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Caius got off me and helped me to my feet. I couldn’t take my eyes off the burning corpses and the crackling fire that consumed what remained of the cart.
“They. . .they really killed themselves, didn’t they?” I asked my companions.
Sage nodded. “Yes, and I believe their intention was for us to follow them.”
“Did anyone notice the smoke from their necks?” Caius asked the group.
I nodded. “Yeah. Does that mean they were some kind of shifter?”
Caius shook his head. “No shifter that I know of has colored smoke rise from their bodies.”
I looked to Alex who studied the crispy remains with an expression of vexation. “Do you have any idea what that smoke meant?”
“None at all,” he answered.
Sage studied our new companion with a sharp look. “I find that highly unlikely.”
Alex tu
