“Okay, here’s the cathedral, with the tabernacle beside it. The tabernacle still has a small chapel people can use – the new office area is behind that. You reach it from inside the cathedral, from this door.” She darkened a line with the pencil. “The information should be on the preacher’s computer or in his files. Unfortunately, digital keypads seem to be in vogue – they’ve added one to the door now. So if we’re getting in there, I’ll have to find the code for it somehow.”

“Maybe a video camera?” suggested Wesley. As everyone turned to look at him, his cheeks darkened; he went on, his voice gruff. “I mean – hundreds of tourists take videos in there every day. So we could use the zoom lens to focus on the door whenever someone’s punching in the code.”

Alex nodded. “Yeah, good idea. Nice one, Wes.” Kara was busy adding more details to the cathedral and office area – hallways, another few exits. He propped his hands on the table as he studied the home-made map. “How accurate is this? Can we get actual floor plans showing the office area, or is that classified too now?”

“Extremely classified, now that the cathedral is Church of Angels central, Mexican style,” said Kara gloomily, putting down the pencil. “This isn’t too bad, I think. Luis showed me around the office area once.”

“No, it’s not too bad.” Seb stood scanning the map. “You’ve missed some things though.”

Kara gave him a cool look. “Like what?”

He picked up the pencil. “There are doors here, and here.” The lines he drew were precise, unhesitating. “This one’s very small, easy to miss. And I don’t know if it’s still there, but in the tabernacle there used to be a fire exit here. You could go out through it, but not in.”

Alex had straightened up, watching carefully. “Are you sure? How do you know all this?”

Seb shrugged and tossed the pencil aside. “The catedral was a good place to pick pockets. All of us on the street knew every inch of it.”

It wasn’t a surprise to Alex; Willow had told him a little about Seb’s past when he’d asked her. He hadn’t mentioned it to the others though. Now Trish and Liz stared at Seb speechlessly; the guys all gave each other Did you just hear what I heard? looks.

Kara shot Alex a glance that said she held him personally responsible for this. “So you’re telling us you were a pickpocket,” she said.

“Oh, yes,” said Seb mildly, pushing back his loose curls. “For many years. When I wasn’t breaking into houses.”