The drive from Veloria to Bromley took two and a half hours. The sky was overcast, and the rain was gently pattering, creating a perfect atmosphere for sleep.

Chelsea had no interest in chatting with Melford. She wrapped herself in a blanket, preparing for a nap, and warned Melford, "No noise."

Then she told Julian, "If he misbehaves, throw him out!"

"Don't worry, I'll be good," Melford said, even offering his shoulder. "Want to lean on my shoulder?"

"No thanks, I don't want nightmares."

Chelsea yawned, closed her eyes, and ignored him.

Melford chuckled, watching her curl up under the blanket like a cute little kitty, making him want to...