Of course Tully had been evasive. He knew he was only there because Father Brennan had allowed him there. He had tried to avoid everyone in case the priest had told them a change in plans. He didn't stay every night but when he really craved a cot and a meal, he'd return. He tried to avoid this priest in particular and thought he was doing a good job until the voice piped up.

He'd spun around quickly and stared at him nervously. He stepped back as there was nothing sounding sweet and welcoming in his voice. "Good..morning ... Father. I was just.. " he looked at his hands but couldn't tell for certain if they were empty. Even if he had no blade, could he over power and just force the life out of him? "I.. um.." he looked back and forth but they were alone. "Sure...we can talk here.." he said.

Was this how he died? Being murdered by a hypocritical priest who didn't like his tone and how he figured out at least one of his secrets?