Father Dekulos

While Samuel was sent through to the kitchen to rouse the maid and get some breakfast, the two priests went through the Dekulos’s office where he found and threw on a T-shirt, covering up his skinny ribs and wiry white chest hair. The office was dark, lit from moonlight only, until Dekulos located and lit an oil lamp. As Nimite’s eyes adjusted to the gloom, he saw a wide desk with empty bookcases behind it. Stacks of newspapers lay about on the floor and were piled up against two over-stuffed filing cabinets. Father Dekulos did not keep a tidy home.
Nimite waited, but the old priest had evidently finished. To Nimite, the old man looked lonely and exhausted. A shadow of the man he had known only a few years ago when they had both lived and preached in Georgetown.
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It appeared that everyone Dekulos had gained power over, be they displaced people, backdam vagabonds or runaway slaves, he had sold to the camps. Nimite had often wanted to ask what he was spending all the money on, be he refrained from questioning the old priest – it was not his job. That would come later and from more senior figures in the church.
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