Sorry. You just don't seem to be taking any of this too seriously,
Ed."
Making a stern, somber face, Cade said, "If it would help, I could fake it
for you. See?"
When her irritation seemed to increase rather than decrease, Cade also
sighed and asked, "Is it reversible?"
"No."
"Will it be bad for me in any way?"
"No. Exactly the opposite."
"Can I possibly envision at this moment what it'll be like?"
"Well... no, not really. You may think you can..."
Raising his hand, he interrupted her.
"No, I can't. You tossed a Crown Vic around. One car, about a ton. I saw you
do it, so okay, I believe it. But me lifting six cars? It isn't that I don't
believe you, Mandi, it's just that the feeling of power like that just isn't
there for me yet, and it won't be 'till I've done something to make it feel
real."
Sipping his drink, he added, "But what's really got you tweaked is my kill
sheet." Cade shrugged. "Can't change those numbers. Can't undo the conversion,
either. Seems to me that if I turn out to be a big mistake, you'll have to kill
me rather than let me run loose in the world.
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