CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Brother Victor Romasancta of the Order of St. Adrian of Nicomedia let out a breath of relief. He hadn’t intended on passing right by Agents Walker and Laurent. It was only bad luck that had them waiting at the elevator door when he came up. But it didn’t matter. God had protected him. They both had seemed preoccupied and hadn’t been paying as much attention as good officers of the law should.
He walked slowly down the hall, listening to the elevator doors close. When they did, he turned and looked at the LED light above the elevator, watching it until it reached the ground floor. Good. Now he was alone.
Alone with Professor Carter.
He went straight to her room and knocked. There was the sound of movement on the other side of the door. The spyhole darkened.
“Who is it
