Darius glared at the three graves, gritting his teeth. Indeed, on the flat stones, the elder Jome had roughly carved the symbol of Thanatos, the dates of death and the names long ago. All three matched: Felipe Rocha, Ines Rocha and Caim Rocha. The only discrepancy with the documents Bleist had examined earlier was that all three had been lying here for twenty-five years.
Who died in that damned inn? the earl wondered. What on earth is going on?
