The lair that they would be attacking was an abandoned church of the edge of a cemetery, the group was interrupted at lunchtime by Milos bringing in a tray for Elizabeth. Charles stood at the unused fireplace looking into the distance, working out their battle plans.
Elizabeth could tell that Chef had prepared the meal for her, the thick dark soup was topped with a dollop of sour cream. It smelled like the soup Nova's mother had made for them for Christmas morning one year, Nova had warned her not to ask what was in the soup and just eat. Nova's mother had gotten a nervous look on her face before asking if she kept kosher.
Elizabeth had felt nervous, not knowing if she was supposed to answer honestly or give the parentally correct answer. Growing up Jewish had been a big deal to he
