The Lynches were stunned by his words. Mrs. Lynch's expression was the first to change. "Hush, hush, hush!" she said, agitated. "What are you saying? Bite your tongue! Bite your tongue!"
Zane Lynch and his sister: "..." 'Although… Mom, are you so scared you're not thinking straight? No matter how you look at him, our cousin is hardly a… child!'
Caspian Rhodes froze for a second, a wry smile on his face. "It was just a guess," he said. "Otherwise, there's no way to explain why I was completely absent when your family ran into trouble."
Mrs. Lynch shot him a reproachful glare. "That's still not okay. Who in their right mind would just guess that they're dead? You have no regard for superstitions."
Mrs. Lynch and Caspian Rhodes's mother were sisters. To her, Caspian was no different from her own children, and she couldn't bear to hear him say such heart-wrenching things.
Compared to his wife, Mr. Lynch was clearly far calmer. "Caspian's theory isn't unreasonable."
