“You know, I bet it’s in there somewhere,” Kay said. “You just need to dig a little deeper. Flex that muscle.”
“I’ll try,” she said, closing her eyes.
She pictured the eyes of the woman in the alley, replayed the moment their minds melded. She focused on the image of the woman’s brother, and eventually a name popped into her head.
“Ross,” Angela said. “His name’s Ross.”
Kay turned to the buzzer and ran his finger down the list.
“There,” he said. “Ross Jessop. Apartment 704.”
He pressed the button.
“Wait, what are you doing?” Angela said.
“Shh,” Kay replied.
“Hello?” a man’s voice crackled from the speaker.
“Hi, Ross?” Kay said. “Sorry to bother you so late but I need to speak to your sister. Do you know where I can reach her?”
“Who is this?” Ross asked.
“I’m the reason she’s in town,” Kay replied.
There was a pause, then the door buzzed. Kay opened it and Angela followed him to the elevator. As Angela pressed the call button, Kay placed his hand on her shoulder.
“Listen, what we’re about to do, there’s no walking back from that,” he said. “We’re going to threaten this woman’s family. Her children. It’s not going to be pleasant, so if you’re not sure you can handle it, you can wait here. I’ll be fine on my own.”
“For the last time, I’m not leaving you,” Angela said. “Let’s just get this over with.”
She spoke the word of power and transformed. Kay sighed and stepped into the elevator. They ascended to the seventh floor. The second door on the right was ajar. Kay pushed it open and held his hands up.
“Easy,” he said. “I’m not here to fight.”
Angela stepped up behind him. Miss Judgement stood in the living room in costume, arms crossed. She looked past Kay and regarded Angela coldly. Angela couldn’t tell if the woman recognized her from earlier. Ross lingered in an adjacent doorway, his back to the room.