"The Priory." Michael said slowly, clenching and unclenching his fist in an effort to reclaim a memory hidden deep inside his subconscious. "I remember something from my research on them. The Priory of Sion, our chummers back in Rennes. They claimed some descent from the Knights Templar, and the Templars were accused of worshiping a severed head that talked to them. At least, that’s one of the things they were accused of."