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Chapter 3

Rosa

Silas had taken Rosa back to his car. His anger had subsided only a little. The woman sat in the passenger sit, looking the other way. His cold eyes glanced at her for only a moment. She needs clothing... He thought. Her night dress was too revealing. Then again, she was a sinner and would soon be dead...

"What is your name?"He asked. the woman looked at him in suprise.

"What?"She asked a puzzled expression on her face.

"Your name, what is your name?" he asked again.

The woman hesitated for a moment. She looked out the window and then looked down at her knees.

"Rosa."She said quietly.

Silas was silent for only a moment.

"What is my captor's name?"She asked, her tone a little defiant.

"Silas."

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Silas? Rosa thought. Like the man who escaped from jail in the Bible...

Rosa sank backa little in her seat. She was cold. Her dumb night dress wasn't doing anything for her. Normally, with her husband, she would feel just fine in it, but with this murderer, she felt strange. She didn't want to be here anymore.. She unbuckled her seat belt and before the monk could do anything, she opened the door and rolled onto the road.

Thankfully, it was only his car driving now. Rosa made a dead run for the nearest shop. It was still open, but getting ready to close.She burst into the store. The only one there was a young girl about 16-17 years old. She looked at Rosa in suprise.

"Please, I need your help,"Rosa said in rushed French. Rosa told teh girl what was going on. Hastily, the girl handed her a pair of jeans and a jacket.

Rosa found a spot to hide under the counter as soon as The monk strode in.

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Silas was furious. The woman had rolled out of his car and was gone in a second. As soon as he parked his car, he didn't see her anywhere. All the stores on the block were closed, save for one. He held his gun tightly in his hand and pushed the doors open. A young girl looked up from throwing away ripped price tags. She was speaking in French.

"Where is she?"he said.

"Who monsieur? There is no one here."The girl said simply. He could tell she was lying. He pointed his gun at her.

"Do not lie to me."He spat. The girl flinched. Fear... She reaks with it.

"Tel me where she is and I will not harm you."Silas said. The girl stutterd for a moment.

"I don't knwo who you speak of, monsieur!"she said.

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Rosa couldn't help feel sorry for the girl. She was saving her life by doing this... This girl shouldn't die... Rosa counted to three before standing up. The monk's cold eyes soon were on her again. He then looked at the girl and held his gun to her.

"You have seen too much." was all he said before he pulled the trigger. Rosa nearly jumped out of her skin. The poor child... It pissed Rosa off.

"You killed and innocent child!" Rosa cried, throwing a blunt object at him. It hit hsi shoulder but he remained standing.

"She was not innocent. She sinned for helping you." His voice was low and scary. In one fast movement he was right there, grabbing her throat again, forcing her down to the counter, his gun at her temple.

"Your anger is getting you no where."Rosa said. Silas paused feeling her leg shift slightly. With one sharp blow, she kneed him in the thight, right on his cilice belt. The gun dropped and he let her go, falling to the floor, gasping in pain. Rosa sprinted to the door, her bare feet padding against the cold pavement.

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Silas cursed and cursed to himself as he rolled up his robe to remove the cilice. The blood was now trickling down his leg like small ribbons of crimson liquid.

No! Pain is good! Pain is good! He kept telling himself. How did she know he had a cilice? Was it pure chance, ro did she know so much about Opus Dei that she knew it was there? He shook his head and stood, ignoring the pain. He limped his way outside, seeing her running like a deer down the road. He quickly got into the Audi and stepped on the gas, speeding down the road.

Rosa looked behind her and ran at full speed. When she thought she had lost him, the black Audi had stopped infront of her. She crashed into it, falling to the ground. Her breathw as short and she felt like a freight train just hit her chest. The monk got out of the car and grabbed her arm, pushing her back in the car.

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Silas's cellphone rang. It startled Rosa. He picked it up and the voice on the other end was speaking in latin.

"Yes teacher, I understand." Silas replied in Latin. Like Rosa couldn't understand him. Silas looked back at her.
"Your keystone has arrived at Chateau Villette, Rosaline."He said, and spat her name out like it was a fowl tasting word.

Rosa didn't care. He wouldn't win. No. She was bruised and in pain. This monk knew how to hurt someone... Pain... Feeling... Albino...