Plunder: A Brett Carson Thriller

By Keith Wilson

Undaunted by a severe winter storm that paralyzed the Windy City with blowing and drifting snow,  more than two thousand people crowded into Saint Peter’s cathedral on Washington Street at midnight to celebrate Christmas Eve Mass. Soft candlelight illuminated frozen snow veneers on the window panes; branches of pine wrapped with red ribbon wound around marble columns that rose majestically toward the vaulted ceiling.