63 Publicity Stunt POV (2/2)
And the case becomes high profile due to the public outcry.
It is what Mr. Maxwell wanted.
Speaking of the man, he awaits for me when I exited the courthouse with my boss.
His baby daughter is no longer with him, so it will probably be all businesses.
Somehow, I wish his daughter is with him. At least then, I won't be alone with a lion.
Actually, my boss is a lion. He is something much worst.
What I know of him or actually don't know of him scares me more than a little.
I am actually very scare.
”Have a good day, Mr. Simmons. I will be borrowing Miss Allison for a little while. I will have her back to you in one piece tomorrow or the day after, hopefully.”
Mr. Maxwell tells – orders – my boss. My boss gives his farewell and enters his limousine without any further question.
Wait a second!
What did he mean by giving me back in one piece? I hope he is only joking.
It is hard to tell from his calming expression.
”Walk with me, Miss Allison.”
He requests and begins walking away from the courthouse.
I have no choice but to follow.
”I have heard many great things about you from Mr. Simmons, Miss Allison. He holds you in very high regard. And your work is exemplary. I believe that you will do very well as a senior of the firm. A ring will be given to you in the upcoming days and you will be informed of things you might not even have any thought about.”
He pauses for a moment.
We are standing at a crosswalk. Dozens of people are passing us by.
”Now that is out of the way, let's talk about something more important.”
He adds and begins crossing the street.
”Something more important...?”
I question as I follow him.
What could be more important than that?
”Your photographic memory.”
I swallow hard.
So it is about that.
I have always hid my ability of perfectly recall everything I have seen or heard since it feels so unnatural even for eidetic or photographic memory.
However, nothing can be hidden from the firm. They knows everything about me, from the moment I was born to this very second.
It is quite scary in fact.
”What about it, sir? It is just a photographic memory. It helps me remembers what I read more clearly than most people, but it shouldn't be anything special.”
Maximilien laughs and shakes his head.
”Nothing any special, huh? Please don't lie to me, Miss Allison. I get a little angry when people do, and you won't like it when I am angry.”
I tense up.
He knows!
He knows!
Oh my gosh! He knows!
”I...”
”Do not worry, Miss Allison. You are the next step in our evolution. I am very curious though, what is the first thing you can remember? Is it when you open your eyes and see your father holding you up with tears in his eyes? Is it as clear as if it just happen a second ago?”
”Yes...”
I answer weakly. I actually remember things much earlier than that. I did open my eyes in my mother's womb, but I think he also knows about that as well.
”You don't need to be afraid, Miss Allison. I won't dissect you or anything like that, but I do need to examine your brain a little. It will probably hurt a little. Alright, I lied. It will hurt a lot. But I promise you that you won't remember any of it afterwards, and your sacrifice will be greatly compensated.”
I actually want to run away after hearing that.
However, the entire surrounding change before I could.
Instead of standing in the middle of the street, crowded with people, I am now in a white laboratory with several scientists.
They are expecting me.
There is a metal chair in the middle of the room. It is surrounded with medical tools.
”How...? Wait. No! No! Please!”
They grab me and drag into the chair as I scream and kick, begging them not to.
They strap me to the seat, locking my arms and legs in place. My neck and head is held in place by a metal collar.
Several laser pointers come out of the collar.
I don't think they are just simple laser pointers.
Those are actual laser!
I can feel the heat!
They are going to open my head up!
No!
No!
Someone help me!
Someone please!
No! No!
My eyes become watery. No one can save me from this place, wherever this place is.
”It is very unfortunate that we cannot disable your pain receptors... so you will feel everything. But it will be over quickly, Miss Allison.”
Mr. Maxwell tells me calmly, but his words send chills throughout my body.
Excruciating pains come after.