A Brace of Clerics“Did someone take it?” Langdon ran a shaking hand through his blond hair. He’d come when Jerry called, leaving one of his deacons to manage the baptismal class. Kit focused on the lines and shadows created by the black fabric of his shirt. The whiteness of his dog collar created a stark contrast.
“We should check the rest of the house.” Jerry’s tone sounded serious.
“And call the cops,” Langdon added.
Kit shook her head. “No, I promised. Let’s see what else is missing and go from there.”
A thorough search of the entire property found nothing missing or out of place. The navy blue of the sky had deepened to indigo as the rest of the city shuffled to bed. They met back in the lounge like explorers reuniting after an expedition. Each had drawn the same conclusion.
“Noth
