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Chapter 4: When in Doubt.
They made it to the pharmacy and the locker room without incident. Amanda carried the spray bottles of silver solution so she didn’t get it in the face during a melee. Marco was the most precise fighter she knew, but there were no guarantees in a fist fight.
In his locker, Marco grabbed parts of his kit. One was a sturdy silver ice pick, part of the collection of family heirlooms that had been donated to the cause by his father. The other was a gun in its shoulder holster with additional magazines. He slipped two more magazines in his pockets. He grabbed several more vials of holy water, and slipped a small box into his back pocket. He slipped a folding knife into each pocket.
Amanda hung out ten yards back while Marco approached the police with claims of mythical paperwork for Elise Baglio’s next of kin.
Her husband was Ahanu Achak, and he had gone down to the morgue to be with his wife’s body.
A quick Google search explained that the husband’s name meant “Spirit who laughs.”
Well, that’s a good sign, Marco thought sarcastically.