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Father Joseph Kümmel clenched his jaw, his eyes burning into the wooden desk as he stared at it. If he wasn’t careful, everything would come crumbling down around him. All the signs were there. First there was the incident with Isabella Martin. Then the police sniffing around. And now Amy Kemp’s attempt at an opportunistic escape. Of course, there had been attempts and incidents in the past, but they were now growing in frequency. It was time for drastic action.
He signalled for Nelson to escort Amy Kemp’s parents into the room and watched as the door opened, looks of awe and amazement on the Kemps’ faces.
‘Father Joseph, it is an honour to be invited to meet with you,’ Mrs Kemp said, Father Joseph’s raised hand silencing her just as quickly as she’d begun.
‘My child, I have to tell
