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It begins with a single gunshot, and Bishop Lynn Peterson watches in horror as a good friend, who is a member of the New Orleans Saints, collapses on the street. When a medal the player worea medal Lynn had promised to return to the mans familydisappears, Lynn is thrust into a suspenseful and fast-moving journey through four assassinations, an attempt on her life, conflicts with a mysterious and ancient society, and a behind-the-scenes conspiracy that reaches all the way to the White House. The turbulent, unstoppable intrigue challenges Lynn mentally, physically, and spiritually as she engages in a desperate battle with an opponent who is just as determined to kill as Lynn is to stop him even though she has no idea whereor whohe will strike next.

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The Dead Saint

Other Books by Marilyn Brown Oden

FICTION

Crested Butte: A Novel

NON-FICTION

Hospitality of the Heart

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An Advent Adventure

Through the East Window

Prayers and Promises for Living with Loss

Wilderness Wanderings

A Lenten Pilgrimage

Land of Sickles and Crosses

The United Methodist Initiative in the C.I.S.

The Courage to Care

Beyond Feminism

The Woman of Faith in Action

The Minister's Wife

Person or Position

MULTI-AUTHORED BOOKS

Compassion

Thoughts on Cultivating a Good Heart

365 Meditations for Grandmothers

365 Meditations for Women

At Home with God

Family Devotions for the School Year

The Dead Saint

A Bishop Lynn Peterson Novel

Marilyn Brown Oden
Nashville The Dead Saint Copyright 2011 by Marilyn Brown Oden ISBN-13 - photo 2

Nashville

The Dead Saint

Copyright 2011 by Marilyn Brown Oden

ISBN-13: 978-1-4267-0867-1

Published by Abingdon Press, P.O. Box 801, Nashville, TN 37202

www.abingdonpress.com

All rights reserved.

No part of this publication may be reproduced in any form,
stored in any retrieval system, posted on any website,
or transmitted in any form or by any meansdigital,
electronic, scanning, photocopy, recording, or otherwisewithout
written permission from the publisher, except for brief
quotations in printed reviews and articles.

The persons and events portrayed in this work of fiction
are the creations of the author, and any resemblance
to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

Cover design by Anderson Design Group, Nashville, TN

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Oden, Marilyn Brown.

The dead saint : a Bishop Lynn Peterson novel / Marilyn Brown Oden.

p. cm.

ISBN 978-1-4267-0867-1 (pbk.: alk. paper)

1. Women bishopsFiction. 2. AssassinationFiction. I. Title.

PS3615.D46D43 2011

813'.6dc22

2010054454

Scripture quotations are taken from the New Revised Standard
Version of the Bible, copyright 1989, 1993. Division of Christian
Education of the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the
United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved.

Printed in the United States of America

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 / 16 15 14 13 12 11

In memory of

my father,

who gave me wings

Contents

PART I
The Sniper

  • PART II
    The Rancher
  • PART III
    The Tragedy
  • PART IV
    The Funeral

  • EPILOGUE

PART I

The Sniper

Wednesday, 10:17 A.M.

Everything begins in mysticism
and ends in politics.

Charles Peguy

1

At 10:17 on Wednesday morning, three minutes before a bullet whizzed through the French Quarter and severed her sheltered yesterdays from her sinister tomorrows, Bishop Lynn Peterson sat at her favorite outdoor table at Caf du Monde. She was incognito behind sunglasses and dressed like a tourist in a teal knit shirt that matched her eyes, khaki walking shorts and sandals, with her black hair swooped up under a straw hat. She'd escaped her office to read over her lecture for the conference in Vienna. No phone calls. No "emergency" appointments. No interruptions. She smiled.

Lynn sipped caf au lait, resisted the third beignet and listened to the calliope's happy tune drifting from a paddleboat on the river. Nearby a wannabe king of jazz improvised on soprano sax, playing the music like it should've been written. Feet tapped to the beat. She loved to sit here. Loved New Orleans. The city suited her.

She heard Bubba Broussard's laughter resound like a bass solo from half a block away. The six-five, 250-pound ProBowl linebacker for the New Orleans Saints ambled down Decatur Street, green polo shirt stretched over his biceps. Elias Darwish sauntered along beside him, the never-miss place kicker who hailed from Sarajevo and helped turn the "Aints" into the Saints. The two, built of rock-hard muscles and soft-touch hearts, often helped Lynn with benefits for kids in the Projects. Their friendship deepened while working together during the aftermath of Katrina. The Saints had also helped clean up after the BP oil spill. Elie and Bubba were heroes on and off the football field. Hurricane heroes abounded, but hoodlums stole the headlines. The renovated Superdome rose like a vivid symbol of hope: the Big Easy refused to become the Big Empty. The Saints had more at stake than winning now. They played for a city's soul. Katrina still spins in the shadows of our minds, thought Lynn, then we remember to forget.

Determined to remain incognito, she didn't go greet her friends. She felt secretive and didn't like the feeling. Another point for her lecture. She grabbed a napkin J. K. Rowlingstyle and scribbled quickly: Secrets make us sick. They do indeed, she thought, giving in to the third beignet.

Lynn scanned the buildings that told stories from another era. Ferns and ivy draped the fancy ironwork on their second-story galleries. Sunlight bounced off the triple steeples of St. Louis Cathedral. Banana trees guarded the gates to Jackson Park. A clown twisted bright balloons into animal shapes. Strangers from all parts of the world meandered along in a friendly fashion. No one worried. No one hurried. Only the red-wigged mime stood still, a human sculpture standing on a box, backed by the iron fence around the park.

Two little boys tap-danced on the slate sidewalk, the soles of their sneakers rigged with metal. A tourist eating a praline slowed to watch. His black leather fanny pack protruded from his paunch and pecan bits dropped on the camera that dangled around his neck. A teenager hustled him. "Betcha a dollar I can tell where you got them shoes." The tourist swerved to avoid him and stepped in front of a blue surrey. The bored mule cocked his head, tilting the red and yellow flowers in his straw hat.

A red light stopped traffic. One taxi raced through it. The second squealed to a halt. People strolled across Decatur, confetti in motion. Bubba and Elie crossed with the crowd. Bubba's laugh resounded like a bass fiddle with a melody solo. Lynn smiled, enjoying his joy.

Elie lurched. Grabbed his chest. Dropped to the street.

Bubba looked down. A growl of agony ripped from his throat. A woman screamed, and the crowd panicked.

Lynn ran toward them. Bubba knelt beside his friend. "Someone call 911!" Lynn put her hand on his shoulder and turned on her cell phone.

The Saints kicker lay still and silent. A circle of blood widened on his white T-shirt.

2

A machete had sliced through time, severing it into the before and the after. As still as death Elias Darwish slept, his soccer foot splayed on the gritty, oil-slick street, his face distorted, his body twisted. Numb, Lynn stood beside Bubba with her hand still on his shoulder. He kept a soft running monologue near Elie's ear. If Elie could hear, he'd know Bubba's voice. If he opened his eyes, he'd see his face.

For an instant Bubba drew a few inches away and shook his head slowly. "I don't understand." Pain filled his James Earl Jones voice. He looked at Elie's broken neck chain. It hung loose, split by the bullet. He scanned the dirty street around them, and his big hand closed over something small and shiny. He clutched it in his fist.

The French Quarter police arrived on foot in minutes. The somber crowd stared silent and subdued, the carnival now a wake. A hundred onlookers had witnessed the crime. But no one knew what had happened. An image tugged at the edges of Lynn's mindthe red-wigged mime had disappeared.

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