A hoarse, tortured sound wrenched out of Mitch's throat. Horrors enough at the hands of a stranger, but how unspeakably terribleto suffer at the hands of someone he had known and trusted. Albert and I were going over some church accounts, the priest said. Is this about Josh? Why would you ask that? Father Tom gave a laugh that held no amusement.
The phone rang and she dove for it, knocking the base to the floor. He's a nice boy. Karen meant well. He just assaulted a priest, Mitch drawled.
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