She looked across the table at several faces of nuns she didn’t know. “I noticed you two drove into town this evening,” said Mother Faustine. “Where did you get that beautiful truck?” “It’s my brother-in-law’s,” said Sister Daniela. “Michel said we can borrow it in the evening. He uses it for work during the day. Sister Angela drove tonight. I didn’t tell him she might drive it. I guess I’ll have to confess that I let her drive before he finds out.” “And I did an excellent job, didn’t I? Sorry we were late. Sister Daniela had to go to her sister’s house to clean up after discovering some sort of room across from her classroom. I hope we didn’t hold up dinner.” Mother Faustine stared at the younger nun. “Perhaps you discovered some clue about Pia’s whereabouts.” “I’m afraid I did something stupid. I should’ve waited for the detective sergeant to return to help me, but I was too nosey. I discovered the entrance to some sort of secret room under the orphanage and went in on my own.
