The Brotherhood – Second excerpt

“Your Eminence, I really think-“ the young man spluttered on the other side of the heavy oak desk. His mop of thick dark curls was in disarray, and his plump face was crimson with his entreaty. Cardinal Claudio Vivaldi thought it lent him the hue of an overripe tomato. “Thankfully, the Lord did not putContinue reading “The Brotherhood – Second excerpt”

The Brotherhood – Opening

His eyes fluttered open to the opening bars of Schubert’s “Ave Maria”. He groaned, turning over in his single bed and scrabbling at the alarm clock on the bedside table with trembling hands. The cold Winter dawn penetrating through the single pane lit on his liver-spotted forearm. He sighed, and the breath rattled in hisContinue reading “The Brotherhood – Opening”