“Brother Simon, it may seem a very personal matter, but please, can you tell me how you received that fierce looking scar on your face? It must have been a painful injury.”
He smiled and nodded before replying. “I don"t mind you asking at all, DC Dodds. It looks like a duelling scar, doesn"t it?”
It was Dodds" turn to nod.
“Well, that"s exactly what it is: a duelling scar!”
“You"re kidding?” Dodds appeared surprised. “How …?”
“It"s not what you think.” The monk was still smiling as he spoke. “Believe it or not, long before I became Brother Simon, I was a movie stuntman, and I got this when a stunt went wrong.”
Dodds gasped in amazement. “But I thought those things were all strictly choreographed for safety?”
“Ah, you"re a knowledgeable man, Detective, and yes, you"re quite right. Bu
