The result reduced effort and low moral out of the agencies; why try harder if someone else was going to get equal credit and had done nothing.In a lu...l in the conversation before Frank arrived I had a thought. Mosad knew a lot about the Minneapolis; was Randolph Reichmann a triple agent?Ben David had left me a number in case I had questions or problems, so I dialed it.I recognized his voice when he answered with, “Shalom.”“Shalom my friend, this is Ambassador Jones; how are things in the world. “It didn’t happen with Nana when Nick’s father died.”“How do we know she hadn’t already become mortal like that poor Indian angel? And none of my angel wives have suffered that fate.”“We don’t know that for certain.”“You would have died when you jumped out of that van in Vegas,” I pointed out. “At least scraped to shit.”“Maybe it’s gradual.”“I remember Nick saying she developed a cold early in the pregnancy. And whatever I am, a mortal with strong seed, enough to impregnate three angels with. "So you didn't really answer the question. About what we're going to do about everyone else." Well, I guarantee Aedan and Zevran already know." They do? Damn that sneaky assassin-"I cut him off with a kiss. "No, no. He might be out here too, but I'd bet my boots Aedan is. I'm his sister, remember?" Riiight. I sort of forgot about that for a moment. So ... is he going to kill me?"The subject of our discussion stepped out of the woods to stand over us, and we both jumped. "Not unless you hurt. “But I can’t go there naked,” Rachael said.I whistled to get Ellen’s attention, pointed to Rachael, and yelled, “Get Rachael’s stuff. Be careful with her glasses. They are fragile.”“She will get everything wet,” Rachael said, starting to panic.Ellen popped up next to us about thirty seconds later and said, “Get what wet? Didn’t you know you could use the big tree’s branches as steps to get down in that place you girls hid your clothes? It is way easier than going all the way around on the path..