CHAPTER 52 “My destiny awaits.”
Heart racing, Renato pressed his back against the dark side of the steeple. Another close call. And yet, here he stood, on the threshold of his destiny. What an ordinary man might perceive as luck, Renato recognized as the workings of Fate. This was his treasure, and this was his time.
His one regret was that the Kronks had made off with that golden statue. It must represent only a small portion of the riches taken from the Lady of Cadiz, but Renato wanted it all. Once the main body of loot had been secured, he would find a way to recover the statue as well.
Whoops of excitement echoed from the hill, and Renato saw the priest approaching LaChaise with a dagger. The savages howled their approval, while the black on the other stake stood stoically, seemingl
