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“How?”

“Again, I don’t know.” He paused. “But I think she committed suicide.”

Kael turned away. Raven cast them all a concerned glance, then hurried over to her husband. They spoke softly together, and Raven glanced around to examine Caleb, her eyes puzzled.

Regan frowned. “What’s going on?”

Kael shrugged. “I think we all need to sit down.”

Why?

Regan didn’t want to sit. Wolf was not happy to be here, but she pushed her unease down and took a chair at the round table.

Clearly, Kael had something to say, and she had an inkling it wasn’t going to be good news.