Map of Bones
“MILAN, ITALY ONCE INSIDE, the priest closed the door to the sacristy. It was the chamber where the clergy and altar boys robed themselves prior to Mass.
Rachel heard the lock click behind her.
She half turned and found a pistol leveled at her chest. Held in the hand of the priest. His eyes had gone as cold and hard as polished marble.
“Don’t move,” he said firmly.
Rachel backed a step. Vigor slowly raised his hands.
To either side were closets hung with clerical garments and vestments, used daily by the priests to say Mass. A table held a row of silver chalices, haphazardly arranged for the same. A large gilded silver crucifix, mounted on a wrought-iron pole, leaned against one corner, meant to lead a processional.
The door on the opposite end of the sacristy opened.
A familiar bull of a man entered, filling the doorway.
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