Bonnie

“I can’t do that,” he said quietly. “You must see that I can’t betray a trust. As a psychiatrist, I was bound by one oath, and when I became a priest, I became bound by an even stronger one. Either way, I mustn’t break my vows.”

“Or you could be protecting yourself and using your vows to keep me from finding Da

He looked her straight in the eye. “Yes, it is.”

“Did you do it? What was the verdict of that court?”

He smiled faintly. “Another vow that I can’t break. I agreed to a sealed testimony. You wouldn’t want me to get in trouble with the law.”

He wasn’t going to help her, she realized in frustration. The priest was staring at her with an expression that was firmly determined. “Da

He smiled faintly. “God will understand. I can’t please everyone, Ms. Duncan. I have to choose. I realized that a long time ago.” He glanced away from her. “Who is Da

“Thomas Jacobs.” Her gaze was studying his face, but she could see no change of expression. “You don’t recognize the name?”

His smile deepened. “I understand you deal with faces all the time in your profession. Can’t you read me?”

“Maybe.” She was silent a moment. “I don’t believe he told you anything about Jacobs. But that’s a guess. I don’t know you, and you’re obviously smart and have a good deal of self-control.”

“And you’re desperate to learn something you can sink your teeth into. I’m a great disappointment to you.”

“You’re damn right.”

“And you’re in pain. Such pain.” He nodded thoughtfully. “I’ll tell you what I can, Ms. Duncan. You won’t be satisfied, but it may help you get through this.” He gazed at the water now flowing from the fountain. “First, you have to know that I have no real idea where you can find Ted Da

“That sounds amazingly self-sacrificial. I’m finding that fairly unbelievable in the context of what I know about Da

“Why? Every man has to fight the sin within him. Da

“What demons?”

“He would have to identify them for you. He wanted help with them, but he would only talk about them vaguely. I couldn’t pin him down.”

“And you have no idea where he went when he left you or what he was doing?”

“I know he was working as a volunteer for the Salvation Army for a while in Birmingham. But then he left them, too, and started to go from job to job.”

“He wasn’t a young man, and he’d been injured. How could he get work?”

“The spinal operation was a complete success, and he worked out for hours every day. He said he had to keep strong. He was almost fanatical about it. He had a tent, and there were times he lived off the land for months at a time.”

He was telling her more than she had hoped. Not enough, but maybe she could push him. “Da

He didn’t answer for a moment. “Of course he did, and it tormented him. But it was always about his time in the service.” He hesitated. “I ca

“But he didn’t tell you about my daughter, Bo

He shook his head. “You have to understand. Da

“And he never told you anything about Bo

“I wouldn’t lie to you.”

“Wouldn’t you? But you said ‘the little girl.’ What little girl? Da

He shook his head. “Nothing clear or concise. He never referred to her by name.” He paused. “Though he did mention a little girl.”

She stiffened. “Did he tell you what he did to her?”

“You don’t understand. He never spoke of this little girl as a victim. He refers to her as if she’s alive. It may be another child.”

“Then you have to tell me where I can find her. He’s a murderer. We have to get her away from him.”

“I don’t think that she’s in danger. If I were to describe his feeling for her, I’d say he was intimidated.”

“What?”

“That’s my impression.” He shrugged. “And that’s all I can discuss with you. You had a right to know that I have no definitive information concerning your daughter.” He turned away. “Rules are rules, but I don’t believe God would want you tormented like that.”

“Wait.”

“I have to go and change, and I have an appointment with a young couple who are being married. I’ve told you all I can.”

“Wait. You said he was lost … and mad. And what’s all this talk of demons?”

He paused, then said, “During his bad times, he believes that he’s surrounded by demons and that it’s his duty to destroy them.”

“Bad times? Does he have good times?”

“Oh, yes, he can be kind and generous, and he wants desperately to be good. But those times have become less frequent lately.” He added soberly, “Which makes for a very dangerous condition. One moment he’s fairly stable, and the next he’s … volatile.”

“You mean dangerous.”

“Considering what you’ve told me, I have to assume that’s true.”

“I don’t know about his good times, but I’ve witnessed one of his bad episodes,” Eve said grimly. “He almost killed my friend Catherine. You said that you’d go after him yourself. How can you do that if you don’t know where he is? Was that the truth?”

He smiled. “I don’t lie. Good afternoon, Ms. Duncan.”

She couldn’t let him go. “John Gallo is probably inside with Father Dominic now. Will you talk to him?”

“Of course.” He was walking down the path. “He’s Da

Her hands clenched as she watched him walk away from her. Questioning the priest had been like battering against an invisible wall. He had been courteous, cool, and tough as nails. There was no way to reach him and get past the barrier of his damn code. What could they do? It wasn’t as if they could use force against him. How did you manage to overcome a code that had led Kevin Do

Maybe. Unless that pious front hid an i

But she had to do something. There had to be a way, and she wasn’t going to find it staring after the priest like this.