Chapter ONE - Weebly

Caner halted, as did Ethan.
“I lease Mister Pell a room,” the rector said. “Late
last night he left our house, doing his best to go
undetected. He came home sometime later. Do you
know anything about where he might have gone?”
Ethan met the man’s gaze. “Did you ask him?”
“I did not. To be honest, I think I already know.
You may roam this city day and night, exposing yourself
to every sort of wickedness, but men of the Church do
not.” He took a breath, straightened. “I’m telling you to
leave him alone. I don’t want him having anything to do
with you.”
“I’ve already told you that I have no control over
Mister Pell. I’ve done nothing to corrupt him or put him
in danger, and I never would.”
“And his whereabouts last night?”
“You’ll have to ask Pell.”
Caner said nothing. After a moment, Ethan said,
“Good night, Mister Caner,” and turned to go.
“What were you doing at my chapel?” the minister
asked.
Ethan faced the man once more, and sighed. “I