"You shouldn't go in the house," Cin said seriously, looking towards the darkened hovel they were standing in front of. "No one's been there since they took Cy out, and you don't need to see any of that shit."
Cin had seen it, after the cops had all left. She'd seen the blood all over the floor where whatever horrible things that had happened to Cy took place. She'd spat on the carpet and said, good fuckin' riddance, cunt.