Clara was brought to see Franco. She was sitting on the couch, guarded by a couple of black-suited men, before Franco went downstairs.

She just had surgery to deal with the injury on her back. And she looked pasty pale as if all her blood had been drained from her body.

She sat there quietly, not even bothering to look up as Franco walked into the parlor. Jack asked her a couple of questions as Franco sat down across the table. But Clara just remained silent no matter what they asked.

Franco ...