Mina did not linger after that. "I'm off." She waved a hand and walked toward the gate of the compound. "Thanks for the cigarette."
Lucas did not answer her. His mind had drifted back to the day they had learned of Warren's death two years ago. Both families had been sitting together discussing the upcoming wedding arrangements when his phone and Mina's had gone off at almost the exact same moment.
"Lucas. Warren is gone."
That was all it took. One weightless sentence, and they had lost a friend they had grown up with. Lucas turned to look at Mina. He saw the frozen, blank expression on her face, and he knew her call had been about the same thing.
Warren's death was an accident, but not entirely an accident. It had happened about a month or two after Iris had left. No one knew exactly
