“Did you see it all?” Tsagasi asked, standing next to my head, his knife in his hand. My other guardians stood at four points, their backs to me. Their weapons were in their hands, ready to be used if necessary. “Yes.” I sat up, still in shock. “Collin’s father killed Momma.” He didn’t respond. “You knew?” When he still didn’t say anything, I asked, “How could you know? You were locked away.” “We are not clueless to the events that have occurred over the past four hundred years, at least the ones that affect us.” I knew his answer was the best I was going to get. Disappointment made his mouth droop more than usual. “Out of everything you learned, that is what you focus on?” He was right, but it was still a kick in the gut. Did Collin know? I thought back to when I’d told him about my mother’s murder.
