“So that is it? I can never be Pope?” “Your Eminence, you cannot be anything.” Adeyemi seemed unable to raise his gaze from the floor. “What shall I do, Jacopo?” “You are a good man. You will find some way to atone. God will know if you are truly penitent, and He will decide what is to happen to you.” “And the Conclave?” “Leave them to me.”
