CHAPTER SIXTEEN
“What are you doing here?” Remi asked.
It was Father De Sanctis, one of the Association of Devout Students, an ancient order dating back to the beginnings of the Catholic Church and dedicated to defending the secrets of the Gospel of Longinus. She had helped arrest a killer who had been targeting members one by one, trying to get at the gospel itself.
“Monitoring you,” he said, staggering to his feet.
“Stop right there, you are under arrest,” Remi said.
Father De Sanctis smiled. “Am I? You have no authority here. And what have I done that’s illegal?”
“You killed the museum director.”
“No. That was a young man stronger than I am. I had a brief glimpse of him coming out of the director’s office. Through connections I knew that you were to meet with Salah, and I came he
