The steps above the church were empty, the soldiers were either in bed or in bars. There were no lights on inside the basement church. Darcy would be there, though; he had nowhere else to go. The door was locked. Charlie thought about picking it and changed his mind. There was no point antagonising the old priest if he didn"t have to. Instead he banged on the door until he heard movement inside.
There was only an oil lamp lit when Darcy let him in. He expected Darcy to rest it on the altar, so they could speak under Christ as normal, only this time he didn"t. They sat at the other side of the shadowy room, and Charlie couldn"t shake the feeling that the old priest had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
“We lost Rachel,” Charlie confessed before he said anything else.
Darcy di
