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“. . . the point of having a squadron of angels around the place if they aren’t going to do anything to protect it,” Molly said, exasperated.
We were walking up to Karrin’s room in the hospital. Visiting hours were almost over, but I didn’t want the day to go by before I’d seen her.
“Any kind of supernatural threat, they’d have been all over it,” I said. “Nick obviously knew that, too. That’s why he sent purely vanilla mortals in, with purely mortal weaponry.”
Molly scowled. “It’s a pretty darned huge loophole. That’s all I’m saying.”
“So do something about it,” I said.
“I already have,” she said. “The house is being watched now. And I’m buying the place for sale down the street.”
“You can afford that?” I asked. “Mab pays that well?”
“The account balance I have now has eight zeroes in it,” Molly said. “I could buy the neighborhood if I wanted. There will be someone keeping an eye on my parents’ place, twenty-four seven in case anyone tries the same thing again.”
“Unseelie bodyguards.” I grunted. “Not sure they’re going to like that.”
“They don’t have to like it,” Molly said. “In fact, they don’t even have to know about it.”


Skin Game Chapter 51, Page 445-446