“Now-” she pointed at the coffin – “somebody want to tell me who’s in there?” I really didn’t. Not after I’d seen how Hazel skewered her enemies. Still… I owed it to Jason. Hazel had been his friend. I steeled my nerves, opened my mouth to speak, and was beaten to the punchline by Hazel herself. “It’s Jason,” she said as if the information had been whispered in her ear. “Oh gods.” She ran to the coffin. She fell to her knees and threw her arms across the lid. She let out a single devastated sob. Then she lowered her head and shivered in silence.”