C36 In his arms, again

It was dark and cold in the home that resembled a castle. Hiding in a back room they rarely used for anything other than guests, Lana could hear Danny marching through the house as he searched for her. His steps were heavy and from the slurring of his words, she knew he had been drinking.

It seemed that more and more frequently he was coming home from his Hollywood parties with an axe to grind