Adam had dropped Sameh off at Delilah’s half an hour before. On the drive to the office, he’d tried to apply some rational thinking to the whole issue of Sameh and the abilities she had. He needed to figure out whether there were other people who could do what she did. For all he knew, her talents weren’t so strange after all. And if that were so, maybe his earlier ideas about her delusions as to where she was from and where she was heading back to were right. It would be such a relief to know that she was just a little wacky. A person with mental problems could be helped these days. He’d get the best shrinks in the business for her, he’d… Damn it to hell, he didn’t know what to do. The trouble was, he no longer really believed his own rationale about Sameh’s mental instability, and he found that trying to be objective about her was hopeless. He needed help with this whole mess, and the only person he trusted enough to talk to about it was Bernie. As usual, when Adam walked into his partner’s office, Bernie was focused on his computer screen.
