I'd like to share the next part to the story that I found:
“Glad to see that you have arrived,” Ward turned to
face the door just before his roommate entered.
He was still getting used to the idea that these ‘sixth-senses’ as he called
them could be, and would be, developed further.
He still had is doubts about their motives he had spent most of his life
suspicious what others had wanted or told him.
The research they had showed him had been impressive, but then again
reality was always a downer. The man
that came in the door was about his age with his dark hair cut almost army
close with that All-American look in contrast to Ward’s brown hair and simple
cut. He was also about two inches taller
than Ward. His clothes showed that he
could and had afforded more than the three other men that had been with Ward in
the van.
“Nice to meet you,” and Ward trailed off as he
extended his hand. The other man’s grin
widened.
“Careful, they’ll like that,” and he shook Ward’s
hand, “Name’s Robert B. Malone, but most people call me Bobby.”
“Ward.”
“To answer your questions, I’ve only been here a
couple of days and yes they can deliver what they promise I believe,” Bobby’s
talents seemed to more advanced than Ward would have guessed. “By the way, no trick there. That’s what they brought us here to do
right? We are supposed to be able to
learn how to read other’s minds and thoughts.
There most intimate feelings and yet not be able to be caught at
it. We aren’t going to be just normal
spies, we will become super spies.”
“I take it you like to talk?” Ward turned and started to store his gear.
“Not really, but it looks as if you could use a
friend,” Bobby flopped down on his bed and stared at the ceiling gently move
with the wind. They didn’t have much
more time as the speakers went off and they were off to orientation and
training right away.
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