The vaulted nave of St. Patrick's Cathedral on Fifth Avenue was silent, smelling of burning beeswax, frankincense, and centuries-old limestone. Tall stained-glass windows cast deep ruby, sapphire, and amber shafts of light across the cavernous marble floor. It was late afternoon, and the grand sanctuary was deserted except for a few quiet worshippers scattered among the hundreds of wooden pews. Don Luca Moretti walked down the central aisle, his heavy…
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