“Get back to your assigned room. Someone will be bringing food as soon as they can, and you’ll be shipped to a nice hotel room when it’s dark enough to hide the envoy.” “Hide from what?” They look at me like I’m nuts. “The angels.” One gives the other a look that says duh. “But they can see in the dark,” I say. “Who told you that? They can’t see in the dark. The only thing they can do better than us is fly.”
