Chapter 8

10:03 p.m. Passion Ministry

Walking aimlessly along the corridor, Sheila met Maggie.

“Everything all right?”

Sheila started. “Oh, Maggs, sorry! What? Oh, no, everything’s fine.” She frowned. “I think.”

“You think? What’s going on? Is John—”

Sheila flipped a palm. “No, nothing like that. I…it’s just I had the strangest feeling all afternoon. Like I’ve done something. Something important.” She scrunched her hair. “But for the life of me, I can’t remember what.”

“Don’t worry, Sheil. You’re just overworked. Last minute prep and all.” Maggie squeezed her friend’s shoulders. “If it’s really important, it’ll come back to you.”

Sheila looked doubtful. “Hope so.”