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"The following task is one of the utmost importance. And one to keep secret." The Pope spoke in Latin, certain that his quarters were clear.
"Yes, of course your Holiness." Ned said. He was kneeling with head down. The long brown woolen robes draped heavenly to the floor.
"The prophecy is clear, we will find a being of extraordinary power in New Mexico. This is not a mission to be taken lightly, your lives depend on it." The Pope coughed. "You will remain undercover till given a green light to engage. Take a group of men. Be careful and do not be seen. Know that the green light may never come. We may have to approach this differently if he is as strong as I fear." The Pope finished.
"Yes, of course your holiness. Right away." And with that, Edgar stood up and backed out of the room. He was never eager to be in front of the pope. A man with such power and reverence made him shake.
His hands trembled as he walked down the hall and back to his quarters. He changed quickly to a suit, being sure to keep his cross around his neck. Then he was to meet his new partner at the airport, at least that is what the Pope's aid told him. That, and that he was supposed to pick up his plane ticket from the airport's Delta desk, saying his name was, 'P. Silva'. A feeling that this mission went deeper than he was being told came over him, even though he had such a high standing in his Order.
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