Sandy Harris is a young Catholic girl, who is in love with the up and coming talented young snooker player, Brett Johnson.
When Sandy is sexually abused by her priest, he accuses her of enticing him into sexual sin. But he hides a dark secret.
When the priest becomes the victim of a serial killer Sandy and Brett are accused of his murder.
Sandy Harris is a young Catholic girl, who is in love with the up and coming talented young snooker player, Brett Johnson.
When Sandy is sexually abused by her priest, he accuses her of enticing him into sexual sin. But he hides a dark secret.
When the priest becomes the victim of a serial killer Sandy and Brett are accused of his murder. Sandy despairs of Brett ever loving her after what has happened to her.
It takes all the skill of the Rev. Dr. Roger Ratcher, the Ecclesiastical Investigator to unravel all the skeins of the interconnection between the serial killer, the priest and Sandy Harris.
In this powerful story of love, betrayal, retribution and forgiveness the author has explored the dark underbelly of the Catholic scandal of the predatory priest.
In Sandy Harris and Brett Johnson the author has created two likeable and captivating characters. While in the Rev. Dr. Roger Ratcher he has created a wholly believable and unusual Investigator who looks set to become a regular series character.
Excerpt
CHAPTER ONE
‘Sandy! Sandy!’
‘Oh, I’m sorry, Sister Wilson, I wasn’t listening.’
‘I think we are all aware of that, Sandy Harris.’
The class tittered.
‘Would you like to share your thoughts with us?’
Sandy turned a bright scarlet.
‘Are your thoughts so shameful that they make you blush? I think you will need to go to confession. When did you last make your confession?’
Sandy was ashamed to admit that it had been six months, ever since she had started having sex with Brett Johnson.
‘I can’t remember?’ she lied.
‘Well, it can’t have been very recent then’, Sister Wilson replied. ‘Don’t you know that if you die with un-confessed sin, your immortal soul will be cast into the burning fires of hell, where you will writhe in agony forever more,’ she asserted uncharitably.
‘Yes, Sister,’ Sandy replied meekly, ‘I’ll go on Saturday.’
Sandy knew from bitter experience that it was pointless to argue with the stony-hearted Nun, but she knew that she couldn’t go to confession on Saturday either.
‘If any of you other girls have not confessed recently, then you had better go on Saturday, as well,’ Sister Wilson commanded.
‘Yes, Sister,’ they all intoned. But none of them had any intention of confessing to Father Wilkinson, because they all knew something about him that Sister Wilson did not.
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