The phone rang through the house like lightening.
Auto picked it up. "Hello?"
"It's fine brother. I finally did it."
Auto flagged Frankie down. She stood next to him, heart racing.
"I killed him. I avenged you and Frankie. And..."
Auto tired to smile but couldn't. "It's over? Is it really over?"
"It is. With their leader dead, the Nabis are weakened. Still, I'll kill them. Every one of his followers, until not one of them is left. I will erase him."
Auto sighed. "Grim..." Frankie took the phone.
"Grim you've done your job. You've avenged us all. Come home now. I'll bake cookies, and Auto won't get any."
Auto frowned. "Wait What?"
"The boys miss their uncle. And we miss you. Let the police and the government—"
"They overlooked Nabis for years. I have to do this. But before I do..
