Master Grant's face was bright red at this point. She'd heard enough, even if it was all true.

"You're lying! How would you know all this, anyway?"

"I… I decided to go to LAN again. I didn't want to report Thalash to the police, since I knew he would be unstable if he thought he would be caught, and I was worried about you. I thought you would come to your senses about him and leave him by now…"

A cracking sound split the tension in the room like a peal of thunder. Master Grant's anger had finally reached its boiling point, and he slapped his best friend. Habib, stunned at this outburst, gingerly felt the large red mark on his cheek.

"How dare you come into my house and insult my husband like this? Get the fuck out, right now!"

"Grant, please! You're a victim, we can get you help-" Habib tried to plead with Master Grant. His eyes were full of worry.

Master Grant would have none of it. She yanked Habib up by his arm and shoved him towards the door.

"Do-It-All-Drone, get the door!" Master Grant ordered curtly. Not wanted to disobey, I swung the door open. Master Grant pushed Habib out.

"Don't come around here again, you freak!"

Master Grant slammed the door. From the window, I watched Habib ride off, after one last glance back at the house. I think I saw tears running down his face. Turning back to Master Grant, I saw his slumped against the door, head in his hands.