It snuck up on her at weird times. Earlier, some idiot had been weaving in and out of traffic, talking on the phone, applying makeup and smoking. Frustrated, Celine had snapped, “Would you either hang up the fucking phone or just stop the car?” If there had been a lot of traffic on the road, there would have been a mess. As it was, the driver ended up nose-down in a nearby ditch, dazed, confused. And still gripping the phone and talking to whomever on the other end of the line. Jacob had been driving. He’d said, “Perhaps we should keep you away from interstates until you have a handle on this.” Now he seemed determined to make her get a handle on it. “I don’t think you can help me with this,” she snapped. “You don’t even know what I’m doing to them, damn it.” “Don’t I?” He leaned forward. “You’re hypnotizing them. It’s not terribly complicated. You’ve got the power of suggestion and it seems that you have to vocalize it for it to have power.
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