Straight Browsing from the Library: One of Two by S.R. Cronin

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Telepathy creates as many problems as it solves, as everyone in the secret organization x0 would admit. When new member Lola discovers another group of telepaths with a totally different approach, those problems multiply at the speed of thought.

Soon, Lola’s family and friends are in danger. Lucky for her, she’s not your average budding psychic. Each person she is close to has a special gift of their own. That’s good, because it’s going to take every power they possess to stop these others from tearing apart x0.

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Gabriel decided to bring the monad Ezra from Tel Aviv because he’d once been in an interrogation unit in the army. For the second man, he considered several before picking Chidi, the Nigerian. Chidi’s mental abilities were immense, and even when Chidi smiled he looked scary to most people. Gabriel was betting few things would terrify an old man from Texas more than being at the mercy of an angry Nigerian.

Unfortunately, once the three boarded Warren’s jet, it became apparent this particular Nigerian objected to the mission.

“I’m an educated gentleman, and was raised to respect the elderly. I do not to try to force information out of old men.”

“You don’t have to do anything but stand there and look pissed,” Gabriel said. “We’ll do the rest.”

Ezra was chuckling. “Don’t worry. I used to be so good at this, and no one knew why, not even me. I just got ideas about what was the truth. After a while, they let me run with what they called ‘my instincts.’ Once I started picking at secrets I had no way of knowing, the captive would break like glass.” He gave Chidi a friendly punch on the arm. “No violence needed.”

Gabriel hated to derail this good cheer, but he reminded Ezra about the psychic wall surrounding the old man. “Your point is good, though. We need him to believe he has no hope. We’ll have to find other ways to do it.”

“I don’t understand why we can’t ignore these people. They seem simpleminded and harmless, with no ambition other than to stay hidden,” Chidi said. “In my country, we have enough trouble. We don’t go looking for more.”

“Warren calls the shots.” Ezra shrugged. “He wants us to be the only organization of telepaths in the world. I say we thank him and eliminate the competition.”

MEET THE AUTHOR

Sherrie Roth grew up in Western Kansas thinking there was no place in the universe more fascinating than outer space. After her mother vetoed astronaut as a career ambition, she went on to study journalism and physics in hopes of becoming a science writer.

She published her first science fiction short story and then waited a lot of tables while she looked for inspiration for the next tale. When it finally came, it declared to her it had to be a whole book, nothing less. One night, while digesting this disturbing piece of news, she drank way too many shots of ouzo with her boyfriend. She woke up thirty-one years later demanding to know what was going on.

The boyfriend, who she had apparently long since married, asked her to calm down. He explained that, in a fit of practicality, she had gone back to school and gotten a degree in geophysics and had spent the last 28 years interpreting seismic data in the oil industry. The good news, according to Mr. Cronin, was she found it at least mildly entertaining and ridiculously well-paying. The bad news was the two of them had still managed to spend almost all of the money.

Apparently she was now Mrs. Cronin, and the further good news was they had produced three wonderful children whom they loved dearly, even though to be honest that is where a lot of the money had gone. Even better news was that Mr. Cronin turned out to be a warm-hearted, encouraging sort who was happy to see her awake and ready to write. "It's about time," were his exact words.

Sherrie Cronin discovered that over the ensuing decades Sally Ride had already managed to become the first woman in space and done a fine job of it. No one, however, had written the book that had been in Sherrie's head for decades. The only problem was the book informed her it had grown into a six book collection. Sherrie decided she better start writing before it got any longer. She's been wide awake ever since, and writing away.

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