...Sebastian POV...
I am looking into the barrel of a gun that is firmly held within Dylan's hand.
What his intention is, that I do not know, but he has both Kati and me terrified beyond belief. He has his other hand on Kati's arm; I do not know if he shall truly use the thing or if he is merely trying to scare me off.
Then he does the unbelievable.
He rips the drip out from Kati's arm and throws her clothes for her to get dress. Absolute horror sets in, "Dylan, don't do this." I hear her beg as he keeps forcing her to get dressed.
With every step that I step closer, he starts swaying the gun more erratic through the air. My first instinct is to scream for help, but I do not know what the man shall do.
So with his gun directed at my head, he once again urges Kati to dress, "Dylan, I cannot leave. What about the babies?"