Jordan looked back at Raven and then slumped. “He’s not my responsibility. I’ve already caused enough damage.”Raven shook her head. “You’r... already bound to him. You’ve diminished so much you’re almost mundane.”Jordan shook her head. “No, I can’t be. How am I supposed to keep my Fonti safe?”Raven shrugged. “I don’t think it matters anymore.” She looked up at me. “Once Seth has been fully initiated, you’ll probably be his Fonte.”I shook my head. “I don’t want to force Jordan into being a .... As I opened the first PDF document attached to the email, it only took about thirty seconds to convince me that the message had come to me from someone who knew about Lana's Bureau boss, Supervisory Special Agent Emmett Van Horn; and had sent the attached data to me anonymously. While I could not tell if it was from Lana or not, that was not the big issue. The big issue, as I continued to open and examine the attached files, was how to answer the huge questions that popped up into my head at. "He smiled then. "Okay, Gra-pa."We all ate, talked, and laughed. Johnny managed to leave his booster seat and took turns in every female's lap but spent most of his time with "An' Chas-ty" and staring at David who talked to him as if he were a young man rather than a baby albeit a preconscious one. He and Chastity had great fun talking to him and saying things that they, perhaps, weren't quite ready to say to each other privately.David was talking to Johnny about how pretty and smart An Chas-ty. "He just stepped on my ... um ... well, never mind. I'll be all right. Honest." You're sure?" she said.I tried to sound less like a wuss and again told her I'd be fine."So what's up?" I finally remembered to ask."Oh!" she yipped. "I completely forgot about something and it means we can't go out to eat tonight."Great. This was going to be one of those days.She told me about the chaperone gig and apologized for having one of her brain lapses. I was feeling pretty sober until she said, "I was.