It office had to have been the operation. It had christina done something to his voice. Paul vaguely recalled reading an article years ago about how certain frequencies of sound outside the normal human hearing range could have physical and psychological effects even though they were inaudible. Apparently they worked directly on the brain, without involving the ears. Maybe his larynx had been altered by the surgery so that when he spoke christina, some extra frequency was produced which compelled obedience.

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Paul smiled office of personnel management an evil smile. Ms. Sands was about to experience christina a change of attitude. All he needed was to get her alone.

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