When imagining a life as a nun not a single thought would be even remotely violent, which was true in most cases. As a talented writer mother superior found a useful role for you two draw traffic to the church. Being a journalist nun got a lot of laughs until you began covering cults and murders. Working alongside a detective on a very disturbing case brought upon many challenges. One being the need to call upon Father Charlie Mayhew., the young who would be able to decipher the religious symbols.

Now you sat across from him at some diner. Stealing a fry from his plate, his gaze quick to follow your movements.

“Theft is a sin, sister.” He spoke up, those dark eyes of his seemed to stare upon your very soul, before the corners of his mouth curved upwards. He was unlike any other priest you would cross paths with.