Healing - Day 9

Chapter 2 –

“Mr. Lacy, I can’t promise anything, and I mean anything, but I’m going to look into this television preacher matter. As it stands, he’s done nothing wrong. I want you to understand that from the beginning.”

“Fine, I understand and I appreciate it. Yes, I would like to punish that man for what he did to my wife and to me, but there’s something else I want you to think about.”

Logan’s expression let the man know he was listening. “How many other people has this happened to? Think about that. Even if they didn’t die, how many have quit taking their medicine 0or treatments because this son-of-a-bitch has told them Jesus has cured them and they believed it?”

Logan nodded his head, but was thinking about what Bill had said about this being regular.

Logan’s buzzer sounded. “Logan, line three.”

“You want a better deal?” It was Father Bill.

“What do you mean a better deal?”

“There’s some Pentecostal church north of town that has a bus going to Richmond. For ten bucks we can ride the bus and get two meals.”

Logan let out a deep breath. “Bill, the price is great, but I imagine you’re talking about a pimento cheese sandwich and a couple of boiled eggs. Besides, the thought of riding for three hours up and three hours back with a bunch of Holiness doesn’t impress me at all.”

“Me neither, but the way I get it we go right in the front door. I can’t think of a better cover.”

“Cover? Bill, we’re talking about some religious crusade, not a Columbian drug bust.”

“No, but we’d fit right in. Nobody would be the wiser. They wouldn’t have any reason to treat us any different than any of the other rollers.”

Bill was getting into this thing. I hope he’s not planning on bringing along tear gas and an Uzi.

 “That does sound reasonable. I can’t say I’m looking forward to the trip, but okay.”

“Good, I’ll pick you up Wednesday morning at 9:00.”

“I can drive.”

“Yea, we’re riding in a bus so we fit in and we pull up into the parking lot in a stripped down Ford with baby moon hub caps and we won’t look like cops. Okay, real bright.”