It was in a proverbial locked room that Wolfe Quinlan died. They found him in his study; the only key in his pocket, and a suit of medieval armor over him, its sharp broadsword thrust through his ribs. He had been a man who loved life and took what he wanted from it, a man with many enemies. On the night of his death, Wolfe Quinlan had angered everyone in his life---his abused wife, his alienated children, the mistress he refused to see, the business partner that he had cuckolded, his not-to-honest lawyer, the mad priest whose "devil worship" cult Wolfe had violently disavowed. Under Blackie Ryan's mild questioning, each will tell each her or her story---and in these tales of twisted passions the priest will seek the clue to Wolfe Quinlan's death. Find it he must...If no one else to die. This is #1 in A Father Blackie Ryan Story.