Enna Clark had always thought that the temple he mentioned was the kind with red walls, green tiles, and enveloped in smog.
It wasn't until they arrived at a beautiful church that she realized, belatedly, that he had confused the church with the temple! He brought her to a church!
However, this church was enormous.
The magnificent European-style church looked like a castle from the Middle Ages at first glance.
When their car stopped at the entrance, someone was already there to open the doors for them.
Baron Lawrence got out first. The man who opened the door bowed deferentially, "President Lawrence, we're glad you made it. The Pope has delayed today's prayer in your honor."
"Hmm." He didn't even glance at the man, instead reaching out his hand in the car, "Enna Clark, get out."
The man looked curiously into the car.
