}
{What?}
{There’s a couple of guys in a car outside waiting for me to come out of the restaurant.}
{Who are they?}
{Members of the cult, according to their thoughts. What do I do?}
{Can you describe them?}
{I can’t see them.}
{Go back to the counter and order something to eat, even if it’s only a small Coke and an order of fries. Take a table in the busiest part of the dining room and make that food last for fucking ever, got it?}
{Got it.}
{Once you’re sitting down, link up with me, and we’ll probe their minds a bit—maybe even get a description of one of them from the other one, okay?}
{Okay.}
The few minutes it took Nate to obtain his Coke and fries were the longest few minutes of my life
Finally, he sent, {Okay, I’m sitting down.}
{Let’s do it.}
Nate and I went into total rapport which increased our strength, and it didn’t take long to get the information I needed.
{Now I’m going to call you on your cell phone.}
{Why?}