She could force people to do things based on a manipulation of their feelings. Make them want to hold hands and beat the hell out of Riley. Make them want to take in a little girl out of nowhere and drive cross-country with her. Make them want to kill themselves.She couldn’t put pictures in people’s minds. That was something Bill did to himself all on his own. He genuinely saw the amusement park shiny and new and filled with people. As we walked, he waved and nodded at folks only he could see. From time to time, he had us weave left or right, as if making his way through a tangled crowd.He took us to a tiny building and shoved a dollar through the boarded-over window. After a minute, he took non-existent tickets from the non-existent attendant, and pulled me along toward the flattened Ferris wheel.Some of the wooden poles that indicated the ride queue remained, and he went to the end of it to wait.I tried to glance around for Gris without seeming suspicious. Wherever he was, I didn’t spot him.
