"To get answers " he growled at Xanda.
Things were just as confusing now as it had been before. Except we now had the names of other people involved at least, the answers we had been hoping for were still not confirmed. But even I can admit now I felt te start of hope blossoming and I did not even know her, but I felt like I did after reading her diary. Reading someone's personal thoughts makes you feel like you know them.
" Answers to what ? " Xanda snapped, his patience was depleting fast.
And so was his father's by the answering growl he got. You could see he didn't want to talk. Didn't want to be answering questions. He gritted his way or spat each answer out like venom. His fists were clenched, his strength coming back with the blood he had been fed to him.
" I want answers to
