“Denton says that this lunatic has twelve Guardians and twelve women. Apparently inspired by Jesus’ twelve disciples.”
“Asshole.”
“Right? And get this: the women are all named after flowers.”
Ice’s heart jolted to a complete and-still in his chest. “Flowers?”
“Yeah. Gideon’s cult is called The Garden of Divine Sunlight, or Divine Moonbeam, or some-such crap along those hippie lines. So because it’s a garden, he has a dozen flowers in it.”
“And what happens to these women?” Ice asked slowly.
“Nothing particularly good, as I’m sure you won’t be surprised to hear. The word around Salt Lake City PD is that they’re basically slaves-s***h-prisoners who do all the chores and provide s*x on tap. They also never leave the compound without some of the soldier guys chaperoning them. A select f
