Page 79 of Their Will be Done

I came to Saint Amos to be with the man I thought of as a friend.

But I was wrong. There’s nothing here for me. No friends. No support.

Come the weekend, when all the other students transfer over to Sisters of Mercy for spring break…

I’ll be going with them.

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When I enterthe dining hall at lunch, finally peckish for the first time today, I immediately regret my decision when I spot my tray with its pink post-it note.

TRIN

There’s a heart over the I again. Thankfully, the actual food inside looks like everyone else’s. If anything had been cut into the shape of a heart, I’d have bolted.

Jasper tries to get my attention, but I ignore him and head for the back of the room. When I walk past the kitchen doors, I spot Apollo through the window.

I ignore him too, even when he beckons me with a flick of his hand.

The Brotherhood has what it wants. I’m sure Gabriel’s computer was stuffed full of all sorts of incriminating evidence. It’s time they realized I’m not useful anymore and left me alone.

Apollo doesn’t leave the kitchen or try and attract my attention again. I sit and eat my sandwich, pretending not to notice the way the boys around me stare as if expecting me to start doing somersaults.

Then Sister Miriam comes up to me, stopping right beside my bench during her usual rounds.

I pause mid-chew and look up at her as my mouthful of cheese-and-tomato sandwich dissolves on my tongue.

My stomach flips over when she hands me a folded note. “What’s this?”

“It’s a note, Miss Malone.” Miriam’s voice could have fixed our little issue with the melting ice caps.

“Thank you?”

But she’s already gone. The boys around have me have all transformed into spotted barn owls. I’m itching to fold open the note and find out what it says, but then anyone at the table could read it.

It looks just like the notes the Brotherhood slips under my door. Same paper, same fold. Probably just a coincidence.

More likely, it’s a note from Father Gabriel.

Gabe.

I twist my mouth to the side and shove the note into my pocket. The dress Sister Ruth made for me feels softer after it’s gone through the laundry a few times. I’m grateful for the thick fabric now. It’s been raining pretty much nonstop since last night, so the temperature inside the dorms has plummeted.

I leave the other half of my sandwich uneaten, and take my tray to the rack filled with empty dishes. I spot Apollo in the window again, but I pretend not to see him beckoning me.

Did they find something on that device? Is that why—?

No, fuck it.

Curiosity killed the cat, hung the monkey, and drowned Trinity Malone.

I’m done looking for answers.

Chapter Thirty

Trinity

Iget as far as the prayer room down the hall from the cafeteria. Glancing around, I duck behind the pillars shielding the alcove’s door and tug the note out of my pocket.

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