Let the bishop frown.

She would rather run a convent that spoke plainly of its dangers than a quiet, respectable house with a monster in its walls, and she understood, with a clarity that steadied her, that for some time now she had been running exactly the second kind.

Chapter 6 — One Key

That afternoon she moved Amparo out of her cell and into a room adjoining her own office.

She had the lock changed, and she kept the only key on a cord around her own neck.