sardonically. 'Though she thinks of it more as a curse. She found out that she's a Pandora.'
'Pandora?'
'Another term would be a facilitator. She can release the dormant psychic talents of those around her. She doesn't know exactly how it works, but she thinks it's triggered by extreme emotion and she has to touch them. That's why she isn't practicing medicine right now. She can't take the risk.'
'Risk?'
'Some people can't accept the release. They can't handle it.' He paused. 'There have been… deaths.'
She shook her head incredulously. 'This is totally bizarre. I've never even heard of anything like that.'
'Neither did Megan. Imagine how she feels.'
'I have to imagine,' she said flatly. 'Because I can't believe it.'
Phillip shrugged. 'That's your privilege. You asked, I answered. But is it any more unbelievable than the fact that she's a Listener? You seem to have accepted that premise.'
'That's… different.'
'Because you've been a witness and gone through the experience with her. She was hoping you wouldn't even have to know she was a Pandora. But you touched her and that means we have to be on watch.'
'You're saying I might die?'
'I'm saying that in two cases the subject went mad and that resulted in death. In another case there was no ill effect and he seems to be handling the gift.' He made a face. 'Though he'd rather go back to the way he was before.'
'And that came just from touching one of these Pandoras?'
'She thinks that's the trigger. She can't be certain. As I said, this is new to Megan. She doesn't know any of the nuances. The releasing of the talent occurred after she touched the subjects during a moment of intense emotionalism. At first she wouldn't even accept that she was the one responsible.'
'I wouldn't either.'
The corner of Phillip's lips lifted in a half smile. 'Because you may be very much alike. Megan has always been practical and levelheaded. Then her life was turned upside down and she's been trying to get it back on track. She loved being a doctor. It's killing her to not go back to medicine. It's the measure of how much she believes that she could hurt her patients that she refuses to take the chance.'
'There has to be another explanation.'
'And I hope we all find it. Until that happens, I'd just as soon you stay close so that I can keep an eye on you.'
'To see that I don't go off my rocker?' she asked dryly. 'And what great psychic gift am I supposed to develop?'
He shrugged. 'Whatever talent is latent in you. Telepathy, mind reading, healing. I understand some psychics are supposed to be able to predict the future, communicate with the departed, and find lost objects.'
'And you believe these things are possible?'
'I know some of them are possible. I've experienced the benefits of one of them.'
'Which one?'
He shook his head. 'I promised I wouldn't talk about it.'
'How convenient.' She gazed back at Megan's face. Dear God, she wished she'd regain consciousness. 'And how long am I supposed to be under this surveillance?'
'I don't know. I understand sometimes the subject shows signs of the release of talent at once and then in others there's a delay. We don't know how long that delay might be. We just don't know enough about it. Megan has been planning on investigating any other possible Pandoras she can find to try to find out answers. You didn't give her the opportunity before you pulled her into that swamp.'
'Pandora…' Eve thought about the name. 'The mythological woman who opened the box and let out all troubles into the world?'
'It depends on what myth you read. Pandora kept hope in the box, why not other virtues?'
The lady with the box.
What had Bonnie said about the lady with the box?
The lady with the box. Pandora.
'What are you thinking?' Phillip's eyes were narrowed on her face.
'Nothing important.'
How could Megan have hurt Eve? She was the one who had damaged Megan.
Unless this bizarre story of Megan's being a facilitator had a small basis of truth.
'Don't be so worried,' Phillip said gently. 'Megan would be the first to tell you this talent is wildly erratic. She's worked with patients for years and there was no sign of any change in them. It's just that we have to be careful.'
'And Joe wouldn't be affected by this craziness?'
He shook his head. 'Extreme emotion is one of the necessary elements. Megan was unconscious. No, you're the one we have to watch.'
Poor Megan, Eve thought, she didn't want to hurt anyone and she was caught up in this tornado of guilt and pain. She reached forward and touched Megan's hand. 'I think you've drawn a blank this time. I'm feeling perfectly normal,' she whispered. 'And I'm sure you'll be relieved to hear about it. So why don't you come back and we'll talk?'
Megan didn't stir.
Phillip pushed back his chair. 'I'll go get us a cup of coffee. Sandwich?'
Eve shook her head. 'Not now.'
She settled back in the chair and waited for Megan to wake.
EVE WENT OUTSIDE THE HOSPITAL and called Joe on her cell phone six hours later. 'Megan's still unconscious. I'm going to stay with her until she wakes up. What's happening?'
'Media all over the place. I've filled out the report on Kistle.' He paused. 'I said I'd shot him while attempting arrest.'
'Then you'd better change it. I'm going to tell the truth.'
'Hell, they'll give me a medal. There's no reason for you to be involved.'
'Except the truth.'
'We'll talk about it later. I called Jane and told her what had happened. She's pissed.'
'Of course she is. We knew that would be a given.'
'I'll be at the hospital as soon as I can. I have to take the police to the island and let them-' He stopped.
'Open those graves,' she finished, and then went on with an effort, 'Show them the memory box, Joe. It had names on most of his damn souvenirs. Are they going to let the media go with you?'
'No,' he said curtly. 'I've told them they can either have me to lead them to the island or the media. No one is going to be allowed on that island until every one of those bodies has been exhumed. I promise you, Eve.'
'That's good. Those parents don't need a media circus going on while they're trying to cope. I just visited Laura Ann. Her mother was there with her in her room and she seemed fine. We don't know what the effect of that horror will be down the road, but she's tough. I think she'll make it.' Laura Ann might have memories and nightmares all her childhood, but at least she was alive and would have a childhood. Not like those children on Kistle's island. 'I've got to get back to Megan. Call me when you get through at the island, Joe.'
'Right.' He hung up.
She put her phone back in her pocket and went back inside the hospital. Joe wasn't finished with the island and he'd probably be hours out there with the police.
She wasn't finished either. She had been worried about Laura Ann's memories, but what about her own? There were still unanswered questions that had to be answered.
And the most important one might have to be answered by Megan Blair.
MEGAN WAS STILL UNCONSCIOUS when Eve reached her room.
Phillip looked up. 'The doctor came by and checked her vital signs. He said he might have to call in a neural specialist if she doesn't respond. He says there could be some underlying problem. He doesn't know what else to
