Sara Raft, Agent Of Nothing, Part 8

I walk into the office confident, though also curious. What was it that he had to tell me? Hopefully he wasn't confessing love... he wouldn't do that... would he?

Though when I finish my walk in, and almost immediately hear his voice. Though he doesn't sound excited, he's flat.

"Hello Sara." he says.

"Hey... I'm not paying for this am I?"

"No, but lets be serious, what am I about to tell you, has to be kept secret."

"Fine, but why the secrecy?"

"This stuff could ruin my career."

"But?"

"What makes you think there's a but?"

"You asked me here."

"Point. I felt you have the right to know this. You see, before I owned this office, I worked at a mental asylum."

"So?"

"One of my patients, was the man you fought, James Wilson."

"What?"

"Yeah, and I still have my notes."

"Wouldn't those belong to the asylum?"

"I made copies, now do you want me to share them or not?"

"Yes, please."

"Fine, so James father was..."

"John Wilson? The politician?"

"Yes."

"Wasn't John..."

"Assassinated? Yes."

"That was terrible, he seemed like a good man." This is getting interesting.

"Good to see you know history. Now James was never sane to begin with, but when his father was killed he finally lost it. He blamed the political system for his father's death, he said that he wanted to kill everyone in politics.

Then his powers manifested."

"When was that?"

"It happened when he heard about his father. Two cops had come by to give him the news. He  got angry, the report says he was breathing heavy and muttering to himself. Then he screamed, and everyone and everything started to float in the room. That didn't help, he got scared, and panicked. Then everything fell, and the two cops... were killed. Then everything started to go downhill."

"It got worse?"

"Much worse. The families of the men sued and won. James and his mother, Myra, lost everything, and James lost it. He told me that he kept hearing these words in his head 'Son... I don't know how to tell you this... but your father... is dead.'"

"Are those the words..."

"I think they're what triggered his powers. But he also told me that the voices never stopped. Never."

"So then what happened?"

"He was released from the asylum. It didn't take him long for him to figure out what he wanted, and the second he acted reformed, he got out. He needed a Oscar for his acting."

"So he gamed the system."

"Yep."

"Do we know what his powers are?"

"It looks like, telekinesis, and telepathy, but those are just the ones that we know about."

"Can I ask one more question."

"Shoot."

"Do you agree that the system killed his father?" H e gave me a very dark look, that was impossible to read.

"No. Of course not. You better go now." So I leave.