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... ed with rain and sweat. He dropped to one knee as soon as he reached the center aisle, fists clenched at his sides, head bowed. Behind him, two scouts stood silently — lean men with hollow eyes, their faces marked with black ash in the pattern of the sun.
High Father Elias Montano turned slowly from the altar. His hands were clasped behind his back. He had been standing before the chained husk of Sister Teresa for hours, whispering prayers only he understood.
Now, his gaze fell o ...
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