Melissa crossed her arms, frowning down at herself. “Well, all right then,” she said, nodding slowly. “At least that much is settled. So, all this time, Jena had an evil twin. Or maybe…a clone!”
“A clone?”
“Think about it!” Melissa exclaimed. “You're Grecken Slade, and this one annoying Justice Keeper has been a thorn in your side for years. So, how do you deal with it? You make a copy of her, your very own Jena.”
Ilia didn't look convinced.
The Nassai stood before her with a hand pressed to her middle, a tight frown on her face as she stared down at the ground. “Jena was a formidable enemy because of who she was. You can't clone life experience.”
“No, but…Maybe that wasn't the point.” A thought occurred to her, accompanied by a feeling that reminded her of the times when she couldn't
