| Jo Harvelle |
Jo grew up serving hunters food and drink in her mother's
roadhouse, silently worshipping the memory of her father, a fallen
hunter himself. All she wanted to do was hunt evil like her father
had, something her mother expressly forbade. But all children grow
up, and once they're grown, their parents' control over them starts to
waver,. And Ellen's did, as her daughter ran off to be a hunter.
It wasn't quite like she imagined it, the hunters in the roadhouse
made it sound so easy. It wasn't. But she got her share of hunts
under her belt, and crossed paths with a secret government agency
that was trying to control the supernatural. They knew about Sam,
so did Jo. But Jo knew where Sam was, the government didn't. She
had leverage, she used it. At Sam's expense. Such a high cost she
may not be able to repay, and her mother may not forgive her for.
roadhouse, silently worshipping the memory of her father, a fallen
hunter himself. All she wanted to do was hunt evil like her father
had, something her mother expressly forbade. But all children grow
up, and once they're grown, their parents' control over them starts to
waver,. And Ellen's did, as her daughter ran off to be a hunter.
It wasn't quite like she imagined it, the hunters in the roadhouse
made it sound so easy. It wasn't. But she got her share of hunts
under her belt, and crossed paths with a secret government agency
that was trying to control the supernatural. They knew about Sam,
so did Jo. But Jo knew where Sam was, the government didn't. She
had leverage, she used it. At Sam's expense. Such a high cost she
may not be able to repay, and her mother may not forgive her for.
