I was snacking on a bag of chips when there was a knock on my front door. Jake wasn’t back yet; he was still out planning for where he was taking me tonight. Not that he has to plan anything. I would have been happy with tacos and beer.

Another knock.

Getting up from where I was sitting, I went to answer it.

“Did you tell Jake I skipped out on patrol?”. Alanna pushed her way inside. “You know how much I hate it and now, now he’s got me on it the full week”.

“Come right in”. ...