He pulled the shirt in question from a dresser drawer and tossed it at Reno. "It was part of a shipment at the store, and I figured I earned it." Not that the shirt was important, but it gave him time to think about the rest of it.

"No deaths we heard of. Was Hades killed, even?" he ventured. "Not only no funerals, but church is usually empty, no proper priest save Karal, it's ..." He couldn't think of a word besides weird.

"My best friend at home fell to a piece of glass," he said finally. "If one of the odd things about this island is things like that don't happen here, it cannot be bad, can it?"