“Are they dead?” The left side of Alaric’s lip turns up. “Does it matter?” What kind of question is that? Of course, it matters. I’m not some idiot who’d risk her life for a couple of corpses. “A couple of dead guys are no use to me. The three of you are many things, but you have a reputation for being honest and direct when someone asks the right questions. Hence your nickname of the Fay brothers. It’s almost like you’re incapable of direct deceit.”
