Iris Johansen - Bonnie

The priest chuckled. “It doesn’t work that way. I’m permitted to observe, not orchestrate. But you’re right, it is up to me. You’re not going to have to damage your conscience by harassing a priest.”

“My conscience isn’t in danger. Not if it concerns Eve.” He met his gaze. “And I regard you as damaged goods in the clergy department. You may be very dirty.”

“And I may not. You’re not sure.”

“Evidently, the court wasn’t either. I can see you’d be a very believable witness. But your obsession with finding Danner could be-”

“Not what it seems,” the priest said. “But you’ll have to accept that if you want to find Danner yourself.”

He tensed. “You’re going to tell me where I can find Danner?”

“I’m going to tell you where we can start.”

“We?”

“I told you, I’m going with you,” Father Barnabas said quietly. “I’m not going to give up my chance of saving Danner. But I can’t run the risk of having him hurt Eve Duncan if I can prevent it, so I’ll permit you to accompany me. You have that right. But I have the right to try to keep Danner alive if I can and try to end his torment.”

Joe frowned. “It’s a lousy idea. You could get hurt. You’d get in my way.”

“Your concern is truly touching. It’s a possibility, but just because I wear a white collar is no sign that I haven’t lived in the real world. I was in the army myself when I was a kid fresh out of high school. I know how to survive.”

“But not how to attack. Or if you did know, you chose to forget it. I don’t believe in turning the other cheek, and I don’t like the idea of having to protect you when you do.”

“Get used to it. I’m going to be with you until we find Danner.”

Joe stared at him in exasperation. The priest’s expression was calm but completely resolute. “We’ll talk about it. What’s your starting point?”

“You mean you’ll try to talk me out of it.”

“What’s the starting point?”

“The little girl.”

“What? Bonnie?”

“He never mentioned her name. When I asked who he was referring to when he spoke about a little girl, he never answered. He just continued talking about her.” He frowned thoughtfully. “For a little while, I thought that she was a fantasy in one of his delusions. Then I believed I caught a hint of pain, and I wondered if he couldn’t bear to recognize her, put a name to her. That could be more likely if he killed her as Eve thinks.” He shook his head. “I can’t believe it. He loves children.” Then he said soberly. “Or perhaps I can. A sin like that could turn a man to madness. But I can’t promise that the child Danner talked about is Bonnie. He spoke about her as if she were alive.”

“He’s crazy. It’s got to be Bonnie,” Joe said impatiently. “It can’t be a coincidence. His nephew is Bonnie’s father. And Danner took Eve, dammit.”

“It seems likely. As I said, I believe we have to look to the child. We have to find her, and we may find him.”

“So simple,” Joe said bitterly. “We’ve been trying to find Bonnie for years, Father.”

The priest nodded. “Danner has been talking to me about the child for the last four years.”

Joe shook his head. “Bonnie was taken long, long before that.”

“Maybe God didn’t want her to be found. He does things in His own time.”

“I can’t be that philosophic. Why do you think that we’ll find Danner when we find her? It could be a hallucination. And what makes you think you can find her anyway?”

“If it’s a hallucination then it has a home, a place where Danner thinks he interacts with the child. I have a general idea where that is.”

“A home? What do you mean?”

“Four years ago, Danner left his job with me to go to work for a charity in south Georgia. The Rainbow Connection. It’s a camp for disadvantaged kids. I tried to persuade him to stay so that I could keep an eye on him. But he said he couldn’t do it, that he was too far away from the child. She might need him. He kept his job with that charity for almost two years, then gave it up. But Max Daltrop, the head of the organization, told me he remained in the area. And I know it for a fact because Danner mentioned it whenever he came to confession. He said he couldn’t leave there although the demons were always surrounding him. He had to protect the child.”

“How?”

The priest shook his head. “He was usually irrational by the time he started to speak of the child. And his attitude changed as time went on. She was suddenly no longer a child to protect but to fear. Toward the last, he was frightened, agitated. He wanted her to go away. But he said that she wouldn’t go until he gave her what she wanted. He seemed to think that I should be able to know what that was. He’d ask me several times in the periods that we came together.”

“And you believe whenever he left you, he’d go back to the child?”

“I can’t be positive. As I said, he was irrational. But I thought at the time that was what he was doing.”

“And you believe that would be where he would take Eve? How certain are you?”

“Enough so that’s where I was going to go to find Danner when Eve Duncan told me that he was wanted for murder.”

Joe began to feel a flare of hope. It was a slim chance, but it was something to go on. “And where is this charity camp? South, you said?”

He nodded. “Near Jasper, Georgia.”

“Will you give me the telephone number of this administrator… Daltrop?”

“I’ll call him myself… on the drive down to see him. I’ve already phoned him and asked him if he could give me an address for Danner, and he didn’t have one. But he’ll make his staff available for questioning, and they may know something.”

“I didn’t say I was going to go down to the camp. As you said, it’s definitely not a sure thing. I don’t have time for mistakes. I’ll talk to-” His phone rang, and he glanced at the ID. Catherine.

“I have to take this, Father.” He punched the button. “Have you zeroed in on him?”

“Yes, Danner abandoned his truck, and he and Eve are on foot. Not surprising since Gallo said Danner was used to living off the land. He taught Gallo everything he knew about that. Since Danner knew that there would be pursuit, he’d feel more comfortable in the woods than on the roads. It took a while, but we found the footprints. He tried to mask them at first but he gave up about a quarter mile into the woods. He was probably losing too much time. Now he’s just trying to move as fast as possible and ignoring pursuit. He’ll probably make a few diversions to throw us off the trail, but I believe they’ll be minor.”

“Which direction is he heading now?”

“Due south.”

“Keep me informed.” He hung up and looked at the priest. “South.”

Father Barnabas nodded. “Give me ten minutes to change clothes and grab an overnight bag. I’ve already spoken to Father Dominic about taking over for me.” He got to his feet and smiled. “Don’t be so troubled. I’m not your responsibility. I either go with you or by myself.”

“You know you’re not giving me any choice.”

“There has to be a balance, Detective. Just as there is in a court of law. I’m for the defense.”

“Maybe. But it’s Eve who needs the defense.”

“She has you and all the people who care about her.” He moved down the path toward the sanctuary. “I won’t be long, Detective.”

“Joe.” It was a surrender. “Evidently we’re going to be on fairly informal terms.”

“Kevin. If it will make you more comfortable to think of me in a more secular way.”

“It won’t. You are what you are. And I’m not sure what that is at the moment. Besides, I thought you were supposed to have abandoned that other life entirely.”