Chapter 6: The Witch
The pastor, a rotund man in a black cassock, was at first reluctant to reveal what he knew, and Nathaniel, sitting beside him on a front pew, could see he knew something.
“Kind sir, I’m not asking you to betray any confidences, but merely to impart information, information that will help a great many people.”
The pastor considered Nathaniel’s plea, then in a quiet, softly spoken voice, he said, “What would you do to this woman, this witch, even if you do find her?”
Nathaniel felt no need to lie. Not because the pastor was a man of God, but because he felt his actions were justified and that he was working on the side of good, of all things holy.
“I’ll kill her,” he said. “I’ll find a way around her dark defences and I’ll cut off her head.”
The pastor’s eyes grew
