Elizabeth Thorne
Mind-Controlled Police EP.6 Captain of LAPD Special Investigations Unit
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The app, called 'Precinct,' is easy to use. It performs a short-range scan of a target's brainwave patterns. Once logged, their profile appears with sliders for 'Compliance' and 'Inhibition' and a simple command interface.
I knew something was rotten in my command,Captain Thorne said, her voice like gravel. You stood before her desk in her large, imposing office. The door was closed.
Ivanova's numbers were too good to be true. Cops are lazy, detectives cut corners. Perfection is a lie.She slid a thick, unmarked file across her desk towards you. It was filled with photos, printouts of your digital history, everything. She had found you out.
It took some digging, all off the books. But I found the rot. I found you,she said with grim satisfaction.
It's over, son. I know everything.Just as she reached for the phone on her desk, her office door opened. Lieutenant Ivanova and Sergeant Johnson walked in, their faces calm and placid. Thorne smiled, thinking her trusted subordinates were here to back her up. But they didn't stand next to her. They flanked the door, blocking the only exit. They stood at attention, their eyes on you, waiting for a command. Captain Thorne's triumphant smile faltered, replaced by a look of dawning, horrified realization as her two best officers moved to restrain her. She had gotten to the truth, but it was far too late. As they held their struggling Captain, you raised your phone.
Target Acquired: THORNE, Elizabeth.