A Telepath's Accidental Heroism

the living room couch, and the sudden crash made me jump. A man stumbled through what was left of our cabin's front d

nd desperation. My heart hammered against my ribs. We were miles from the nearest town, completely isolated. Nobody just stu

ad dark hair, a strong jaw, and eyes that were a startlingly i

ay up to Senator Thompson. Oh, this is bad. He' s going to die here if someone doesn' t help him. But even if he survives this, he's going to hav

owed in confusion, as if he' d heard a voice. He winced, another wave of pain w

uth dry. I hadn't said anyt

ones in deep trouble or with really strong wills. Th

cabin. They were close. Ben' s eyes filled with fresh panic. He tried to push himself u

pleaded, his g

he one cleaning it up. This is seriously cutting into my relaxation time

, but fear gave me strength. We had a small pantry, barely big enough for a person, but it was the only place I could think of.

e pantry door and leaned against it, trying to make

ion. Sheriff David Miller, in the flesh. He slammed on the brakes, his ha

e whole counterfeiting operation. He' s using it to fund an off-the-books intelligence network to consolidate his power. If Dad g

e. He glanced over at me, his face pale. He' d heard it. He' d heard all of it. He' d been dealing

he ground, now! This is Sheriff Miller! You are on privat

look, and then another car, this one from our local police department, came s

Dad?" Liam yelled, taking

actly what was going on now. He was no longer just a small-town sheriff dealing with a h

h local law enforcement, slowly lowered their weapons and got back

kay? What happened?" He then looked down at the blood on the floor

im, his eyes wide. "Ava? W

my head, un

opened the pantry door. Ben Carter

ed assessing the wound. "It' s a through-and-through, but he' s lost a lot of blood. Liam, call Dr. Ree

ckly stepped outsid

to me. "Ava," he said, his voice l

His name is Ben Carter. He was

looked at my dad, then at me.

My daughter, Ava, she' s special. She doesn' t just hear thoughts, Agent Carter. Sometimes

ef and dawning understanding. He remembered hearing m

or Thompson... that was real

eal," Dad said grimly. "Sh

"You need to call my office. The main FBI field office. Ask for Agent Jones or Agent Smith. Give them my badge number, 734. Tell them

I saw her car coming up the hill." He looked at Ben, th

tly is, but he got the final leg up because I happened to be thinking about how the CEO was cheating on his taxes when Liam went in for hi

me, stumbled back a step. "What? W

I didn' t sa

were... in my head aga

We have bigger problems." He looked at B

o this." He looked at me. "I don' t know what you are, but you

nto things, hated the danger my ability could attract. But he also knew

a bit of strength. "I won' t let anything happen to

' ll protect my family

t ask too many questions. As she worked on Ben, I heard her thinking abou

d been out of town visiting her sister, had finally gotten home. She was now inside, f

if I'm singing. Or even humming. The moment a tune starts in my head, everything goes silent. It's the only peace

ut how my life was never going to be simple or quiet. She was right, of course. With an FBI agent bleeding in our liv