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Investigation
Brendon drove back to the police station with Bishop Marcelo in the backseat of the car. He lead the Excellency to his tiny office in the last corner of the station. He closed the door behind them and made sure to close the blinds of the windows partially as well. When it was the only two of them he asked directly. - So your Excellency, the Plague of the Church. - Marcelo sighed and took a handkerchief out of his pocket. He wiped the sweat off of his forehead and put the handkerchief back before he said. - My young friend, the Plague of the Church is older than both of us. It all started with one church at a remoted little town. That incident lead to the tragedies that keep happening till today. We even sent an Archbishop there to investigate what happened about ten years ago. He neve
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