Chapter ONE - Weebly

“You’ve been looking into the matter of the Berson
girl, is that right?” Caner asked.
“Yes, Reverend, sir.”
“How goes your inquiry?”
“I believe I’m making some progress,” Ethan said,
choosing his words with care.
“Fine, fine. Glad to hear it. Terrible business.” Caner
stood a moment shaking his head slowly, his lips
pursed, a frown creasing his brow. “Trevor,” he said
rather abruptly, “I wonder if you wouldn’t mind leaving
us, so that I might have a word in private with Mister
Kaille.”
Ethan saw his own surprise mirrored in the young
minister’s expression.
“Of course.” He raised his eyebrows for just an
instant. “Good night, Mister Kaille. I wish you
continued success with your inquiry.”
“Thank you, Mister Pell,” Ethan said. “Good night.”
After watching Pell enter the chapel, Caner faced
Ethan again, his expression far less pleasant than it had
been when first he joined them in the yard.
“Walk with me,” he said, moonlight shining in his