The proselytizer

Kris Lane earns an annual salary in six figures for taping commercial voice-overs (the word "itches" alone brings him in a small fortune), but Christianity is his true calling. Extreme composure and a seductive, soothing manner belie the fanatically perverse sensibility that has driven him to extraordinary testimonials to his God: the building of a giant, illuminated cross to dominate the landscape (replete with an Ampex tape deck booming out a Bach toccata); and, most important, the seduction of a select group of women into giving their souls to God, their voices to the Church choir, and…