“So, how are we going to manage this?” Aggie asked. “The photographs of the artwork are great, but they won’t help us find the real things. We’ve got these other pages all in the same handwriting, one of them signed by Fra Nizza and dating from 1943. I can’t translate the Italian…”
“I probably can,” interjected Priest. “But the style of handwriting is different, so I’ll have some trouble getting through it.”
“Should we bring in an Italian language expert?” Alana asked.
“No,” replied Priest, “I don’t think so. We should probably keep this close to the vest for now.”
He was thinking about the phone call from Bordrick, a conversation that he had still not revealed to Aggie or Alana. Despite those private concerns, it still seemed wise to limit access to these photographs to as few people
