“I don’t know, but enough to jail us both! Go to my study and destroy all the papers you find there. Then bring the car to the rear exit.”
“How soon we leaving?”
“Fifteen minutes.”
“Can you get the sapphire in that time?” Winkey asked doubtfully. “What if the old lady holds out?”
“I’ve locked her in her room. Also the other women. I’ll not bother with Mrs. Hawthorne. There are quicker methods.”
“Her granddaughter?”
“Exactly. We’ll carry out my original plan. Miss Rhoda will be glad to talk when I have finished with her!”
“It’s kinda harsh treatment—”
“Do as you are told!” Father Benedict cut in sharply.
“Okay, boss,” agreed Winkey. “I’ll sure be glad to shake the dust of this place off my feet. This cult racket never was in our line. We got in deeper than we figured.”