Chapter 38



Cameron strolled up the aisle along the rows of long wooden pews. The deeper Cameron walked into the cathedral the further he was immersed in the smell of antiquities, incense, and varnish that hung in the air.  The cabinet like confessional booths lined the sidewall.  The voice on the phone had said to go to the last confessional.  When Cameron reached the pew even with the prayer closet, he turned from the center aisle, nonchalantly scanned the room and balconies for anything out of sorts, and then went to the confessional.  Everything in the cathedral appeared appropriate.

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