Quinn shot me a deadly look. "I'm not supposed to talk about it, Margot, but all I can say to you is that you're not supposed to speak of it to anyone else too once you've come of age," he said coldly. He then continued, "I woke up the next morning, and found Granny Lydia sprawled out on the floor, blood trickling from her neck, her eyes all white. The image still sticks in my mind.