Sam winced. "You know, they were never to clear on that part in Hebrew school. I guess they didn't want to traumatize us with the gory details about how Judah beat an army with a hammer." Of course, given where she was in her life now, it was far too easy to fill in those blanks.

She'd seen worse slaughter than with a hammer.

"Maybe we should just got for peaceful negotiation," she said. Didn't matter if it deviated from the story.

Damn thing wasn't in the Torah anyway.

She stood up, stepping over the ledge of the tub carefully. "I'll be Antiochus." She turned around, the synthetic curls of her wig whipping around her face. "And you can talk me into surrendering."