Shopping had never been one of McEwan"s weekend highlights. He rarely spent money on anything. He was usually too busy chasing down a clue or writing another interminable report. Driving in from the north side, he wondered if he was truly part of society, given his lack of participation in commerce and consumerism.
He and Kate had finally persuaded two of the female Watchers, Penemue and Sariel, into the back of the car alongside Kate. Azazel had insisted on sitting in the passenger seat. Penemue was an sss, regal in her bearing and about six feet four. Her long, blonde hair was loose and fell down her back, to her waist. Sariel was a pale, milky skinned woman, about five foot eleven. She was slight and delicate for her height. Her hair was short and red, making it look like she was on fi
