Mr. Whisper (The Specialists, #1)

by Andrew Mayne

They get it wrong when we say we have either a flight or fight instinct, thought Sloan. The most basic one—at least the one she saw so commonly in the depths of the oceans—was freeze. Do nothing. Wait for danger to pass.

Mental blocks might seem far-fetched, but Jessica knew that everyone had them—some more prominent than others.

Sloan privately mused blurting out and asking, Hey, do you know any sociopathic people masquerading as middle school and high school guidance counselors who are willing to push kids to the edge to commit a homicide or disappear forever, but thought better of it.

“When I found Michael R. in the Everglades and they brought in an expert to help him recover his memory,” she said breathlessly, “he said his name was Pfeiffer. Clearly, that wasn’t his name. He was Simmons! He’s been onto this from the very beginning. My god, he knows who I am. He knows who you are!”