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Psychopathic Manipulation
HOW DID HE DO THAT?
The group that had formed on the lawn collectively gasped as Ted,
their neighbor, was led away in handcuffs by the police. Ted’s wife,
holding their young daughter, was crying and fumbling in her pocketbook
to find the keys to the car. She glanced at the neighbors who
looked away out of respect and embarrassment. Ted yelled back to
her, “Don’t worry, Hon, just a mix-up. Call our lawyer; his number
is in my desk, he’ll take care of this.” Behind Ted and the officer
were others carrying file boxes and a computer plus some garbage
bags filled with stuff from Ted’s house.
“Can you believe it?” whispered Martha quietly to her neighbor,
Sarah. “No, I can’t,” joined Ed, moving closer to the front of the
growing crowd to get a better look. Ted was chairperson of the block
association that helped to protect the residents from burglars and
their children from predators. He attended church when he was in