Chapter 68
Her Grace told the wheelchair to move forward. The chair confirmed that she wanted to move forward. It really did help having the flags on the floors so she knew the distances to things.
“Stop,” she said.
The stop command was the only command the chair didn’t question.
She did not watch news or surf the web. She relied on faith and reports from her people. She opened her email and ignored the first six new messages. The seventh was the one she had been waiting for.
“Open message from Joshua,” she said.
“Do you wish me to open message from Joshua?” the computer asked?
“Yes,” she said, as patiently as she could.
The priest had done his work well, as he should if he valued his freedom. His penchant for little boys had cost the Church time, money, and grief, but he did command loyalty from some of the soldiers of God. The couple had done their job. One threat was eliminated and two more would be imprisoned soon. She might be able to turn McDonald and the Jewess’ capture into an execution.
Her Grace had learned her lesson about the brother and the Jewess abomination and Hong Lee. These people were smart and had influence and resources. Robert E. Lee White was probably helping them. He had been an altar boy and had even considered the priesthood in his youth. How could he possibly be the best friend of an atheist, one whose sister was a lesbian and who worked to suborn their savior’s will? There still might be a way. Who was his confessor? Perhaps she could have him replaced for a while with one of her loyal priests. For all she knew his priest could be a member of the inner circle of the Church of the Seven Sisters.
She knew that her time was limited and knew that direct action was the key. It would take the labs another year to help their savior create the Sword of God. She must act decisively and right now.
“Compose reply.”