Chapter 2

“... and to what place soever he came,  he did so open the fountains of sacred scripture, that he watered their souls with the heavenly dew of his sermon.”

-Pope Gregory I

Nathaniel awoke sharply with the clear sense of danger at the front of his thoughts. He held himself still and glanced around, but as his vision focused it revealed no sign of his enemies in the dim space that surrounded him. The darkness had lessened. Narrow windows high upon the walls now glowed orange from behind, and his eyes could make out the atrium’s high ceiling.

He grabbed his scanner, directing it left and right.

“Shit,” he cursed under his breath. “They’re gone.”

He sat up carefully. His muscles...

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