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I frowned "Your e toward me, "but I knoho you are I just wanted to meet you"

"Who I am?" I asked warily

She leaned in and whispered with a conspiratorial srim reaper"

Besides the fact that I allanced at a wide-eyed Cookie, as too busy gawking to notice she’d knocked over her coffee cup I cleared estured toward the cup Fortunately, she’d downed rabbed a tissue to see to the set you soeneral direction It’d been minutes since my last cup

She shook her head

"Well, God knows I need some," I said as I poured

"He probably does," she said, and with an inward cringe I realized what I’d said "I like your paintings"

Cookie took another cup as well and sat beside my desk while the nun sat across from it

"Thank you So, can I ask your nale "I’old"

I paused in the ain, then continued to sit "You’re Mistress Marigold?"

She offered a patient s," I said after taking a long sip I was expecting a New Age kind of woman with love beads, tarot cards, and scented oils Mistress Marigold was the woels and demons website Quite frankly, it surprised me she kne to build a website in the first place

"I’m sure I’m sorry for the illusion I just don’t want the others to know I’ve actually found you Not yet," she said, holding up her palms "I wanted to make sure it was you before I told thely Only a handful of people on the planet knehat I was

"The Sisters of the Iht down the street"

"Of course" I exa moment She letKahuna, it’s just, how the hell do you knohat I am?"

"Well--"

"And how did you find me?"

"Oh--"

"And how do you know about the son of Satan?" I asked, re to be the gririm reaper, I’m the son of Satan

Cookie nodded as she sipped froe with curiosity

She sain "Okay, well, before we get too far into this, you h" I leaned back and took another sip

She sat up straight, her knees pressed together, her hands folded in her lap "I hear angels"

I blinked, waiting for the punch line When none see, I asked, "And?"

"Oh, well, that’s pretty els"