Chapter 6 –
Frank heard nothing from Father Bill for two days. In the back of his mind he thought Bill saying something to the girl probably sent her packing back to Reverend Taylor. At 2:10 PM on the third day, he found out this was not the case.
“Detective Frank Logan.”
“Okay, I’ll see you in ten minutes.”
Ten minutes later, Frank walked into Bertie’s Restaurant. Bill had called and said to meet him, but the young lady Frank had met at the rectory the night they confronted Taylor was seated with him.”
“Well, this is a pleasant surprise. Good to see you again,” Frank said to the woman.
Father Bill spoke up. “You remember Lynn, I told you about her wanting out from Taylor and his whole crowd.”
“Yes, you did. Glad to see you. I hate to be rude, but do you have a last name? All I have heard is Lynn.”
She smiled a pleasant smile, “Powell, Lynn Powell.”
“Pleased to meet you, Ms. Powell.”
“Not to cut it short, Ms. Powell, but if you want to get out from Reverend Taylor’s group, by far the simplest thing would be to just get in the car with me right now and I can take you to a safe house.”
“It’s not that simple, Detective. I need to get my. . .”
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