How had he gotten himself in such a mess? Charles Morgen knew the answer to his own rhetorical question, but that didn't make him feel any better about the situation. He had followed what he believed to be guidance from God, and now here he was, on a street in New York City, anticipating a face-to face confrontation with the most evil man in the world. But this involved two dubious presumptions: That the opponent would be an actual human being...