The priest eyed Chloe with a genuinely depressed look. His tone fell, and a grave rasp took over his voice.

"My child, it would be foolish for even a criminal to refuse the help of the authorities. Please... consider the difference between a few years in prison compared to an eternity in Hell! If you truly believe shying away from those who can help is the best path, I can help you. You can stay in the undercroft overnight and, in the morning, I can drive you to the airport or to the train station. Is that what you want?"