"Apparently," Verity started, draining half her beer. "I'm to blame for not knowing he was still alive." If she was honest with herself, she could see Trev's point. She had gone by his house, found it empty and assumed that he'd fought in the battle. "He didn't even fight," she continued, not sure if that was a good thing or not. It could be taken to mean that he had just been misguided. When it had come down to the crunch, he hadn't fought against them, he'd just run.