Thanks for the feedback so far, much appreciated. I want to give everyone a heads up on this one, there is a lot of non-sex stuff in this story because of the situation. While I want to be sure that aspect is included, I simply couldn't skip over this stuff. If someone where in this situation, there would be a LOT of figuring out to do, and to hand wave it would be lazy work in my opinion. So a heads up for you.
PART X
"What the hell did I do?" Brandi whispered to herself.
"That's Kory's voice. It's not a memory and it sure as fuck isn't some skill. It's Kory's voice and it sounds like it's, shit what, alive? Sentient? Conscious?"
Brandi swallowed and shuddered. "Jesus, what have I done? I ripped her out of, of HER!" She looked down at Kory's body and shuddered again.
"Good God, I didn't want this! What the hell am I? I just ripped a human's SOUL out of their body!" Brandi said as she felt herself beginning to panic.
"NO! Focus Brandi! Fucking get it together!" She snarled at herself. She forced herself to take several breaths slowly and get herself back under control. "That's it Brandi, that's it. This is a time to think and think very carefully."
Brandi took another long breath and then nodded. "Right. First, shower. I stink of sex and feel nasty. Then I need to get dressed and get the hell out of here. No one is expected, but I can't take the chance of someone coming by. Fuck. Can Kory hear me thinking? No, probably not, I can't hear her, only when I connect to that other desk. It's active somehow, but it's, cripes, blocked off somehow. Shit I had better be careful changing back to me, last thing I want is for Kory to hijack me and turn me into her! Fuck, how am I even going to work this?" Brandi muttered softly to herself. She felt better doing that than thinking it.
She got clean quickly and dressed fast. She looked around and saw Kory's laptop. She grabbed it, and then saw the coke on the mirror. She tapped it into a small bag. "Kory said this was synthetic, which means this might be more than just coke reacting with me. I need to have it examined. Shit, how do I move that on a plane?"
After checking around a bit more and being annoyed that she had not been able to really scan Kory for information she decided she had swept the room thoroughly.
"Now, what do I do with you?" Brandi said with a shudder as she looked at Kory's body. "God, those eyes, like a doll, empty, dead. Christ what a mess. Then again, I was going to leave you a fucking vegetable anyway since you were too fucking dangerous to let alone so this is just another way of doing it. Shit."
Brandi thought for a bit. "I could dump her body where they were going to dump mine. Fuck. And I have three other veggies lying around this house. God what a mess."
Brandi stood up.
"Okay. New plan. Time to ditch Megan." Brandi thought. She went into the garage and pulled Megan's still unconscious body out of the trunk and laid it next to Joe's body. Brandi had a bad feeling that Joe was likely dead, but she didn't want to find out and left the hidden body alone. She then looked out the front window. Aside from the car in the garage, there were two other cars out there. One she knew belonged to Frederick. But the other one, a regular Ford sedan which was nice but plain and normal, was what her memories said was a "dumper". A car, owned by a shell company, that could be abandoned after one use and then automatically reported as stolen due to a hidden hack in the Illinois DMV computer. It had a full tank of gas and all she needed to do was get the keys from a ring on the wall by the door.
"That will work. I think I need to have some time to myself anyway and a long drive will do fine." Brandi thought to herself.
Brandi then accessed her memories of the others and went back inside to gather some things. First, in one of the upstairs guest rooms Brandi found her stuff and her clothes she had packed for the hotel room. Then, Brandi went downstairs and found about $15,000 in loose cash in the room Big Joe had been working in along with a bunch of that coke Kory had been talking about. She took a good sample but made sure not to take enough to get busted for intent to sell. She then grabbed Kory's laptop. Looking around, Brandi cased the whole house room by room using her skills as a safe-cracker and burglar from Brenda. She had a feeling that there was something else to this place and she didn't want to leave anything behind if it could help her later on.
After some looking she found a small wall safe in one of the guest rooms. She disabled the alarm and opened it with little trouble. Aside from $10 K in cash and some bonds, she found a fake passport and driver's license, and a portable hard-drive.
"Looks like one of Kory's emergency stashes in case she ran into trouble. Hopefully this hard drive has dirt that I can use to make sure nothing comes after me." Brandi thought.
Brandi swept the house once more and after one last look at Kory's body, she got into the car and drove off. She did her defensive driving instructor proud and she was damn sure she had no tails of any kind as she headed west out of Chicago. She drove west for a while and then cut south along the Mississippi towards St. Louis.
The entire time she did her best to ignore the other "desk" in her head. Each time she mentally touched it, she would get a "Hello?". Each time the reply became much more panicked and Brandi could hear some real fear in Kory's voice.
"Shit, I wonder what this must be like, is it dark? Is it like a dream? God, what a mess." Brandi sometimes muttered. By the time she had reached St. Louis she had a plan in her head.
She checked into a nice hotel and then used her burn phone to make a call.
First she sent a text with a number that indicated she was in another form, and then a number that indicated mission success, and then a number that indicated she had a problem that she needed to talk about now.
After getting an acknowledgement on all three Brandi called.
"Yes." Mr. Case said.
"Good to hear your voice boss. Bottom line is that a genius woman was actually the puppet master in the situation. The client was targeted as a show of power to keep her minions in line, nothing more or less. Tell them to wait about a month or so and they should have no issues doing business other than the usual crooks."
"Excellent. I was beginning to get worried this one might be too tough for you. But you came through."
"Nothing is too tough for me boss. But we have some complications. The woman had me for tea and wouldn't let me go. I was able to duck out and I was able to beat her and four of her friends in cards. Full clean outs on two, and two I had to lights out. He might be really hung over, but the other one is certainly hung over."
There was silence on the line for a bit. "How are you?" Mr. Case asked after the pause.
"I am currently fine, but there is another complication. I'm not good with talking about this over the phone, but I have to address a problem I currently have with how well this woman makes tea. I am currently on a driving tour along the Canadian border and will need about two weeks to work it out."
Brandi was glad they had worked out some codes for situations like this. She had thought this a bit much, but as it was another thing to memorize and keep track of and the fact you could never be too careful she had gone along. What Brandi had told her boss was that aside from why the client had been targeted, he would be able to do business in Chicago. She had been captured but had been able to escape and had neutralized anyone involved with it via mind wipes, by knocking them out, and killing someone. She had also told her boss she had some issues with her abilities, she was working on it, but needed two days. She was moving south, but slowly and would try him later after the two days.
"I understand. Do you need one of my friends to stop by?" Meaning "Do you need me or some of my agents to help you?"
"No. I might in a couple of weeks, and I may need the cleaning service once done with the tea. But I will advise once the next tea party is done." Meaning "No yet, give me two days. I may need someone to clean up after me."
"I very much hope that you and your friends don't make too big a mess. I'd rather not have to use the cleaning service if possible." Meaning "I really hope you don't have to have me send someone to clean this up, it's not good business to do that."
"Me too. Talk to you soon boss."
Brandi sat back and sighed as she hung up. She ordered room service, two very large meals and a bunch of appetizers, and ate everything. She sighed when she was done.
"No helping it. I need to, well, talk to Kory."
Brandi sat down in her bed, relaxed as much as she could, closed her eyes and reached out to the other desk.
"Kory?"
"Who's that! Please! Talk to me! Where am I?" Kory voice replied in a very panicked tone.
"Kory, listen. LISTEN! Okay, there you go. What can you see? What can you feel?" Brandi asked.
