As Louis left the church, he couldn't shake off the feeling that the recruits were going to keep prying. Liana especially seemed determined to uncover whatever secrets the altar servers were hiding.
Not that she was wrong to be suspicious.
The real duties of an altar server weren't just about assisting the priests during Mass. Behind the scenes, they were something else entirely—something most people wouldn't believe even if they were told.
And now, Louis was right in the middle of it all.
He sighed, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he walked toward the bus stop. Just as he was about to pull out his phone, Elyon's voice echoed in his head.
"Your presence is making them question things. That's not necessarily a bad thing, but it means they'll be watching you closely."
Louis rolled his eyes. "What do you want me to do? Be less mysterious?"
"Or be more convincing." Elyon snickered. "You do have that charming, golden-boy reputation."
