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face Em, not yet. I had a vague sense of her, my new powers giving me something of a sixth sense, when they were extended. I felt the texture of her power, so analogous to my own, still down in the girl’s dorm.
    I needed time to ponder every aspect of this new development before approaching her. I suspected she already knew of my abilities but wasn’t just going to come out and say it. So, I hurried outside while trying to project calmness. Jas was already waiting on the porch when I escaped to the outdoors, sitting comfortably on the bench with an expensive black jacket, like he was considering buying the place. And I was sure he could swing it, too. If being a Skin Walker had anything to do with bloodlines, I was sure that he had his own crap to deal with, and he was probably still unsure of what to do with me: either keep me at arm’s length for his own protection, or take a chance. I’d like to think he did a little of both, but I wasn’t going to push him.
    I grunted amiably in his direction. “What’s up? How was the headwind?”
    “Tailwind, actually, it was quite nice. You should try it sometime,” he joked.
    I laughed at the incredulity of that statement as Jeeves butted in. “ If pigs could fly …”
    He looked me over as one would when purchasing an item of worth. His gaze was searching, sensing on a primal level, and it was disconcerting.
    Jas looked impressed. “You’ve grown, and I don’t mean in height. What did you do yesterday?”
    I bought myself some time while admiring the scenery. The days were starting to lean toward summer, and it showed. The fog that was so ever-present in San Francisco was trying to maintain its stranglehold on the city, but was beginning to fail. The sun peeked over the horizon, and the birds greeted the day with irritatingly joyful melodies. I guess I just wasn’t much of a morning person today.
    I grinned, seeing my chance to stick in the barb. “Oh, you know, this and that, Jeeves has me doing some exercises,” I tapped the amulet sitting upon my chest, now comfortably warm to the touch, it seemed that Jeeves had come out of hibernation as my powers started to reveal themselves.
    He gave me a disgusted scowl, half playful. “All right, keep your secrets, if you want ‘em so bad. Let’s get out of here.”
    Smile affixed to my face, I followed after him off the porch toward the street. What wasn’t expected was the Ford Mustang Shelby GT 500. I should have, really, but it hadn’t crossed my mind that Jas would need something as human as a car. I couldn’t help but admire the all black paintjob, and the tinted windows, which seemed to be more opaque than regulation standard. The red trim accented black and red wheels, giving it an overall sleek and powerful visage. Jas slid into the driver’s seat as if it was no big deal and revved the engine. It was a six-speed, and I’m sure it had enough torque to beat most other cars on the street, even bone stock as it was. I realized a couple seconds later that I had been staring after Jas had casually rolled down the window and looked pointedly at me, then at the passenger door. I hopped to it, careful to touch only the handle as I got inside.
    My gaping mouth became responsive long enough to get out a sentence. “Nice ride. Wish I had something like this.”
    I was admiring the state of the art entertainment system and heated seats, so Jas’ response was nearly missed. “It’s yours. Registered under your name, sponsored by yours truly, technically.”
    He grabbed a bag from the backseat, casually tossing me a credit card with my name on it while juggling the bag. Turns out, it was full of new clothes, all for me, and all ridiculously expensive. But I couldn’t accept all of this, when I had nothing of equal value in trade. Then he turned off the Mustang, flourishing the keys.
    I handed him back the black credit card with great reluctance. “No.”
    “No? What do you mean, no?” He looked like I had just