100 COFFINS

Joseph’s heart raced with what he guessed to be infinite love. Tears of mixed emotion escaped his eyes.

Paul raised a single hand. “I know what you want to say. And you know I feel the same for you and the entire flock of Trinity Hill. I marvel at the appropriate name of this wonderful place.”

“There is another thing,” Joseph said; his throat tightened. “A stranger arrived.”

“A blessing,” Paul smiled.

“No, my lord. This is a man of evil. I feel it in him. He is a killer.”

Paul cast a stern look. “Are you so intuitive to turn away those who would go my way?”





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