Tuck had arranged to meet Phantasos at the church on a night when nothing was happening. That way they could chat without being overheard, and it was a safer place than bringing someone he didn't know into the parsonage proper.
He had prepared a little tray of tea and coffee, which was sitting in his office, but he was waiting in the entryway with Will, pacing a little. There was a lot of nervous energy inside Tuck, as well as a hell of a lot of rage at the gall of someone pleading not guilty who was so obviously guilty. And so Tuck paced and paced, wishing he could just take a sword into his hands and scare Josh into doing the right thing that way.
"What time is it?" he asked Will, even though he had literally asked three minutes ago when it was 7:56.