Something sharp hit me in the chest the moment Lewis said those words. I turned to Whitney. A second ago she had been smiling, and now her face had gone the color of paper.
"Carl what exactly happened? There was no contact, and now suddenly this?"
He took a moment before answering, his voice careful and low. "After the Blackwells left the island, their vessel went down. A shipwreck. That night there were violent storms, no ships close enough to help. It's unlikely any of them survived."
