"Now get the fuck out of here Joe and don't you dare to call the police." Ferucci said to him, and he listened. He slowly got up from his seat, still eying Mira.
He first went to the stroller, picking up the baby, then walked toward Lucy who still stood there, covering her ears. Joe grabbed her hand firmly as he started dragging her to the door.
"Dad?" She asked as he almost tripped over the dead body in the hallway, but Joe didn't say anything to her, just went out as soon as possible. He didn't look back at his sister, didn't look back at his wife, he just went to live.
"Ahh, I like family dramas." Ferucci shook his head as he reloaded his pistol, and looked at the dead Mira body, then finally he walked toward Isabella, whose state was horrible.
She lost a lot of blood even though she tried to do something, but it did nothing as she just leaned back to the wall. Her face became pale, her eyes were almost closed, staring at nothing, while blood was all over her body.
