Facing Fabian

Damien

After checking on the new fellows that Clara brought with her, I head back to the living room to look for my girl. I am sure she is done eating so she must be somewhere around the house.

I crash into Victoria who seems to be a panicking mess. I ask her to calm down and talk to me but the words seem to be stuck in her throat.

"Tell me. What is the matter?" I ask her.

"Clara," she responds.

"What about Clara?" I inquire.

"Fabian," is all she says. Just the mention of his name and every cell of my body becomes alert.

"What has he done? What.." my questioning is cut short when I hear someone yelling outside.

"Don't! Don't even think about defending him! Who the hell does he think he is keeping my daughter like he as every right to do whatever he wants!"

That sounds like Fabian. I know that voice very well. Who is he shouting at? Clara? Oh my god! Clara!