Chapter 430
- The Monk
- He sat back, his fingers steepled as he smiled to himself. Truly, the ways of God were strange, he thought as he smiled maliciously.
- He had heard of what had transpired at the house of Lucien Delano; it always paid to have moles in the opposite camp. Paid spies. And sometimes, threatening them, made them ferret out information for the monk with alacrity.