...The man had the distinct feeling that he and the nun were dueling - she with her back to the chapel, he with a stone archangel at either shoulder, the square between them shuffling with ghosts.
With every brush of skin on skin, his virus was leaping like fire from match head to match head - and somehow Sister Domenica knew...
--From The Patron Saint of Plagues (Chapter Three)
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Anderson has some serious writing chops, and he delivers a page turner that is at once a medical thriller, cyberpunk romp and provocative tease.
© 2006 Barth Anderson
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