SixMy call signal was vibrating throughout my apartment as I came through the door and I quickly opened the messaging panel and Yolanda's face loomed up. She looked concerned, but that was her normal face so I wasn't suspecting anything. She forced a smile.
“I know you said not to contact you, but I was worried.”
I settled myself down and smiled back. At least mine was genuine. I was actually pleased to see her, felt a little tingle in my neck, all yummy inside too. I had to swallow that down, mustn't let Yolanda guess that I might have feelings for her. “I'm glad. I need to talk to you.”
“Oh.” That downcast look again.
“Why do you always suspect the worst?” I was feeling tetchy. The meeting with the Protector had ruffled me and I didn't know what to expect next – a Sandman coming thro
