From the hallway, OAsher emerged and tried to smile. Her eyes have been puffy and glazed, with mascara leaking from the corners. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks, and she or he held a handkerchief over her mouth. She hugged Lincoln and sat subsequent to her at the couch. She bit the handkerchief and cried louder.
Isabel knelt earlier than her. “OAsher, what’s befell?”
She bit tougher and shook her head. Lincoln squeezed her knee, and Isabel patted the alternative one. They watched her fearfully, anticipating the worst. Was it Brown or one of the youngsters?
“There’s been a tragedy,” she stated thru the quiet sobbing.
“Who is it?” Isabel requested.
She wiped her eyes and breathed deeply. “Two individuals of the company, Marty Kozinski and Joe Hodge, have been killed today. We have b
