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rounded the corner and left their sightthe camerlegno felt a maelstrom of
emotions like nothing he thought possible in human experience. He had poisoned the
he called “Holy Father” the man who addressed him as “my son
always believed the words “fat
the diabolical truth-the words had been
Like that fateful night w
th
eeks agothe camerlegno now felt him
It
him from a fitful sleep. The Popethey saidwas not answering his door or his phone.
The clergy were frightened. The camerlegno was the only one who could enter the Po
chambers unannounced.
The camerlegno entered alone to find the Popeas he was the night beforetwisted and
dead in his bed. His Holiness’s face looked like that of Satan. His tongue black like
death. The Devil himself had been sleeping in the Pope’s bed.
The camerlegno felt no remorse. God had spoken.
Nobody would see the treac
He announced the terrible news-His Holiness was dead of a stroke. Then the camerlegn
prepared for conclave.
Mother Maria’s voice was whispering in his ear. “Never break a promise to God.”
“I hear youMother” he replied. “It is a faithless world. They need to be brought ba
the path of righteousness. Horror and Hope. It is the only way.”
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and as they walked
on MacConnell spoke again