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“A youth called Marcus and his sister Deborah.”
“Go and inform Father Jerome, pronto while I’ll call the
RCMP,” Sister Gladys said to which the other nun responded
by saying no word but by running to the door and stairs that led
upstairs to Father Jerome’s room.
“What’s going on Sister Gladys?” Anton asked, “I know
the youth Marcus and his sister too…”
“I’m afraid I have to inform you, although I’d prefer Father
Jerome did this, of certain things which took place last nigh,”
Sister Gladys said as she finished dialing the local police.
Anton stood silent waiting for the nun to continue. His
face didn’t present anything other than surprise at the news he
heard.
“Last night Mr. Jonas a murder took place within the walls
of this building,” she said.
“A murder?”
“Yes Mr. Jonas, a murder; Father Thomas was murdered,
there behind that door,” she said pointing at the door Sister Anna
had gone through.
“Father Thomas, murdered? Who killed him?”
“That is a matter of the RCMP now…and these two kids
gone this morning…” Sister Gladys added.
Before Anton could say anything else, George the Cretan
cook came in and seeing Anton with Sister Gladys he joined them.
“Good morning to you both, what’s up?” his voice was as
cheerful as it could be.
“Things aren’t so happy here today, George,” Anton told
him.
“What happened? Why the long faces?” he asked seeing
Sister Gladys’ frowned face and the furrow between Anton’s
eyebrows.

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