"Mrs. Regaleon?" I said, my voice quivering.
The lady raised her head, a glimmer of hope emerging in her gaze. Gradually, relief was followed by a dawning of recognition.
"Hola! Thankfully”, she said, her voice raspy. "You must assist us. It's Damon”.
Angela felt her heart race in her chest. What was the fate of Damon? Was he injured?
Mrs. Regaleon, hurried by her with hardly suppressed panic in her voice before she could speak.
"He's not himself at all. He often brings up the subject of Sarah."
Carl's expression became pale. Sarah? The name seemed to bring back a long-forgotten memory and a sinister truth that he had concealed.
"Who's Sarah?" With a knot of anxiety growing in her gut, Angela inquired.
Mrs. Regaleon's eyes were filled with a sorrowful appeal as she turned from
