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The Confession Booth Recordings
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Coyle slammed the recorder off. Hiding a microphone in a confessional was a sin and a crime. The dead sexton had been taping confessions for fifty years. Someone had to answer for it. Coyle drove straight to the home of the one man who might have known: the retired bishop.
The bishop's hands shook as he reached for the phone. "Give me the tapes, Father, for the good of the church." But Coyle had heard that tone before, from guilty men in his booth. He backed out the door, tapes under his arm, and drove straight to the police instead. Some secrets, he decided, belonged to the people they were taken from.
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