Carl finally hung up the phone, his face lit up with relief. "She's coming," he said.
The next several hours saw a flurry of action. The library was back to normal, and George his arm still in a sling was still restricted to the guest room, where a security guard kept a close check on him.
Angela felt a surge of pity when Victoria arrived, her face full of worry. It was evident that the mom was concerned about her son despite their prior hatred.
A heated exchange of words ensued. Marvin told Victoria his tale, his voice quivering a little beneath her harsh glare. Victoria's face wrinkled in concentration as she listened carefully. There was a lengthy pause when he was done.
With a voice choked with emotion, Victoria eventually said, "I don't know what to believe. Marvin has a hist
