“I don"t judge anyone, Inspector,” Byrne stated firmly, having now dropped the "Detective Inspector" and reverting to the usual shortened version most people used when speaking to Ross. “That"s a privilege reserved for our Lord in Heaven. I promise you, I"d have done all I could to help the poor girl, and I"m saddened that I will never have that opportunity. I don"t mean to pry, Inspector, but if it"s not confidential information, may I ask what church she originally attended?”
Ross saw no harm arising from giving Byrne the answer.
“It was The Church of St. John the Baptist.”
“Ah, that would be Father Joe, real name Father Giuseppe Albani. I"ve met him a few times since I arrived, at the regular monthly meeting held at the Bishop"s Palace. I know now why the mother was so committed to t
