“Who is your friend?” the priest asked curiously.
“His name is Andreas Valachi.” Dean answered sending calming waves toward the priest when his eyes widened, connecting the last name to the man that was surely going to come for him. “Many know him by his nickname Lupus. Last I heard he was living in a village called Trepalle.”
The priest nodded, “I am very familiar with the area. I did missionary work there early in my career.”
Dean nodded, “Good, file the paperwork and be on the next plane out.”
“What should I tell him?” the old man asked a little confused.
“Tell him Dean is calling in his favor… then tell him the truth. All of it.” Dean gave a small smile knowing Anthony’s brother was the safest place to hide the priest for now.
Without another word, the older man rushed out of the
