With a big smile, she held out her arms to greet him. “Hi, Kevin! Look at the progress I’ve made.” Kevin dodged the hug. He knew trouble when he saw it. “Nice to see you, MC. You look good—all refreshed, ready to go.” “Thanks. Gosh, I wish I could get out of here. Can I just leave? Dinner, maybe?” “No. Let’s sit and talk.” MC puckered her lips and crawled back into bed. She definitely was not like any nun Kevin had ever encountered. Kevin sat down beside her on the bed, making sure there was plenty of space between them. “Have you thought about our earlier conversations? Anything you can add that’d help us with Opus Mundi?” “I’ve been thinking, Kevin. Stuff comes and goes.” “I need some information about the connection with Israel.” MC put her hand to her head. “All I know is they wanted to start a war. I don’t know why.” Kevin knew that much. She wasn’t much help. “You’ll be discharged soon, MC, and I’m trying to keep you out of jail because you’re cooperating.
