The Diary of a Guardian Angel

The window in Cassandra’s room is on the other side from her bed, which is fortunate, as it meant that when the idiots who broke into her room smashed the window, only the floor was sprinkled with shards of glass. Which was a relief for me, as Cassandra was sleeping face up, and wouldn’t have [...]

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So, you have probably noticed that I’ve been a bit remiss keeping my diary up to date. I would trot out the usual reasons; heavenly beaurocracy, busy cases, being mugged on your way home (I’m kidding, I was mugged between cases, home is in heaven which is a notoriously low-crime area). But I’m not going [...]

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