Sabrina's expression remained extremely calm. The supervisors, too, spotted Sabrina and Marcus. One of them greeted Marcus respectfully. "Master Marcus, your grandfather had just been here earlier."

He nodded. "I know."

Seeing that the supervisor was conversing with Marcus, Lincoln pleaded. "Supervisor, please. That...that is my daughter. I...want to speak with her, just a few words. M-may I?"

The supervisor did not respond and looked to Marcus for approval. He nodded, and Lincoln immediately hurried his way through the front door to the window while dragging his shackles behind him. He spoke to Sabrina under the monitoring of superiors.

"Sabbie...Are...are you doing okay?"

"I'm fine."

"And...your mom?"

"Even better." Her tone remained unwavering.

Lincoln rubbed his hands together eagerly. "Da-Daddy..."

"I'm not your daughter, your daughter..." She glanced over at Selene, who curled up in a ball with tears on her cheeks like a frightened rabbit, and pointed Lincoln to that dir