"Fr. Jason Clay slumped exhausted into the front pew beneath the high dark arches of St. Sebastian Church, an old blue collar parish in north-east Jersey. He'd been awake most of the night, worried about the sensational events which had of late so unsettled his newly assigned parish. And he was bothered by a galling pain in his left side just below his ribs, marked by an eye-shaped pink welt two inches long and resembling a fresh scar." So the story...