Abia’s eyes narrowed at his mention of Sarah. She still didn’t appreciate how he lured her friend so close to danger. “Yes...Years.” she kept her answer curt and vague.<br/><br/>The tense air of the room, and her senses on high alert, the bang on the door caused her to jump to her feet and let out a small yelp of surprise. She just glanced at the wood, before turning her attention back to Victor. What was he playing at? She elected to stay standing where she was, not wanting to walk right into something that she did not want to be caught in the middle of, thinking that the man standing before her had something to do with it. She kept her eyes on him, unmoving, waiting to see what he does as she hugged the mop handle closer to her body, ready to use it as needed.