One Luna, Four Alphas
He asked.
"Yes," said Lincoln, his voice cracking as he spoke, "yes, she is. Her death happened shortly after yours."
"What happened to her? How did she die"? Larry asked. I, Lynn and Lincoln exchanged looks between ourselves.
"She was killed, Larry," I said to him, "an enemy of ours killed her in a battle".
"And"? He asked insistently, "Did you seek justice for her? Did you avenge her death? Where is the torn and battered body of her killer? I hope he or she had a painful death".