"Voodoo?" Carter said as he looked at Father Joe and half-laughed. "No, Lieutenant. Jackson as far as I know had no ties to voodoun, except to study the religion on occasion."
"As for what he's been doing the past few days, your guess is as good as mine. I hadn't heard from him in a while, then I recieved a business telegram from him 3 days ago, and a phone call on the 14th. He sounded nervous and scared, but would not say why - only to meet him here tonight."
"If I may ask you a question, Lieutenant - you say this symbol belongs to an African cult. Have you discovered the identity of the cult in question? If not, have you tied the cult in with a particular country in Africa?"