Chapter 76
“HOLD ON now,” Woodward shouted. “I did not tell you to attack anyone! I had nothing to do with this.”
Lying on his back on the asphalt of Main Street, Danny Gervais squinted against the evening June sky but still glared at the bulky Woodward. On his face, anger fought nausea to a draw.
“You said,” Danny gasped, “you said at the next disaster, we’d move. We’d be in charge.”
“I did not tell you to create that disaster!” Woodward shouted.
Danny tried to sit up, but Ceren’s sneaker to his gut had put him down hard. “You said, ‘Will no one,’” he wheezed, “‘ditch this annoying priest?’”
Woodward’s face turned white for a moment before sudden anger blossomed red in his cheeks. “I did not say that!”
“It’s ‘will no one rid me of this meddlesome priest,’” someone said.
The crowd
