CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
A few hours later, Remi sat in Father Ambrogio’s office. The priest had asked for her to visit alone. Daniel was too busy at the hospital anyway, watching over the prisoner as he underwent an emergency hernia operation and treatment for his gunshot wound, so she had assented, both nervous and curious as to what the secretive priest wanted.
Father Ambrogio studied her for a moment before speaking.
“I wanted to thank you for saving Father Gentili. I must say I was surprised to learn he was a tattoo artist. I never suspected it would be someone like him, although I suppose that’s why he was chosen. Now that his role is known, the elders will have to find someone else to do the task.”
“I suppose you will,” Remi replied, wondering how many priests also knew how to handl
