“There were Craven there that night. You carry their scars. They were led right to the doors of the inn.” He didn’t blink. Not once. “He led them there. The Dark One.” “Liar!” I shouted. “Casteel had nothing to do with what happened.” “I never said Casteel did. I know it wasn’t him, even though I never saw the face behind the cloak and hood he wore when he came to that inn,”
so it wasn’t the dark one
