"Yes, throw away. No need for it."

The finality in her voice was unmistakable.

Raegan had just taken a couple of steps toward the stairs when she remembered something. Turning around, she saw the man standing at the door, and she fought back tears as she looked away and said to Mrs. Hughes:

"By the way, Mrs. Hughes, please come to my room later and move Mr. Johnson's things back to the guest room."

Mrs. Hughes was taken aback, her mouth ...