The - Divine Fury

Anders didn’t need to look it up. He’d been raised Catholic, even if he’d abandoned it. The verse came to him unbidden: “I came to cast fire upon the earth; and how I wish it were already kindled!”

“He says he wants justice.” Sister Agnes stopped in front of a door. “He says God has been too soft. That the wicked have prospered and the innocent have suffered, and someone needs to balance the scales. So he’s doing it himself.”

He also never told anyone about the day the window exploded inward. The Divine Fury

“So I decided to stop offering it. No more mercy. Only the fire. Only the truth. Let the wicked burn in their own guilt.”

The man turned his head. Looked directly at the seven-year-old hiding under the pew. Their eyes met. Anders didn’t need to look it up

“What does he want?” Anders asked.

“He’s quoting scripture,” Anders said. “He says God has been too soft

No one could explain what happened. The diocese sent investigators. The police filed a report. Eventually, they called it a gas leak.