"A cross?" When we were alone at the rear of the building, Tonia said. "It's just a cross?" I replied.
"Yeah," I said as I stood in a corner watching Sidney bask in the sun, his enormous tongue hanging out of his lips like a dog's, panting away to stay cool. He'd yawn now and then, exposing his massive canines. He gave us an uninterested glance before cleaning his fur.
“Joseph!” Tonia yelled at me, and I spun around to face her. Her face was filled with a frustrated expression. "Are you saying that out of all the information you gave me about the others, the only thing you saw in Prisca's case was an ancient cross?"
"It's an old wooden cross," I clarified. "Did you have something else in mind?"
“Tonia stopped before saying, "It's not like I was expecting her to be the beast, it's just
