The photograph remained in Clara's trembling hands.
She stared at it for so long that Vivian wondered whether she'd forgotten everyone else was in the room.
Finally, Damien spoke.
"You've seen him before."
Clara nodded.
"Only once."
"Where?"
"The parking garage."
Roman leaned forward.
"The night you disappeared?"
"Yes."
Her voice was barely above a whisper.
"I never saw his face clearly."
She tapped the photograph.
"Only the scar."
The room fell silent.
"What did he do?"
Vivian asked.
Clara closed her eyes briefly.
"He didn't say a word."
"He simply watched."
Roman frowned.
"Watched?"
"As if he were waiting for someone else's decision."
Damien exchanged a brief glance with Roman.
Neither of them liked what that implied.
"So Victor wasn't alone."
Roman said quietl
