His arms went slack as joy lit up his face. “I told you. I knew you could do it.”
“Just the entrance exam,” I said. But we had both known that was going to be the hardest part for me. “I still have a lot of training to go through.”
He knee-walked to me and wrapped me in a hug. “Congratulations. I’m so proud of you, Nikki.”
I launched all my weight forward, knocking him backward, then jumped up, placed my knee on his chest, and threw a strike, stopping centimeters away from his throat, letting out an intimidating ki-yah as I did so.
He raised his hands, a symbol of surrender. I leaned close, brushing my cheek against his and hovering my lips just above his ear. “That’s Officer Kill to you.”