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"This is the place?" Charlotte asked as she walked behind Michael, "It's a dump." Viktor said, pushing one of the pews. It was weak. A harder push and it would have fallen apart.

"The others are either full, weird, or a hospital. Sitting in a hospital freaks me out a little." Michael admitted, scanning for sturdy pews. "Here." He said to the others, leading them to the seats.

The group was dressed up decently, Viktor in a black suit, Michael in a clean purple flannel, and Charlie in a pair of slacks, a white blouse, and suspenders. They couldn't go to church wearing just anything.

"So, what happened to you last night?" Michael asked Charlie, "I sent you a text to meet me at the diner." He continued, "It's a long story. But, I was at Sinners' Circle last night when that shooting happened. Got sidetracked helping Cicero." Charlie answered, "Heads down." Viktor said to the Munroe siblings.

In unison all three leaned forward, hands clasped together and eyes closed. No matter where they were in life, no matter what bad they did for whatever reason, they held onto their faith.

It was the only thing keeping them all grounded.