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House.”
    “We’d like you two to come to dinner tomorrow night,” said Sister Liona. “Do you think you’ll be able to break from your investigation? I can pick you up when I retrieve Sister Natalia.”
    “No. I think I’ll be able to borrow Michel’s truck. I’ll let you know if there’s a problem. Sister Angela, I hope you can drive. It’s much easier to drive around here than to call for help.”
    Sister Angela smiled. “I can operate a vehicle and have a perfect driving record. I’m just never offered a car. I hope your brother-in-law doesn’t mind.”
    “We’ll expect you at eight at Mission House then,” Sister Liona said, retreating to the stairs.
    “Thank you,” said Sister Daniela. “We look forward to seeing Mother Faustine. Hopefully we’ll have some news for her.” Sister Daniela stopped to examine her old mentor. “I’m glad you’re fit. Let’s go up and get Sisters Carmela and Natalia. We must bring you up to date so we can start work first thing in the morning.”

    The two nuns and the cook sat at a table in the office just off a TV room and situated in the front corner of the old house. The afternoon sun shone through all four windows, making it the warmest room in the house. They stood when Sister Daniela and Sister Angela entered the room.
    “Good afternoon, Sister Angela. I’m Sister Carmela. I’m the night administrator and discovered that young Pia was missing when the children rose the morning before last. This is Sister Natalia here on my right. She cares for the children during the day. She and I hunted for Pia, as did the police, yesterday morning. The two of us are aware of all the hiding places on the property.”
    “And the outbuilding?” asked Sister Angela.
    “The garage, yes,” said Sister Carmela. “It’s no longer used for cars, however. We don’t have one here. We store supplies in the garage. The woman at the end of the table is our cook, Sister Edita. She too went through many of the hiding places in the house yesterday.”
    “I noticed other doors near the classroom downstairs when I was taken to see Sister Daniela.”
    “Yes, one of them is the laundry,” said Sister Carmela
    “I assume you all checked the laundry room,” said Sister Angela.
    The two head nuns looked at each other. “Of course. Did you see anything amiss?”
    “Oh no. I haven’t been inside. I just wanted to know who does the laundry. I presume it’s a job that takes most of the week to accomplish, but you haven’t mentioned a housekeeper.”
    “The older girls do the housekeeping,” said Sister Natalia.
    “Not in the kitchen,” said Sister Edita. “I keep the kitchen tidy.”
    “There are older girls in each room,” said Sister Carmela. “The more mature ones are in charge of their rooms and wash all towels, sheets, and clothing on specific days.”
    “They take turns cleaning the bathrooms, both of them on the ground floor,” said Sister Edita. “They have toilet duty once a month. It’s all on a board in the dining room. The younger children have chores too. The common rooms and hallways are cleaned by the younger children. Some pickup and others vacuum.”
    “You have to be organized,” said Sister Angela.
    “They need time to study for an hour after their classes,” said Sister Daniela. “I stay and make sure they’ve finished their homework before dinner.”
    “So efficient,” said Sister Natalia.
    A bell rang, and Sister Edita rose to answer the front door.
    “Sister Angela, I presume. I’ve heard of you,” said a man entering the room.
    “This is Chief Detective Ricco Pagano,” said Sister Natalia. “Ricco can explain to all of us what they’ve discovered.”
    The chief detective wasn’t as old as his position implied. He had loose curls, something that added to his boyish face. He reached up and brushed his bangs to one side. His blue eyes lit up when he talked. Obviously the pressure of the job hadn’t yet fazed him.
    “The nuns call