Jake is worried. After everything, Damien is practically his son. Having him arrested would take away his once chance of a family. He doesn’t understand what could have gone through his head to bring him to start that fire. And yet, after everything, he did kill in cold blood. Putting him behind bars will probably be best for him, as he start to sort his problems out. He heads for the phone…
Damien feels sick with worry. Trying to take his mind off things, he decides to go fishing in Central Park. However, it’s not long before the police are back on his mind and he can no longer concentrate. Packing up, he creeps back home…
Jake re-assures himself that he is doing the right thing. But now he’s been given extra time to think; as he cannot contact them. After trying to get a signal in the garden and failing, he returns inside to find the stairs blocked off. Jake’s mind starts to race. Was that Damien? Kelley’s at school, it must have been. Why? I don’t understand…
But as he thinks to himself, an all-too familiar noise makes him turn around:
Fire. The living room is on fire.
Outside, Damien mutters to himself. “I had no choice… no choice… I’m sorry…”.
What has he done?
