Chapter 297: The Citadel (Part 9)

Don's screen flickered, the mugshots fading away and being replaced by a set of new images.

The first showed Sister Rose, posed in front of the modest church with her usual cold expression. She wore traditional nun's clothing, her hands clasped delicately in front of her. Beside her were other churchgoers, smiling warmly at the camera.

The next image was a huge contrast—charred remains, barely identifiable as human, scattered across a scorched floor. Blackened walls framed the grisly scene, the destruction evident even in the low-resolution photo.

The third image was even more unsettling. It showed the church's back room and the jagged, gaping hole at the center, where Donald had fallen in previously. Yellow crime scene tape cordoned off the area, and investigators could be seen in the background, their protective suits gleaming under harsh lights.