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MIND GAMES

CHAPTER 3: I'M FRIENDS WITH A CONVICT?!? (SPOILER ALERT/Morgan's POV)

We all stood in silence for a moment, until Sweets finally spoke.

"Okay, Morgan…. Here, let's sit down first. This may take a while." He pulled a chair over for me, and I sat down cautiously, still quite confused. Sweets and Zack were seated across from me.

"Here's the thing. When I said that Zack killed someone, I meant that he stabbed the man in the heart until he died." I nodded. That's what he had told me, though I still couldn't believe it. "That isn't actually what happened. When Zack killed him, all he actually did was tell the Master, Gormogon, where to find the lobbyist so that the current apprentice could stab him. That guy is dead now, he was killed so that Zack could take his place." Sweets finished and sat back in his chair, to let me consider what I'd just heard.

I had known Zack wasn't really a killer. That was the first thought I'd had about him. I simply could not believe that he was capable of murdering anyone, even though he had. "It makes perfect sense," I said, unaware that I was thinking aloud.

"What?" asked Sweets, confused. That was obviously NOT the response he was expecting.

"Yeah, I get it!" I exclaimed, standing. "Zack confessed to murder so he wouldn't go to prison. Now you want me to be your 'secret keeper' and try to get him out of here!"

"You got that after five minutes?" demanded Sweets, sounding almost angry.

"Um, yeah?" I answered quietly.

"Wow," he whispered, seeming fascinated. Loony shrinks.

"So, are we going to get started?" I asked, trying to switch the subject away from me.

"Yes. Um, I guess we'll start with the lobbyist case."

"That sounds like a good idea," said Zack, speaking for the first time. I had honestly forgotten he was even there.

Sweets began by telling me everything he knew about Gormogon ("That's not what he's called," Zack corrected, "He is The Master") and all of his killings (Eatings? Okay, EW!) After a while I realized that I was paying a little too much attention to what Zack was saying, more than Sweets, at least. I told myself it was because he was new to me, but I didn't really believe it. I hoped no one noticed.

By the end of the discussion, I guessed that I knew more about "The Master" than everyone who had worked on the cases combined. Sweets would have told me more, but he had to get me back to the Jeffersonian before anyone became suspicious. We were trying to keep this project under wraps until Zack was out of the Loony Bin. Which was going to happen. It had to.

"So, what do you think?" Sweets asked me once we were in the car.

"About what?" I asked, hoping I hadn't missed anything he said.

"Zack, duh!" Oh god. At least twice I'd caught myself staring off into space while Sweets was talking. This never happened with Zack. Had Sweets noticed?

"Oh, well he's okay. Definitely not a killer, I knew that. To be honest, I thought he'd been possessed." I became aware that I was talking quite fast. I stopped talking and said nothing for the rest of the car ride.

As we walked into the building, I could have sworn I heard Sweets chuckle.

END OF CHAPTER 3

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