Tennessee mind reader's Federal Agent

Adventure Crime Romance

Written in response to: "Write a story in which a character forms a connection with something unknown or forgotten." as part of What Makes Us Human? with Susan Chang.

As the days turned into nights, and the events that surrounded Delta's home grew into something more serious. Delta's family and a few other locals, who knew She was connected to surveillance and the underground started in to drive her crazy. Delta and her daughter Matilda which was still just a couple months old was pretty much held hostage in here dads' home both physically and mentally. After she started hearing she had felt like everyone was in her attic, she had already boarded all doors and entrances up in fear of them coming out on her. Delta wandered, (where are they?) she asked, (how did they get there?) and even what had she done. After her missing kid left the hospital with the people she was giving to, Delta started hearing the people who had her, and a man from a local Federal department. The hospital had sent Delta's daughter home with a local family whose daughter had her baby in her living room while in active addiction. It was easier for the black marketers to run adoption papers on a positive drug screen. While she was going through something no one single person should ever have too. While her family the couple locals and her dad's ex-wife's daughter were trying to pull off stealing and keeping everything, she had instore for her she would have never known. While her federal agent wasn't never here, she also was hearing four or five other field agents as well them also going by the same name. A few men didn't but the was here investigating what was going on. The one she started talking to that helped her gain control of her mind, Delta at her wits end was being surrounded nightly by everyone, people coming in and out of her home. She was witnessing people being held hostage as well as a trafficking ring. These people had kidnapped all the people they needed to pull off keeping everything that was hers and she was going crazy trying to get help, be the help, or just figure out were in the heck they were. She was talking to her federal agent, every morning she was waking up and he was there, she was his little convict. She would say when I write my book the back would have their wedding bands and, on the inside, would be engraved my federal agent and his would say my little convict. She seen him dresses in dress pants with his dress shirt sleeves rolled up a couple of times. It grew into something in here mind, but it was really a smile she hadn't ever had before. During the hardest storm of her life and people even so much as making her think Matilda was a baby doll. He or they that pretended to be him saved her. As days went by something happened to him in his office, Delta no longer heard him or was it because he had the little boy that was taken out of the trash can. The little boy in which was taken and murdered. She will never know. Delta still talking away to her Mr. Whomever but not seeing him figured out they was taking shifts. While going fond of several investigators Delta began to hear them name themselves or a couple did there was Mark who him and I at night talked, we had caught one of the kids smoking behind a tree in the yard next door. The ATF officer who turned his back on her, he had stood with his riffle on this back and stood back facing her as she sat on her dad's front porch. The company lawyer was one of the men she grew close to later being shot by her cousin. The couple of city officers that never went far. Delta still in the middle of everything began to question everything. (How had she fell in love with someone she had never really met?) Was he involved in everything she was hearing? The man was surrounded by all these people she was hearing, (had he set out to find the real one?) Did he pay someone to do all these things to her? all questions she still asks herself on a daily. After later witnessing the ATF officer getting shot, it was on a dock that had what looked to be round 6x6 post with rope on them the was six posts. There was a woman who she knew and so close nit to her and him standing in a white tee-shirt with a neon hat and was shot. Why, she asks herself. (Why was he meeting with the enemy?) She seen a man jump down from some ledge to save him, him now with a broken leg they are trying to get to safety, (did they?) she seen them but never knew where they were. She had traveled to town that day and it was pouring rain and seen them as if they were in her uncles back forty waited in the road, but they never came? People was watching them; I was seeing them and they were leaving the law to die or be taken hostage. Delta contacted every branch of law every day. Then there was here Marshal that she shared her location indefinity with, he too was one she would talk too They took him as well or seemed to be the problem. The city officers there was three one whom is a twin that is hostage somewhere they played him off dead after pretty much raping him and his twin brother trying to make them stop hearing me. Which had caught covid and was place in ICU the girl who raped him became pregnant, one of the men a woman that is involved had left her for a different woman also involved had come home from vacation and when dropped off was taken to be put to sleep an into the casket he went. This was the night Summer Wells was put under ground on the Mountain. Well not the man that was kidnapped Delta said, but the officers being raped. The kidnapping was two weeks later. Delta spent the entire Sunday working in the garage with her dad crying with these men, and one of them telling me go see for myself. Delta, didn't know there was twins she only knew of the one city office that had saved her from her domestic baby daddy. On Monday, she goes to the funeral home before services and sees a man in a city officer uniform. Delta froze and prayed, he looked somewhat like the man, but as the one said where was his jet-black dang eyebrows. Covid doesn't delete eyebrows or salt and pepper hair. She waves at the other city officer she knew she was hearing and exits before she sees the man preaching the service. Delta would have whooped the preacher being said he knew and was the ex-chief of police of Monteagle and had been involved in everything. Delta, in a full swing now not only to save Wells and other kids due to being brought in but trying to tell a man his twin had been taken. They need someone to cash checks, and to pretend to be a man in Colorado prison she later figured out. Delta figured out that they had hypnotized the men she had been talking to after seeing one come into her work and talking to him. He had been married fourteen years to a woman that change in and out with a different woman even in the last year. The one city officer Delta still sees almost every day works at the school where her kids attend and thinks she is crazy. One day Delta asks him something and he replied just the same fourteen years, Delta laughed to herself knowing of all these other women and almost marriages. You didn't have to tell Delta anything due to them changing everything to when she was married. Delta loved one of these men more than she had loved anyone, where was he or is he alive she ask herself still. She had found them all but a few of the higher badged officers. Even the dentist whose wife is involved had allowed her to be done dirty, which now gone back to a woman that is not his wife but someone pretending to be for which his wife moved on to coverup what was being taking from the cracker barrel. Delta sits and witnesses everything alone now. Not only has she searched for help to rescue everyone but Delta's Mr. Whomever who held her heart for so long and that will forever be part of her still out there somewhere she prays he's not dead. They may have taken him from her, but it was a heart thing and she holds it dear.

Posted Mar 27, 2026
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