"We have already told you what we have known. Or at least what Marshal knew." Said Cloette.
As Baheer recovered from the recent assault, he said, "But you knew there would be a chance that someone would come after her, Horus. Why haven't you visited her at all in the past?"
Horus averted his eyes from Baheer with his head bowed to the floor. A small voice was heard from the air. Whispers that attempted to contact him in a way only Horus would understand. It was gasps with pauses in between as if it were a pattern or a sequence until there was a longer pause meaning that it was finished and repeated the pattern. Cloette was busy with putting the blanket over Hathor's corpse.
