After an hour, two men Cora didn’t know show up. One looked to be a weathered older man. When she looks at him, shivers travel down her spine. She got the feeling that he wasn’t someone that you wanted to come after you. He also had an air of authority about him as well.

His companion on the other hand was a muscular bald head black guy. He reminded her of the actor LL Cool J from NCIS: Los Angeles. She wonders what the relationship was between the two men and Rachel.

Rachel notices Cora watching Patton and Honda as they entered the house. Cora had her head tilted to the side as an animal would. She also noticed while they were waiting for Patton and Honda, that Cora didn’t act as a normal person would. Her body language was all off. She didn’t move as a normal woman would.

“Boss, I would like for you to meet Cora Black. She’s a private detective from Utah. An old army buddy of mine sent her to check-up on me.”

Patton looks at the Native American woman dressed in a black skintight bodysuit. He notices that everything on her body was of Native American design.

“Which tribe are you from, Mrs. Black?” Patton was curious about her.

“Sisseton, Tribe.”

“So, that makes you Dakota.” Honda knew a few Native Americans.

“Yes, my detective agency is located on the reservation.”

“How did you learn about Rachel being in danger?” Patton was curious about Cora’s involvement in this matter.

“A mutual friend of ours had a visit from a member of Rachel’s army company. According to what was told to me, everyone thought this person was dead.” Cora kept her attention on Patton.

Patton looks at Rachel for an answer “who is Mrs. Black talking about, Rachel?”

“Corporal Edward Brown, Patton. We use to be in the same unit. Everyone thought he was dead, but that’s not what happened. He had SRS
surgery to become a woman.”

“Like you?” Patton knew Rachel wasn’t a natural woman. She had been saved by a female doctor over Pakistan.

“Something like that. Corporal Brown and several others had been captured and tortured by a sadistic person. He had the habit of cutting off his enemy genital.”

“So, why did you come to find Rachel Stone, Mrs. Black?” Honda was curious.

“Remember the men that came to my motorcycle shop who tried to kill me?”

“Yeah, I remember.” Honda had fun with them.

“They were the same men who went after Corporal Brown and his husband.”

“They also were supposed to go after Katie DeNoon, but she is too well protected.” Cora knew going after Katie meant an encounter with Night Bird.

“So, you were sent out here by this Katie DeNoon to find Rachel and warn her.” Honda could see the reasoning in that.

“Yes. However, no one knew that other Isis cells were operating out of the warehouse.” Warewolf thought he would add what he knew to the conversation.

“And you tracked them down to this house?” Patton was still looking at Cora.

“Yes, I have a unique ability to track and find anything I’m going after.” Cora couldn’t tell Patton that her Native American-made mask gave her mystical abilities.

“Okay, I can live with that.” Patton was still suspicious, but so far Cora has proven herself.

“Now, where should we do the interrogation?” Honda rubs his hands together.

“Let me try something.” Cora looks at Honda.

“Have you ever interrogated anyone, before?”

“No, but I think my way is going to be a little less messy and harmful to our victim.” Cora has been getting a feeling from the gods.

“Alright, but if your way doesn’t work. We do things my way.” Honda was willing to give Cora a chance.

“Deal. Now, let's tie.” Cora looks at the four men and when her gaze passes over the third person “him.”

“Okay.” Honda gets one of the chairs in the place and ties the person Cora pointed at to it.

Honda makes sure the person is secured, before stepping away from the third person. He spots Cora pulling a wooden fox shape mask out of the pouch slung on her shoulder.

“What’s that?”

“My secret weapon.” Cora places the mask on her face.

The mystical energies cause the mask to glow for a second as it wraps itself completely around her head. The mask transforms from wood to fur and flesh.

“Now, let’s see what he knows.” Cora walks over to the man and looks directly into his eyes.

Cora enters directly into the man’s mind. At first, there was darkness, but things start to change around her. She hovers above a sandy ground as she watches the person, whose mind she entered trained. He wasn’t in Pakistan, but some training ground in Mexico.

There were others here at the training grounds training as well. They were all doing what a man dresses in military gear told them to do. She could tell he was from Pakistan.

“This isn’t what I am looking for.” However, before she pushes deeper into the man’s thoughts. She finds out where this training camp is located.

Cora pushes deeper into the guy’s mind. She could feel he was trying to resist her intrusion.

“Resistance Is Futile!” Cora pushes further into the guy’s mind.

She locates the information about the VA center, along with several other targets that had been selected. One of the operations was the bombing of the local federal courthouse. It was planned to take place in two days. The VA center was scheduled to go down at the same time.

These men weren’t the ones taking part in it. They were supposed to deliver the money that had been sent and set everything up. The explosive they had constructed, had been placed next to the main gas line going to the VA center.

The bombing was in retaliation for a village under Isis control that had been taken from them by the US. They wanted revenge and killing
wounded military personnel would hurt the US.

“What else are you trying to hide from me?” Cora pushes deeper into the man’s mind.