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“Tomasso was leaving the Church with Philip. The Investigation team had taken over and they were no longer required. “Who would kill a priest? Why? He was old – and strangled like that! He didn’t have a chance!” Philip listened to Tomasso. He knew Tomasso was Catholic and that this was his church. They weren’t meant to take the call, but said they were in the area because Tomasso wanted to attend. His childhood friend was a pastor here and on occasion Tomasso would go tell him whatever secrets he was holding onto. Philip didn’t think that Tomasso could have any secrets, because he couldn’t keep his mouth shut for more than five minutes. He actually timed him. Philip respected Tomasso’s beliefs but he couldn’t share them. Where was God when his father died? Where was God when his sister was taken and killed? He could feel tears forming again. “Hey Philip, you crying cause they killed a priest? Stop being a baby. You can’t be crying in uniform. What are people going to think if they see a big guy like you crying? You can’t cry in uniform. Nobody ever tell you that? Philip, get rid of that tear. Wipe yourself. Man-up!” Philip smiled at his friend. No matter how sad he could be, Tomasso always made him feel better by just being himself. “My mom is making gnocchi tonight, home-made with that sauce you like. If I tell her you’ll be coming, she will probably make tiramisu for you too. What do ya say?” Philip smiled consent. ” Excerpt From: Silva Redigonda. “The Internet Murders.”