110 Hyper Awareness (2/2)

Not all super babies are recorded and tracked by Shield. Most of them are, but most is not all.

I turn around and scan the surrounding.

Everyone within my vision are being analyzed by Selene, and through her connection with Shield, their entire history pops up for me to revise.

With his ever-growing computational powers housed within the expansive space of the storage ring, Legion helps me narrows down all the possible suspects. If it is wasn't for all this computational power, detecting brainwaves is just not possible.

It didn't take long for a single profile to remain within my vision.

And while I have a quick read through the profile provided, the sensor focuses on the woman to record her brainwaves. The shaded window of a police vehicle does impede the sensor and detector slightly, requiring some compensations and extrapolations in the results.

Even so, her brainwaves are off the chart. Its peaks are much higher than Allision, meaning her ability is more outrageous. It is either that or she is actively using her ability at the moment. The latter is far more likely since Selene tells me what she is looking at from the passenger seat – the restaurant.

As that is the case, I suppose Hyper Awareness requires just more brain power than Perfect Recall.

It does make sense since Hyper Awareness allows a person to observe and see everything. For a police consultant, this gives her an edge over all the others. Her brain allows her to see the crime happening in her mind with extreme accuracy.

And I think the woman just notice me looking at her. Her eyes match mine despite there is a windshield between us. This could be a problem.

Jimmy and Johnson will have a time of their life against such an opponent.

There is a certainty that they will try to have her killed. Is that why she is sitting in the car and watching from afar instead of entering the restaurant and helping out with the investigation up close?

In any case, this will be one interesting battle. It will allow me to see her ability in action.

”Something is wrong, Max?”

Sandra asks me when I just stood there in silence, staring into the distance. Even Antigone is slapping my head once she becomes the victor of the battle against Lexi.

Antigone is more special than Lexi because I care for Antigone personally. It is simple as that.

”No. Nothing is wrong.”

I response and turn around and join Sandra and Lexi. Shield marks the woman and keeps a close watch on her for me.

Hyper Awareness isn't one of my natural abilities, but Selene can do the same through technology, so there really is no need to hurry.

Besides, it isn't like that person is using her gift for selfish gain like Lexi has done. Her sense of justice is very strong, and I would love to break that sense of justice.

Justice – funny word.

It does not mean what you think it mean.

Sandra didn't believe me, but she didn't press the matter. Lexi didn't say anything because she is still sulking inside. To lose a baby in a staring contest. It must have hurt her pride.

”What do you say to a bit of barbeque?”

I suggest when we are heading towards the homeless shelter. Halle is there with her family. They are not her real family, but her family, nonetheless.

”Barbeque?”

Sandra queries and I nods. She didn't have any opinion one way or another since she just likes to spend time with me, preferably alone and in bed.

I am too but enabling her all the time will makes the good time less fun. When people work very hard to get what they want, they will appreciate it more when they have it.

This is why I constantly gives Lexi the cold shoulder, but not so much that she feels alienated. She does have some good points herself.

”What about you, Lexi? Would you like some barbeque with me and Sandra and everyone else, as one big happy family?”

Lexi is more than happy to. And it isn't about the barbeque. It is because I have directed the question at her personally, just to show her I do have her in mind. She isn't like a pet or anything of sort. She is her own person.

Women – they are creature of high maintenance.

But if you know what buttons to push, women can be easy to manipulate.

”Hello, Miss Berry. May we join you?”

I ask when we are at the homeless shelter. As I did, several food trucks arrive with a big red label with a single word on the side, starting with the letter H.

And Antigone is super excited, climbing out of my embrace and reaching out her tiny hands the trucks.

Yup. Easy to manipulate.