She guessed two classrooms full, about sixty people. They stood unmoving, looking towards her. She walked up to within twenty feet of the closest of t...em.?What’s happening?? she asked them. ?Answer me! What is going on here? Why are you doing this to me?? She stood with her hands defiantly planted on her hips, impatiently demanding a response. Then the little manager stepped forward out of the crowd. He walked up to her, still with that fake plastic smile on his lips and his head lightly cocked. . this she never expected from Jace.He moved to her, his face softening. "No, Melinda, I'm not ashamed. In its time and place it was something I needed, had to have to continue living. But things have changed. Four years have gone by."He reached out and held her in his arms. She pressed against him, secure in his embrace."Melinda, Susan and I are going to be married," he said. "Do you understand now?"It hit her like a ton of bricks dropped from a tenth story window. Now the pieces fell into. She knew about Kat's past, that she had plotted, planned and carried out the execution of the people who had killed her father, all at the age of fifteen. She knew that Kat chose her assassination targets, only accepting contracts on people who really deserved to get deead in the first place. Changing from someone who was constantly dodging the law to someone who was officially sanctioned was as natural as stepping from the shadows into the light.Kat's first assignment, thrust on her when she. And the ball game on Sunday should be fun, too.” The waiter refills our iced tea. “So. Was Neoni there last night?” She asks. I nod yes, sipping. “What did you think of her? Isn’t she pretty?” “Charlie’s a lucky man,” I say. “Yeah,” she says, sipping. “He doesn’t know how lucky.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked. She purses her lips as the waiter brings our lunch. Mom waits until the waiter is gone. “Well,” she says. “The way I understand it, he doesn’t appreciate her as he should, and she.