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December 2015
Amarillo, Texas
Hiram Beecher sat in his Amarillo office shaking his head at the Reverend Billy Paul’s latest email—‘Has that matter been taken care of yet?’
He clenched his fists until the knuckles cracked. His brain felt clogged at what the televangelist was asking of him. He reread the email. How am I going to do this?
The leader of the Brothers of the Lord had changed dramatically from the once-charismatic leader who awaited the second coming of Christ. Now the Reverend seemed old and bitter. It has to be the pilgrimage. Something happened to him that day, Beecher told himself. It was a wonder the man had survived.
At first, Reverend Billy Paul had been skeptical when he read Brother Hiram’s report regarding Adam Gwillt’s powers. After all, Beecher had given noth
