"Good morning. I am Father Anthony", greeted the dark skinned priest before the Clarks in front of the door of the empty church.
He offered them a bow.
Delia and Damien stood before him—dressed in their usual black corporate attire—with Delia's face hidden under her veil hat.
"The Clarks", They bowed subtly.
He smiled at them, before locking his eyes on Delia. His smile widened. "I have been expecting you, Mrs. Clark".
Her brows quirked. "What?"
The grey bearded priest smiled, turning around, "Please follow me".
He began padding forward.
Damien and Delia stood still, sparing each other a gaze.
Damien then asked, "How does he know you?"
"Well, two years ago, Andrew brought me here for a Sunday service".
"Oh... Is that why you picked him?"
