by Robert J. Santa
read by Shawn Robertson
It’s not a crime to search for the truth. Wait a minute, to the Inquisition it most certainly is.
“Giulio Vanini,” said the Archbishop, “do you know why you are here?”
The prisoner barked a laugh that abruptly ended as though it had been strangled.
“The reason I am here,” he said as he fixed the Archbishop with a hard stare, “is the reason I’m here.”