Hughes had Jimmy drive behind him, and they drove to a small church in Brooklyn. It was a very inconspicuous little church, but it looked quite old, and the door was already closed when Hughes and they arrived.
Hughes knocked on the door, and a very low small door opened. Hughes and Jimmy ducked their heads and entered the church. The person behind the door closed it, said nothing, and led them to a lounge at the back of the church.
Inside the lounge sat a middle-aged white man dressed in priestly clothes, holding a Bible in his hands. When he saw Hughes and company come in, the priest put away the Bible and stood up to greet Hughes: "Good evening, Hughes. And who is this?"
Hughes: "Jimmy, our agent, he's the one handling the previous case."
Priest: "Welcome both of you, please take a seat."
Hughes sat next to the priest, and Jimmy sat next to Hughes, not speaking.
Hughes: "Father Harris, can we begin?"
