"The custodian at St. Marks had just scrapped three inches of snow off the sidewalk when the man with the cane appeared. The sun was up, but the winds were howling; the temperature was stuck at the freezing mark. The man wore only a thin pair of dungarees, a summer shirt, well-worn hiking boots, and a light Windbreaker that stood little chance against the chill. But he did not appear to be uncomfortable, nor was he in a hurry. He was on foot, walking with a limp and a slight tilt to the left, the side aided by the cane. He shuffled along the sidewalk near the chapel and stopped at a side door with the word 'Office' painted in dark red. He did not knock and the door was not locked. He stepped inside just as another gust of wind hit him in the back."
-John Grisham, The Confession
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