He shook his head and raised his wrist where a bracelet hung. From it a medallion of Saint George was dangling. "Protection, of a sort. He also hears it if you pray."
"There's others, but I don't know any personally." Smiling he scribbled down a phone number. "Her name is Clio. She's a Muse. She can explain that one better then I can. She's nice. You'll like her."