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“Dad, I’m back,” I cry out as I head into the kitchen. “Are you good…”
A scream ricochets through the room, so loud I have to press my hands to my ears to stop the sound from giving me a head ache.
It’s blood curdling, sickening, and I can understand why.
Blood.
So much blood.
My family kitchen is bright red and the further I tiptoe into the kitchen, the more I can see the source of the blood.
Dad.
Cillian.
Loch.
Keegan.
Fionn.
They are dead, all of them.
Their life of crime has come back to haunt them and they have been executed.
“Mine,” a sinister voice whispers, dragging my eyes off the mess on the floor. “You’re all mine now, Emma. No one can take you away from me.”
Owen.
Covered in blood splatter.
With that God damn gun in his hand and an evil looking glint in his eyes.
It’s at that moment I realize the scream is coming from me…
Sweat covers me as I bolt upright into a sitting position. I feel like I’ve been swimming in sweat because it’s covering me that much.
Shit.
The image of Owen covered in my family’s blood with that sinister grin remains firmly in the back of my mind, sickening me.
I grab under the pillow to check for the gun.
I still have it.
He can’t do anything to me if I still have it.
But that doesn’t mean I’ll be able to keep it forever.
I need to act soon.
Sooner rather than later.
That dream… it was a message. A warning. If I don’t act quickly, then who knows what will happen to me.
Much as it’s going to be hard to go to him now, I need to get to my father, quick.
I don’t want anything to happen to my family, and I really don’t want anything to happen to me, either.
