After the services, Sean and Molly strolled outside and looked at the mountains on the clear Sunday morning. Suddenly Molly felt something hard jammed into her back. A voice came from behind. It was Officer Haldane's. "Dr. Caffrey, drop your purse and put your hands up. Mr. Cavennaugh, very slowly take your gun out and drop it to the ground."
Molly complied. So did Sean.
"Now take off the jacket and slip off the shoulder holster. Very slowly or Dr. Caffrey goes down. A dozen snipers have you two in their crosshairs."
The Reverend came up. "What is going on?"
"These are the two who got everyone in Allenville imprisoned. They are the ones who set back Operation Flood two months. She's Dr. Molly Caffrey, the leader of Threshold."
The Reverend looked at Molly with horror and disbelief. Molly shrank under the fury. After all the misery, all the stress and all the fear she cried uncontrollably. It wasn't just acting to try to save her life. "I'm sorry. I was so wrong. I almost stood up in church and confessed my sins. I was so wrong. Please forgive me, Father. I didn't know what I was doing. Just don't let them hurt my baby."
Ruth walked up. "She's pregnant. If you shoot her, you kill her baby. You will murder an innocent life that could improve."
"Please, I'll do anything you want. Just don't hurt my little girl."
"Down on the ground, both of you."
Once they were down and spread-eagled, Sean asked, "How did you find us?"
Haldane cuffed both of them. "The glasses in Cindy's Café. The fingerprints matched the ones on the root beer glasses you left in Allenville. Only this time we got word back in time." He stood and keyed his radio. "We have taken them into custody."
The radio crackled "Are they both alive?
"They surrendered without resisting. I have them cuffed and on the ground."
"You know the orders."
Haldane pointed his gun at Molly but the Reverend lay on the ground shielding her. "She's pregnant. You'll have to shoot her through me. Same thing for him."
Sean turned his head. "I'm the one you want. Allenville was my responsibility. I held her down in church to prevent her from getting up and confessing. Kill me."
The radio crackled "You know the orders."
Haldane didn't move. He just stared, his lips trembling. Finally he keyed his mike. "Fuck you. If you want to murder in cold blood a crying pregnant woman who says she'll do anything to save her baby, you come and do it yourself."