“Funny guy. No, I’m not taking that bullet for you. I love you, you are my like my brother but no. Any other bullet but one with Susana engraved on it is all yours.” She patted his cheek then walked away.
“Do you smell that?” Stephan’s happy mood quickly changed.
“I do, just check the refrigerator maybe some of it poured or something.” Kayla walked towards the big metallic fridge occupying a corner in their kitchen.
“Dad.” SJ’s alarmed voice rang in the air.
Stephan immediately knew that the smell of blood wasn’t from the refrigerator but Scarlet. Carefully he lifted Scarlet off the stained black leather seat and into his arms.
“Relax and clean that up before she wakes up.” He told SJ who couldn’t take his eyes off the small puddle of blood that had formed around him.
“Kayla we need
