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looking for angels-chapter 12St. Peter’s Monastery. In the coming storm, it looked almost haunting compared to the hundreds of sunny days Caprice had visited it for interviews with monks and police. The ominous gate gaped wide open, daring Caprice and Jonah to enter. “Ironic,” Jonah stated in a low whisper. “This place is supposed to be God’s House. In this light, it looks almost…evil.” “Ha!” Caprice gave a nervous laugh. Only minutes ago, she had been wishing to be anywhere but the rat-infested basement of the terrorists’ bar. Now, she could handle rats compared to this dark, dismal place. Even in the sun, itlooking for angels-chapter 12
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