Sally's fingertip traced the watermark her wine glass had made on the table top. "It's daft, really." He was going to think she was mad. Or a conspiracy theorist or something.
She avoided his gaze as she continued to speak. "I don't have any proof actually. So I don't know if it's true." Sally was tripping over her words. Finally she spit it out. "I think someone wanted to get my brother...eliminated...from the game. There were too many people clamouring for the prize so someone had to go. Death was already used, so they had to find another excuse. Another surefire way to get Linus out of the picture." Sally glanced up at Justin. "Marrying a muggle in my family is definitely a good way to get chopped off the family tree."