Mystery at st xavier’s

AS Nunzia expected, Ariana was waiting at her door. “To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?” she asked as they stepped out of the lift. The look on her face was not one of pleasure. That didn’t

PLEASE, will you help me?” Nunzia asked Ricardo imploringly. She couldn’t find the stolen microscope and clear Matteo’s name on her own, and she was sure the young priest was the best person to help h

IT wasn’t yet seven o’clock when Father Ricardo rode his scooter through the gates of St Xavier’s School. He was nervous and excited on his first day teaching at Rettona’s Jesuit school, and determine

It was still dark when all the bells of Rome began to toll. Their chorus calling on the populace to wake, to pray, to work. Maddalena Viscuso looked back and saw a dawning strip which pushed against t

THE train was slowing. Augustine Brown looked again at the letter in her hand. Exciting news! her sister Cordelia had written. “An unexpected guest at the hotel: Maria Mironova. Exciting news indeed.

INGLEFIELD Publishing Group, Primrose Barry speaking, good morning.” Primrose heard the coins drop at the other end of the line. Someone calling from a telephone kiosk. “Primrose?” Hearing her sister’