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I let Father Collins lead me out of the room, leaving Ros behind, but I cast a look over my shoulder before the view through the doorway was blocked by the wall. Ros stood in the room with his hands balled into fists at his side, and his eyes staring in frustration at the floor.
“Come along, Kate,” Collins called from a few steps further down the hall.
I scurried to catch up to him as he led me down the leftward portion of the hall toward what I assumed was the back of the church. “Ros isn’t one of the brothers?”
Collins burst into laughter and the noise startled a pair of brothers who stood against the wall. The good father gathered himself and bowed his head to them, where they returned the favor. “Pardon my outburst,” he apologized as he turned his attention to me. His eyes t
