I FIND HELEN OUTSIDE the interview room, leaning against the wall, her head down, her arms crossed. I approach and reach my hand out to touch her shoulder.
“I’m fine, Tom,” she whispers.
“You were brilliant,” I say quietly. “That last bit you said, absolutely beautiful.”
She nods. “At least I got some good information. Whoever LW is, he was active on those discussion forums. I’m going to check with Gladys, see if she’s found anything. Coming?”
Hallstead is helping Father Xavier to the door. He’s in handcuffs, standard procedure I know, but it’s still a little disturbing to see a fellow priest like this.
“I’ll catch up with you,” I say. “I think I’ll stay with Father Xavier until he’s in a cell. The whole booking process can be intimidating.”
Helen nods. “I’ll be ready for lunch in a
