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It
was
an
update
.
The
guards
listened
in
shock
.
Apparently
there
were
troubling
new
developments
,
which
could
not
be
shared
on
-
air
,
but
the
camerlegno
had
decided
to
break
tradition
and
enter
conclave
to
address
the
cardinals
.
Never
before
in
history
had
this
been
done
.
Then
again
,
Chartrand
realized
,
never
before
in
history
had
the
Vatican
been
sitting
on
what
amounted
to
some
sort
of
neoteric
nuclear
warhead
.
Chartrand
felt
comforted
to
know
the
camerlegno
was
taking
control
.
The
camerlegno
was
the
person
inside
Vatican
City
for
whom
Chartrand
held
the
most
respect
.
Some
of
the
guards
thought
of
the
camerlegno
as
a
beato
—
a
religious
zealot
whose
love
of
God
bordered
on
obsession
—
but
even
they
agreed
…
when
it
came
to
fighting
the
enemies
of
God
,
the
camerlegno
was
the
one
man
who
would
stand
up
and
play
hardball
.
The
Swiss
Guards
had
seen
a
lot
of
the
camerlegno
this
week
in
preparation
for
conclave
,
and
everyone
had
commented
that
the
man
seemed
a
bit
rough
around
the
edges
,
his
verdant
eyes
a
bit
more
intense
than
usual
.
Not
surprisingly
,
they
had
all
commented
;
not
only
was
the
camerlegno
responsible
for
planning
the
sacred
conclave
,
but
he
had
to
do
it
immediately
on
the
heels
of
the
loss
of
his
mentor
,
the
Pope
.
Chartrand
had
only
been
at
the
Vatican
a
few
months
when
he
heard
the
story
of
the
bomb
that
blew
up
the
camerlegno
’
s
mother
before
the
kid
’
s
very
eyes
.
A
bomb
in
church
…
and
now
it
’
s
happening
all
over
again
.
Sadly
,
the
authorities
never
caught
the
bastards
who
planted
the
bomb
…
probably
some
anti
-
Christian
hate
group
they
said
,
and
the
case
faded
away
.
No
wonder
the
camerlegno
despised
apathy
.
A
couple
months
back
,
on
a
peaceful
afternoon
inside
Vatican
City
,
Chartrand
had
bumped
into
the
camerlegno
coming
across
the
grounds
.
The
camerlegno
had
apparently
recognized
Chartrand
as
a
new
guard
and
invited
him
to
accompany
him
on
a
stroll
.
They
had
talked
about
nothing
in
particular
,
and
the
camerlegno
made
Chartrand
feel
immediately
at
home
.
"
Father
,
"
Chartrand
said
,
"
may
I
ask
you
a
strange
question
?
"
The
camerlegno
smiled
.
"
Only
if
I
may
give
you
a
strange
answer
.
"
Chartrand
laughed
.
"
I
have
asked
every
priest
I
know
,
and
I
still
don
’
t
understand
.
"
"
What
troubles
you
?
"
The
camerlegno
led
the
way
in
short
,
quick
strides
,
his
frock
kicking
out
in
front
of
him
as
he
walked
.
His
black
,
crepe
-
sole
shoess
seemed
befitting
,
Chartrand
thought
,
like
reflections
of
the
man
’
s
essence
…
modern
but
humble
,
and
showing
signs
of
wear
.
