Forty-Four
I AM NOT SURPRISED when the Archbishop calls.
I am surprised that it includes a dinner invitation for the evening we return to Maryland.
For both myself and Helen.
“Just a small gathering at the residence,” he says, “you, Detective Parr, myself, and Father Wayne, just to show my congratulations for what you did down there.”
“Your Eminence, it really isn’t necessary,” I reply.
“Oh, I think it is,” he says. “You both put yourselves in mortal danger to save those young women. That’s to be commended. The press is already asking questions about you. I expect there's going to be some news stories in the days ahead about this.”
He pauses. “Tom,” he says, more seriously this time, “I forwarded the information you sent to the Archdiocese of New Orleans. They’re going to work with
