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"Jeez, stop with the yelling. Sure I will. How's it going? Save the world yet?"

"I'm gonna, just as soon as I finish my butterscotch chip cookie," he said dryly.

"All righty. Patching youтАФLara!тАФthrough now." There was a smooth, humming silence, then another
ringing telephone.
"Thatis Morgan Le Fay," Antonia said by way of greeting. "She's an unspeakably evil creature and must
be stopped from destroying the world. So get your ass back there and take care of her."

"What? Antonia? How'd you know it wasтАФ"

"I don't know about you," she said, "but I don't have a lot of time for dumb questions. Also, you're
boring the tits right off of me."

"Come on, you shouldsee this girl! There's no way she's the one. She's a goof, and she's so cute. Not to
mention really clueless. I think you got your wires crossed, or whatever, on this one."

"Impossible. It's her. And you know what they say about the devil and pleasing faces. Now get back
there and do your job."

"This sucks," he said to the empty line, and hung up.

"Cookie?" Marjie asked brightly when he stomped into the kitchen.

He took six.


Sara Gunn, the unspeakably evil creature, noticed the van as she was parking her leaner, but shrugged it
offтАФMonterey wasn'tthat big a town, and lots of people went to and from the hospital. Monterey Bay
General was a teaching hospital, the largest in two hundred miles, and the parking lot was the size of a
small college campus.

She hurried through the main lobby, afraid to look at her watch to see how late she was. Dr. Cummings
hated it when staff was late for grand rounds, though God knows he'd kept them waiting often enough.
And even though she wasDr. Gunn, her doctorate was in nursing, so to old-school jerkoffs like
Cummings, she was just a glorified maid with an extra diploma. Most days it slid off her like water off a
duck, but days like today, when she knew she was in for a reaming and resented the hell out of it, sheтАФ

"Sara Gunn!"

She had been just about to step into the elevator when she heard her name and jerked her foot back.
She turned, and her brain processed the half-dozen men dressed inтАФcould it be?тАФflowing red robes.
They had monks at the hospital now? Monks dressed in red? Like big lipsticks?

Armed monks?

An avid movie fan, Sara recognized nine-millimeter Beretta pistols when she saw them and wasso
startled, she froze in place. It was the context, of course. Sure. Seeing men in robes (big lipsticks!), toting
guns, in the hospital,her hospital, was just. . . weird. If she had any sense, she'd be screaming her head