The Miracle Workers of the End

and when your finger is touching the exact spot the trap door will open automatically.” As she obeyed the instructions the rectangular door under the seat opened and she took out the rather large, thick, hi-tech rifle. Putting her finger on the trigger, she pointed it at the agent, walking toward him.

“Slowly put all your weapons on this table,” she commanded as she pointed with her other hand, not taking her eyes off of him. She then scanned him for weapons and realized that he had a small knife still strapped to the middle of his back right over his belt.

“The knife too.”

“How could you know?” he blurted out but obligingly took off his jacket and then reached back and pulled out the knife and threw it on the table.

“If you fire that laser weapon at me you will also put a big hole in the side of the helicopter behind me. It’s not designed to be used in such closed quarters. It was made for shooting down aircraft.”

“If you make one false move we will all see what happens, won’t we?” Abby responded.

“How could you have possibly found it?” Roger asked in total amazement.

“These people have amazing powers,” the President answered him. “She can also read your mind so if you try something she will know as soon as you think it,” he added.

Abby wondered how the President knew that but before she could give him a scan he said with a smile, “I’m pretty smart, am I not?”

The Lord then gave Abby her instructions and she then said to the President.