“It's not like you're a saint."

He smiled.

"Never said I was. But a blind shifter?"

Heda stopped and got in Ed's face.

"You had better be on your best manners," she said.

“Hmm, sounds serious. Don't worry, I don't go in for that ‘DM' bullshit. You know that."

She sighed, then hugged him.

"I know."

Joanna clapped her friend on the shoulder.

"She's just our protective mother hen."

“Hen?" Heda said.

"Listen here lizard lips —'

“Lizard? Oh, you are in so much shit for that!"

Ed sighed. His sister had not changed at all.

Ten minutes later, they were sitting in the radio station office, waiting for Madison to wrap up her between-song monologue.

"She's got a sexy voice," Ed whispered.

"You don't know the half of it," Heda replied.

Billy waved at her.

"You can go in now. You've got about ten minutes "til she's back on the air."

“Cool beans. C'mon," Heda said, pulling her brother by the arm.

“Hey babe," she said when she was clear of the door.

“Hey!" Madison said, turning around and her eyes glowing . . .

"Crap!" she shouted, noticing the strange man standing in the doorway. She turned off her Gift and reached for her glasses.

“Sorry, but the light . . . in my eyes and -—"

Heda pulled her friend's hand away and kissed her. Madison was trying to object despite the lip-lock for several seconds before she just gave up and melted. Heda reluctantly let go of that bottom lip and then, “It's okay. Madison, this is my brother Edgar. Edgar, this is the infamous Madison Sloan. Madison, Edgar is actually a paranormal private investigator that the university has called in to help with the kidnapping."