Chapter 48: **Pervert, Rap*st, Abuser**
Callian parked the car just outside the quiet, empty churchyard.
The building loomed dark in the night; its doors seemed to be locked tight.
Eira glanced at him.
He nodded. "Let's do this."
Callian walked up to the door, giving it a hard shove, but it wouldn't budge.
He took a step back, then kicked hard near the lock.
The door creaked, splintered, and finally swung open with a low groan.
They stepped inside, the clicking sound of their footsteps broke the silence in the cold, dark church.
Eira's eyes focused on the casket near the altar, where her old teacher lay.
She moved forward slowly, and Callian hung back, watching, ready to warn her if anyone came by.
As Eira reached the casket, she stared down at the man who had haunted her for so many years.
She took a slow breath and leaned in, speaking softly.
