Could a guy die from a broken nose? He didn’t think so. He’d never heard of it happening, but he wanted desperately to call Sophie and find out. Could it take a whole week to happen? His throat tightened. “How—what did he die from?” “He was just walking along the street. The detective said that they’re, ummm, the police are treating it as a suspicious death. The coroner has to do the— the autopsy before they can say for sure what happened.” Jesus. “I’ll be right over.” “Anna’s here now. It’s okay, you don’t have to come. I just wanted you to know.” Would Anna be able to calm Karen down? She’d probably spout some crap about karma, and things being written in the stars, and it all being for the universal good, and souls choosing their destiny. Was that going to be much help? Karen was still talking.
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