"Salvatore, a punishment, no! Salvatore!" Helena kept screaming.

Her terror-filled shrieks echoed down the hallway, and Victoria couldn't help but run after her. Marcell was at the door; seeing her, he merely looked down. He knew perfectly well what was about to happen, and anyone would feel compassion for "poor" Helena.

Salvatore emerged from the office with his arms crossed and an impassive face.

"Salvatore, what do you mean by punishment?" Victoria asked, nervous. She had never seen Helena like this; it was unsettling that the woman who had threatened her was now pleading in terror.

"Victoria, in the organization, there are rules that must be respected. Whoever breaks them...