"Go on, girl. It’s now or never." Serrin said. Kristen suddenly dropped onto the floor in a very convincing faint. Serrin fell to his knees beside her and Streak finally got the game. He jabbered in passable Italian to a young cleric who’d hurried over to see what was wrong, asking the man to call for an ambulance. It probably wasn’t serious, but it wasn’t the first time and . . .