Rimanoa

Serious information even for two ears

August 19, 23:03.

We were given a very small room by Ducon, but with serious luxury (in fact, the whole house was like that): wonderful landscapes and still-lifes on fine paintings, a Persian carpet for the whole room (a real work of art), oak furniture (two chairs and a table, on which, by the way, stood, I think, a Chinese vase). There are no windows at all, but the lighting is nevertheless good, thanks to the gilded wall lampshades.

There were three people in the room: me, Ravani, Fantin. Emilien was in the next room coming to his senses.

Ravani did all his procedures again and after thirty minutes he started the session, "Sleep deeply… (familiar phrase with the same length of repetition) You are sleeping soundly and you can hear my voice perfectly…".

Obviously, after the first time, Ravani recognized that the victim was incapable of psychological resistance and did not give a verifying command, but simply continued: "You really like to sleep… Now you want to answer my questions… Continue to sleep and answer my questions… What is your name?"

The investigator muttered under his breath, just as he had the last time, "José Fantin." "Sleep deeper… Deeper still… Where do you work?"

"In the prosecutor's office."

Similar rudimentary questions followed, and after about the thirtieth Ravani got down to business, "What is your latest case?"

"The Koza-Nostra Case."

"Sleep deeper… Deeper… Do you love your children?" "Yes."

"Do you love your wife?" "Yes."

"Do you love your job?" "Yes."

"Do you want to be with your family more often?" "Yes."

"You're going to tell me everything."

The subject hesitated a bit, but then came to some senses, spewing out: "Yes (the system the hypnotherapist used is familiar to me — four natural positives and a squeezed inertial fifth response)."

"Sleep deeply… I am your superior Nicolas Sivan (the first and last name of the superior Ravani had learned during the past thirty questions).

"Yes, Chief."

"I'm waiting for your report…" "Faust doesn't want to split…"

"Sleep deeper… We need to emphasize others…" "Yes, Chief."

"Who did you take but Faust?" "Giovani Gambino…"

"Sleep deeper… Name everyone else…"

"Mario Orsoni ("The Bodyguard" — for seven years he personally supervised the security of our favorite boss (he was given this nickname because during his tenure there were twenty-two assassination attempts on the boss, of course without results — a kind of record)), Ricardo Azzaronni ("Pegasus" — almost always walked in white, and also escaped from the scene of a crime with simple cosmic speed), Pierce Brosman (this is a nickname, his real name is unknown to others as well as mine)".

"Sleep deeper… Is that it?" "Yes, Chief…"

I whispered in Ravani's ear, "Good boy, quit talking. We don't need him anymore.