Chapter 11
Saint Vincent's Catholic Medical Centers of New York, 7th Avenue
Ben and Susan tried to make eye contact with the blond receptionist, who kept her eyes fixed on the monitor while placidly chewing her gum.
“Hi there, we're looking for Father Nicholas Savino. Would you kindly tell us which room he's in?”
The girl, never taking her eyes off the computer, started typing frenetically and then slowed down, mumbling her answer, “Third floor, room 321. There's a note that says he's not allowed any sweets. Have a nice day.”
Ben slipped the box of chocolates he had brought clumsily behind his jacket.
When they entered Father Nicholas' room, they found him laying on his bed, facing the wall
“Hello? Are we disturbing you?”
He answered with a sort of grunting noise. At least he wasn'
