Chapter 70

From the way Rob was having difficulty getting rid of the men down there, she learned that some many people "and all the others who were still at large" would do everything to rid Travor of life behind the cells. She had understood that he would never be imprisoned long enough. No matter how much they took him back to a sanatorium. Travor every moment would escape, he every moment would try to convert people to his dark side of the world. He couldn't enjoy it, and Debby knew that she was doomed to it from the moment of her aunt's death. It consisted of being for this thing that she found her preparing so hard. For that moment.

"You owe your life to me," he shouted, trying to get up. "I saved you from that damn clinic. I made you become more than just a crazy woman who kept drooling against the straitjacket. Debby, you owe me your own life. How do you now think about killing me so coldly? How do you think I should deal with this rejection, huh