"True. She'd probably make sure I got trapped in there and then spit on my corpse." Parker sighed. "I'm going to call him, see if I can go over there tonight. I think he's working, but I don't know how long his shift is."

She turned back to scowling at Angel, then grinned. "I can ask him why he's here, right? The Library won't get mad about *that*. Will it?"