From Protector of the Grey House:
Natalia took the seat next to Ashley and slung the backpack onto the counter, ordering a cup of decaf from the waitress behind the counter. The older woman had never been here before at this time of day. The waitress outfit was convincing, even had a badge with her name on it. She could be new, but Natalia would bet on Slayer. The name on the badge was engraved, showing permanence, not a temporary name printed out on paper. Natalia also knew the look in the woman’s eye. She sighed as she took out the photocopies of the journals from her backpack.
“I told you I wanted to speak with you alone.”
“I am alone.”
Natalia turned her back to the counter and counted the obvious Slayers, watching the waitress behind her through the beveled security mirror over the front door. “I see ten, eleven if Delores is one of yours.”
Cat Stark 