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Father Joseph’s tone during the most recent sermon worried Ben. The sermon had been unexpected, although he had a fair idea of what he should expect after seeing Amy Kemp being snatched mid-run.
He’d watched it all. He’d almost been able to read what was going through her mind. He could almost see the cogs turning. He’d been tempted himself a few times, but he knew the risks were too high. The only way he was ever going to get out was by playing the long game. Good things come to those who wait.
Father Joseph and his cronies had one enormous advantage: by and large, they were trusted. That meant they could get away with doing all sorts of things, even in broad daylight, and people would either turn a blind eye or they’d not even see it. But Ben was different. Ben was watching.
He’d
