The Brotherhood Of The Holy Shroud

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Author: Julia Navarro
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apprehended alive, in recent years, at least-the thief now residing in the city prison.
    One of Marco's team interrupted his musings.
    "Boss, the cardinal's here; he just got in from Rome and he's really upset by all this… He wants to see you."
    "Upset? I'm not surprised. He's on a bad run-not ten years ago the cathedral almost burned down, two years ago there was a robbery attempt, and now another fire."
    "Yeah, he says he's sorry he let himself be talked into doing the renovations and that it's the last time- this cathedral's been here for hundreds of years, and now, with all the sloppy work and the accidents, it's practically ruined."
    Marco entered the cathedral through a side door bearing a small sign designating the church offices. Two older women who shared a small office looked very busy. Three or four priests paced about, clearly agitated, as agents under Marco's orders moved in and out, examining the walls, taking samples and photographs. A young priest, somewhere in his early thirties, approached Marco and extended his hand. His handshake was firm.
    "I'm Padre Yves."
    "Marco Valoni."
    "Yes, I know. If you'll come with me, His Eminence is waiting to see you."
    The priest opened a heavy door that led into a large, luxurious office paneled in dark wood. The paintings on the walls were Renaissance-a Madonna, a Christ, various saints. On the desk was a heavy embossed silver crucifix. Marco realized it must be at least three hundred years old.
    The cardinal's normally friendly face was clouded with concern.
    "Have a seat, Signor Valoni, please."
    "Thank you, Your Eminence."
    "Tell me what's happened. Do we know who died?"
    "We don't know for certain who the man is or what happened, sir. It appears that there was a short circuit, due to the renovations, and that's what started the fire."
    "Again!"
    "Yes, Your Eminence, again. And if you'll allow us, sir, I want to investigate this thoroughly. We'll stay here for a few more days; I want to go over every inch of the cathedral, and my men and I will be talking to everyone who's been in the cathedral over the last few hours and days. I would ask for your full cooperation."
    "Of course, Signor Valoni, of course. We are entirely at your disposal for any questions you may have, as we have been in the past. Investigate whatever and wherever you need. What's happened is a catastrophe, truly-one person is dead, irreplaceable artworks have been burned or ruined beyond repair, and the flames almost reached the Holy Shroud. I don't know what we would all do if it had been destroyed."
    "Your Eminence, the shroud…"
    "I know, Signor Valoni, I know what you're going to say-radiocarbon dating has determined that the shroud cannot be the cloth that Our Lord was buried in. But for millions of believers, the shroud is authentic, regardless of what the carbon-fourteen says, and the Church has allowed it to be worshipped. And of course, there
are
those scientists who cannot explain the figure that we take to be Christ's. Furthermore-"
    "Excuse me, Your Eminence, I had no intention of calling the religious importance of the shroud into question. It made an unforgettable impression on me the first time I saw it, and it still impresses me today."
    'Ah. Then, what?"
    "I wanted to ask you whether anything out of the ordinary had happened in the last few days, the last few months-anything, no matter how insignificant it might seem-that was unusual or that you noticed for some reason."
    "Why, no, honestly nothing. After that last scare two years ago, when they broke in and tried to steal objects from the high altar, it's been very quiet in the cathedral."
    "Think hard, sir."
    "What do you want me to think about? When I'm in Turin I celebrate Mass in the cathedral every morning at eight. Sundays at twelve. I spend some time in Rome; today I was at the Vatican when I received the news of the fire. Pilgrims come from all over the world to see the shroud-two weeks ago, a group of scientists from

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