Chapter 9
Victoria burst through the door into the sitting room at the church residence, aware she was moving too fast and breathing even faster but unable to stop.
Despite her nearly obsessive precautions, she was certain Superintendent Stewart would manage to follow her, right into the heart of everything and everyone that mattered most to her.
Unlike her fears of unseen pursuit—at least she hoped they were only fears—her haste wasn’t imagined. Rob, Jean, Michael, and Father Hall all jerked their heads toward her, surprise writ large across their faces.
She did her best to pretend not to see an equal amount of fear.
The remains of breakfast were piled on large trays off to the side, with only tea cups scattered across the low table in the middle of the room. She’d had her own breakf
