No

Aaralon glanced around the basement, there really were no places he could hide from the priest and god’s help him if he ended up getting caught. Much better to head out and wait for a better time to make his move.

Quickly he climbed the stairs, suddenly sure he would meet the priest coming the other way at any moment. His heart tight in his chest as he nearly ran through the back door of the house and towards the tree line.

The nerves that had **** him to move so quickly proved correct when he finally turned and stared back at the farmhouse and the road. He could see the priest walking towards the house, a young man and woman in tow. All three of them hauling more papers and books than Aaralon had seen since leaving the school.

He cursed himself somewhat as he watched them go inside, something telling him that it was going to be far more than a mere religious study that would be going on behind those walls.

Still, when he was sure he wouldn’t be seen, he began to slink back to the town. The sun was setting when he reached the outskirts, and he knew exactly what he needed to do. He needed to put someone onto the task of following the Pastor and his little helpers to collect dirt on them.

Sally seemed to know her way around, and he was sure she would be able to find the information he wanted. Maybe even generating it with her body. Yet something about Shane told him that he could be of great help in this.