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another way to escape our fate. With the Guide, all of us shall escape the hopelessness of our lives.”
    â€œWhat is the plan?” the housemaid murmured.
    â€œI will reveal only one step at a time. If we fail, it is best if you can claim ignorance.” Maxwell pointed to the butler and three footmen. “You take Janté. Create a car, and meet us at one of the hot zones.” Not waiting for an answer, he continued. “According to Lucifer, Lance is still young and limited in his powers. He will have trouble finding us and that will incur his wrath. Once he is weakened from the search, we will fill him with pride.” He paused for a few seconds, increasing the anticipation. “I know we each have confidence in Lucifer’s plan.”
    The small band exchanged secret smiles. They had confidence it would fail.
    â€œThere is one small complication. For the last few weeks, this pregnant woman has shared our target’s apartment.” Maxwell handed out the pictures of Valerie Tate. The team studied her.
    In the pictures, she stood in her bra and panties, her distended stomach protruding from her slender body like a shelf. A glass filled with a dark fluid hid her mouth. She had large eyes and an angular face softened only by impending motherhood.
    â€œNo problem,” the butler said.
    â€œShe looks harmless, but stay away from her. Take him when she is not watching,” Maxwell warned.
    â€œWhy not kill her?” the housemaid asked, curious instead of confrontational. “She’s a complication.”
    Maxwell shook his head. “No. Under no circumstances is she to be harmed. All I can tell you is that she is essential to part two.
    He held up his hand, halting any questions. “First things first. We need the Guide.”
    Maxwell picked up another set of pictures in his hand and then fanned them out.
    â€œHere.” He pointed to a narrow alleyway next to the apartment. “We grab here. He comes home this way every evening. He picks bread up at this patisserie. Drug him, grab him, get out. I’m in no mood to deal with someone so blatantly heroic. And whatever you do, don’t let him slug you in the nose.”

C HAPTER 12
    B lood and Coke in hand, Valerie swallowed her prenatal vitamins. She hurriedly drank to chase away the bizarre sensation of the tablets in her throat. She had already made the mistake of grinding the vitamins up and stirring the powder into her drinks. She’d never tasted anything more repulsive.
    Clad only in a faded black tank top and panties, she pushed aside the curtains to watch the street. The train would have just arrived at the station. Soon John would be home, carrying more delicious food than could be imagined.
    Valerie grinned into her drink. Franco-Swiss cooking might get short shrift in the food snobs’ world, but she’d never experienced such animal sensuality as she had since she’d moved in with John. Hot melted cheese served to her off his fingertips, segments of sausage on dark bread, and liquors that seemed distilled from mountain flowers shook her and the child with bliss. When John offered his neck, reassuring her that, no, really, he did heal fast, she washed his gifts down with his apple-laden blood.
    The memory of what they had done once she had drunk her fill made her rub her thighs together. To keep from losing her balance, Valerie supported her even bigger belly with one hand. The child had grown beyond all expectations under the spoiling.
    Catalogs for baby supplies and toys for infants littered the countertops. Almost like normal people would have.
    Normal? Valerie pursed her lips. How heinous.
    â€œNo way, Mom.” The baby agreed.
    Mom.
    Valerie tried the word on for size. Yes, she could live with Mom. So far the unborn had rejected Dread Lady, Death Bringer, and Omnipotent Potentate. Valerie had rejected the baby’s suggestions of Silly Goose, My Mindless Minion, and Strawberry as