escape. Where are they hiding?"

Sister Tessa could not answer him.

Her shuddering naked body was crazed with torture. Her toes were now forced into the pipes to where they merged with the soles of her feet. Blood oozed from between them. The unfortunate nun shrieked madly as pure agony ran amok through her body. She could not pull her toes from the pipes. Her whole weight bore down on them. She felt sick, from her twisted arm-pits to her tortured toes.

Suddenly Fra Ortiz loomed into her clouded vision..He held her golden cross in his gloved hand. It was white hot. He asked her again to speak. She could not. He pressed the fiery cross against the tender flesh of one lush thigh. The cross