“The world is full of bad men. Perhaps the police could help.” Father Gabriel says.
“These bad men would not care that police were involved. They own some of the police and they are not above killing those they don’t.” I look up at the simple stained glass windows of the church seeking solace but finding none. “I’m afraid that hiding is our best option at least for now.”
The priest looks at me, cocking his head slightly before speaking, “I don’t know what sort of trouble you two are in, but you are welcome to hide here as long as you need.”
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