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Wade glared at them. He had told them, because he had been worried, not because he wanted his daughter to be trained as a soldier who killed mercilessly. He might be a mercenary, but he didn't want his kid to be one.
Doctor Cary Lowe was a normally disinterested woman. She didn't even crack a smile at his jokes. Now, as she stood before a picture of a normal brain and a telepath's brain, she looked excited. "Jamie being a telepath doesn't simply mean she hears thoughts," she explained, "telepaths are normally smarter than the average person, most probably because they hear so many things. They can enter the minds of those around them, alter their thought, memories and have a mental conversation with them. With some training I'm sure Jamie would be able to blow things up, even if she was countries apart from it."
Wade's patience snapped. He stood up, the chair screeching across the concrete floor. "Touch her," he said quietly, "and I will kill you."
The door slammed behind him, echoing around the room coldly.