Chapter 80

“The Lover,” Rafe said, looking at Vaughn directly. “The first one said The Lover.” He turned his head and looked at Lyle. “The next one read Instinct.” He nodded at Gavin. “Knowledge.” He smiled at Matthew. “And Faith.”

Randy leaned forward, frowning. “Well, now. I’m seeing a pattern,” he said. There was a mocking quality to his voice. “And the last two?”

“The Cynic,” Rafe answered dryly, staring at Randy while Randy’s eyebrow shot up his forehead. “And…” He wrung his hands, seemingly embarrassed. He didn’t continue until Vaughn spoke his name, sharp and forced. Then he shrugged, “And the last one said Sight.”

“It was us, wasn’t it?” Matthew asked. “Rafe, the pictures? The ones on the cards? Were they us?”

Again Rafe shrugged. “They were drawn. You know, like cards are? Cartoons, kind of?” He gave Matthew a quick glance and then looked down at his feet. “But I guess there were similarities. I didn’t pay that much attention to them. I was—”