Chapter 28
1911, London
As Charles Greene waited for the secretary to show him into the archbishop’s office, he saw the archbishop sitting at his desk. The man was reviewing a scrapbook open on his desk. Charles assumed it was the newspaper clippings the archbishop had asked him to send. The secretary allowed him to enter the office, and the archbishop stood and walked around his desk to greet him.
“Charlie,” the archbishop said as he reached for an embrace, “how good it is to see you again.”
“Thank you, sir.” He entered the archbishop’s arms.
“So tell me how things are going with our Reverend Norris in Southampton?”
“The trial is progressing. Although I’ve just received word that the rector has been hurt in some jail violence.”
“Jail violence?” the senior official repeated.
“Yes,
