“I suppose not.”
“Tell you what,” Jena said, hopping onto the edge of the desk. She sat primly with her hands in her lap. “Come on up to the station. I'll get you a visitor's pass. We can do some confidence building exercises and maybe teach you a little self-defense.”
“You'd do that for me?”
“Sure,” Jena replied. “On one condition.”
Melissa looked up at the ceiling with her mouth hanging open, blinking slowly. “I think I know where this is going,” she muttered with more than a touch of irritation in her voice. “You want me to tell my dad that I plan to become a Keeper.”
“Damn straight.”
So much for any chance of her putting off that particular conversation. Still…If it gave her a chance to soak up some wisdom from her cool aunt, she figured a little family awkwardness was worth it.
