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"Rob!"
Blossom Apartments' building manager turned to Maika, wondering why she would shout at her employer. "Yes?"
"Why didn't you say that the Roman Orthodox Church is right next door?"
He sighed. "First, they're not Roman Orthodox - they're Roman Catholic. As far as I know, they don't use magic, not even in the archdiocese office next door."
"You've never heard of transubstantiation?"
"That's faith, not spellcasting. Second, you're the spy. I thought the spire was obvious."
"Oh... right."
"Look at it this way - you have somebody to spy on who isn't us. Speaking of us, how's the laundry coming along?"