“I trusted you!” Derrick slammed.

“You thought I would die…” Clara was practically laughing. “You really thought I'd allow that bastard to harm me?”

“Did you really have to go that far?”

“Oh Derrick. You have become so weak. But don't worry, I thank you for it. Because it lets me fulfill my goal. Don't worry he's not dead. Yet.”

Ethan darted inside. “He is alive,” he announced, referring to Dante.

“I told you.” Clara chimed.

“But he is like a vegetable. His eyes are open and his mouth moves but he doesn't make any sense and he is in a lot of pain.”

“Oh that? He will be in...