ever experiment on you, Tom?â I said.
âNot that I know of,â Tom said.
âDid you have needle tracks?â
They shared another look.
âI accused him of taking drugs and he denied it,â Ben said. âWe had some huge arguments over it. He said he had no idea how the marks had got there.â
âEmma,â LK said, âI hate to suggest this, but ââ
âNo,â I said.
âYou wanted to find out what you are, maâam,â he said.
âDonât even think about it,â I said. I rose and walked to the other side of the room. âWe are not going there.â
âWhat is it?â Ben said.
âEmma was filled with demon essence by Kitty Kwok and it turned her into a lamia, same as you, Tom. But she isnât half-demon like you; she is supposed to be all human ââ
I spun to shout at him. âI am all human! My mother has never cheated on my dad!â I turned away again. âDonât even think it.â
They were silent. I turned back and saw LKâs face.
âOh, no, you donât,â I said. âIf youâre talking to the Tiger about my blood samples you can stop right now. I was born in Australia. Iâm not half-Chinese so I canât be half-demon. I resemble both my parents; itâs obvious.â
âI wonder if they ever tried to hook you up with a demon?â Ronnie said.
Suddenly Aprilâs husband, Andy, was standing in front of me. I backed up until I was against the wall, breathing hard with loathing as he grinned at me, an expensive bunch of flowers in one hand and a set of car keys dangling from the other.
âEmma, itâs okay, youâre on the Mountain,â LK said.
I shook my head and snapped back. I was in the demon interview room on the periphery of the Mountain. I rubbed my hands over my face and returned to the table.
âWhat happened?â LK said.
âI had a flashback,â I said. âMost severe one Iâve ever had.â
âPTSD?â Ronnie said.
I nodded, miserable.
âWhatâs PTSD?â Vincent said.
âPost-traumatic stress disorder,â LK said. âUsed to be called shell shock. You have enough extremely bad things happen to you and your mind never completely recovers. I didnât know you suffered from this, Emma.â
âThatâs the first time itâs happened in front of anyone else,â I said. âDonât spread it around that I have this, please. I donât want anyone else to know about it.â
âWouldnât dream of it,â Ronnie said. âI have flashbacks myself. You go through enough, your brain keeps bringing it out and tormenting you with it because it canât make it go away.â
âYou should both see someone,â LK said.
âI am,â I said.
âIâve been studying human clinical psychology journals,â Ronnie said. âIâve even thought of studying psychiatry to add to my knowledge, but that would mean studying medicine and my physiology would come under scrutiny. Not a good idea.â
âThat was a pretty severe flashback,â LK said.
âI remembered,â I said. âI just saw Andy Ho â¦â I stopped. âI just saw Andy Ho , my friend Aprilâs husband. It was before he married her â I was back at the kindergarten, still working for Kitty Kwok. He was trying to date me, promising me all sorts of stupid stuff, claiming he was so rich and could give me a life better than anything Iâd ever experienced. He was trying to give me a car.â
âBut he was a demon,â LK said.
âHe fathered a demon copy of Simone on April, and they generated a Mother copy of April as well,â I said. âHe was in league with Kitty.â
âSame name as my wifeâs family,â Ben said. âHer name was Ho.â
âBut you never mentioned him trying to date you before, Emma,â LK