And the fear was growing as he made his plans.

She told the truth, but in her a fear was growing.

That fear of her hold over him was only growing.

Again the fear behind her eyes was growing full and bright.

Had his fear grown to be too much for him?

But his fear for the women and children in the family was growing steadily.

He felt both her fear and the man's lust growing.

The fear grew every time a new victim was found.

And fear grew steadily in him as he went on.

There was nothing he could do but watch, while the fear of the unknown grew within him.