The guard wasn't sure if they were talking about Satan or the vampire, but he still had an answer for the strange man. Although he couldn't attest to any actual visual contact, there was one person that, to the guard, knew everything about anything. And if anyone could persuade these foolish investigators of the evil at play here, it would be him.
"Come," the guard invited, much to the shocked annoyance of the detectives who had been watching the coroner cover the body with a yellow tarp. The guard led the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent inside the church, and closed the door behind him.
Gilded, echoing hallways led to a narrow staircase that made the guard pant as he climbed, then a narrow passage brought them to a simple door that the guard opened confidently. Another man stood just beyond it, stopped in his tracks but not surprised, fully expecting the party after having watched them come inside from the balcony above. He wore the simple cassock of a priest and smiled, if a bit icily, at the group.