CHAPTER 85

The next day at our girl’s lunch out. I was sharing stories about Earl swipping the the sacramental wine from Father Montgomery. “How is Father Montgomery these days?” Natalie asked scooping up some ketchup with her fry. Candice shrugged. “Still not convicted. I swear he is as slippery as an ell. But Knox said that he might have more information or another lead to go off of.” I sighed. “I know that I certainly would appreciate if all of this buiness was finally at an end.” “Me...