Bronwyn left her room and headed for the front desk. She found Tara glued to the television in the employee break room just off from the main lobby.<br/>"Evenin', pretty girl." she said as she walked up.<br/>Tara shushed her, then gestured to the TV, which was tuned to the local news. The screen showed a pretty reporter standing at the bank of the river, reporting on the accident that had happened late the night before.<br/>"... Daniel O'Brien, age thirty-two. Police have determined that the accident was no accident, but a suicide." The scene cut to a close-up of the local chief of police, and Tara turned to Bronwyn.<br/>"Danny drove his car off the bridge last night." Tara said in disbelief.<br/>"Aye, I heard."<br/>"The cops are saying it's suicide."<br/>"Heard that, too."<br/>"It doesn't make any sense!" Tara protested.<br/>"Sometimes humans don't." Bronwyn said with a shrug. "'Tis one o' your biggest weaknesses as a race, almost like your brain is constantly at war with itself."