“So then what?” Angela asked. “Two years of hiding?”
“Pretty much,” he replied. “I wanted to contact you, really, but I just didn’t want to drag you into my mess.”
“Until now, you mean,” she said.
“Yeah, well, when Miss Judgement showed up on my doorstep, I kind of panicked,” he said.
“How did she find you?” Angela asked.
“I don’t know,” he replied. “She’s been popping up all over town for the past couple weeks, searching for us. We’ve just been trying to stay out of sight until she gives up and goes home.”
“So that part of your story was true, at least,” Angela said.
“Yeah, basically,” he said. “Now you see why calling the cops isn’t an option.”
“And if she doesn’t give up?” Angela asked.
“I’ve got a guy working on some fake passports,” Kay replied. “Worst comes to worse… we’ll hop a ferry to Seattle and get as far away from here as possible.”
“You’d really leave the country?” Angela asked.
“It beats the alternative,” Kay replied. “One of our crew, Martin, has already been arrested. Could be looking at twenty years. I’d rather not risk the same.”
“Fair enough,” Angela said, then a thought occurred to her. “What if you, like, talk to Miss Judgement? Convince her to leave you alone?”
Kay scoffed and said, “How do you suppose I’d manage that?”
Angela spoke the alien word and shrank to normal size.
“You’ve seen her true form,” Angela said. “Use that against her.”
“Are you suggesting I blackmail a superhero?” he asked.
“Do you have a better idea?” she replied.
“Not really,” he said, “but in any case, a face isn’t much good without a name.”
An image floated through the back of Angela’s mind; two children, very young, very vulnerable. She felt an intense desire to protect them.