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Orphanage Home: 213 Lukward Street, Los Angeles. She was shocked and didn’t put it into consideration until she saw another familiar writing on the paper. The old priest stated: “Fred and I. May the Heavenly Father forgive us.” Her eyes widened, confusion hit her hard. “Why would the old priest demand forgiveness from the Lord for him and Fred”? “What’s going on?” she gasped. The room became thick, each walls held secrets of decades. Tension grew. As Secrets are about to be unveiled.

“You’re not the only one that feels something. It’s just...my life is really fucked up, and I don’t want to drag you into it. It’s not fair to do that to you.” “Is it because you’re some kind of killer?” She asks bluntly. So bluntly that I have to blink my eyes to make sure I heard her correctly. “What?” I ask evenly. Sage sighs in exasperation and takes a step back. “Come on, Priest. No one kills a man and casually walks away from the scene the way you just did. That is unless you’ve done it before. You killed that guy without a second thought and ordered Dragon to take the other one. You’re a cold bastard Aidan “Priest” Santos, and I’m not stupid. Oh, and let’s not forget the codenames: Pr