Officers clustered around the grounds like bees who’d lost the ability to recognize the honey dance. The police called someone like me in when things were a little…different. A little off the beaten path. A little…paranormal. My mentor ensured my first case was a homicide. Jonathan assigned me to Rick Muller, a detective known for taking his psychic to murder scenes and burning them out as a result. Jonathan had snickered when he’d told me I was needed on scene, and said he’d be seeing more of me soon. My gut clenched as I neared the house. The use of nuclear weapons during the third world war released enough radiation to mutate DNA, and in the process, a portion of the population became something more than human. We barely survived the resulting fourth world war. As a sensate, I could serve my fellow beings or be consigned to the breeding program. Hence Jonathan’s reference to seeing more of me. He was the first male on my list.
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