”While this was going on one of the black clad Americans slipped between Marc and Skyler, and into the RV. Seeing Ron in the chair with blood all ov...r his shirt he checked Ron’s pulse. Not finding one, he yelled, “Sir, it looks like we can add murder to those charges.”The Border Patrol officer walked over and looked inside. He nodded, and turned to one of his men. “Jackson, you’d better put these men in cuffs, including the Major. Bryant, call the sheriff’s office. Tell him what happened, and. But Augustine had wandered into sin. For years, he had lusted after the whorish parishioners of Our Lady Queen of Heaven, the church he ran in Pingree Grove, Illinois, a small town outside of Chicago. Their filthy, harlot bodies always inflamed his lusts, and the way they would confess their sexual sins would make him throb beneath his cassock.The things he heard. The young ones engaging in premarital sex and sometimes even homosexuality, kissing and sucking and licking on their girlfriends. ’ They went to a bookshop first. Dave found a copy of Robert Frost’s Selected Poems and showed Alice The Road Not Taken. ‘This is what made me realise I really wanted you, and that I would be an idiot if I let this one chance pass,’ he said. ‘It’s beautiful, isn’t it?’ Alice said. ‘It’s really what life is all about. And sometimes — most times, I suppose — you simply don’t know the right road. But we both chose right. And we both found the crock of gold at the end of our rainbow, especially. Disgusting.”“Stop judging me.”“Nah, never. What’s the reason for your call?“I need you to check the Call-Out roster for this morning.”“Sure thing. Who am I looking up?”I glanced at Felicity. She didn’t look so relieved now.“Felicity Copeland. Do you have any record of her calling in late before her shift this morning?”“Mm, let me check,” Addie said. I could hear rustling papers on the other end. “I don’t think so. I’ll double-check, though. Rita was on the line this morning, too. Can I put you.