A wry smile formed on April's face.

"Oh good. No pressure then."

Cutter burst out laughing as he got back to his feet.

"You're going to do fine. Go get your things packed. Your tickets are waiting and your flight will leave in three hours."

April rose and offered her hand to Cutter, who took it and shook it firmly without hesitation.

"Remember the main point of this school once you reach the New York offices, Miss Dancer."

"Don't embarass you?"

"Precisely. And don't forget to go over your kit thoroughly when you're issued it."