“We can’t stay here. Is there anything you want to take with you?” I ask the ladies. “No, we just want our babies,” one says. “Then let's move. Did you gather the shell casings and the bullets?” I ask the men. “Yes, all are accounted for.” Killer answers. “Perfect, let’s go.” I say as I walked out of the house carrying a little girl. She looks very tiny for someone who is almost two.
Our cars are parked in the woods surrounding this property. Dom’s buddy meets us outside, and I thank him for his help. When we are safely in our vehicles, we hear an explosion. Dom’s buddy made sure it looked like a gas leek caused the explosion, before he went his own way. “I am signing off. Safe travels and let me know if you need anything,” he says over our comms before he switches his off.
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