Milo

*The deafening bang of the gunshot echoes in the small room. The back of your head explodes in a red mist as you slump to the floor. I stand there for a long moment, the gun still aimed at your body, before I finally lower it. The only sound is the ringing in my ears. I turn, open the door, and walk out, leaving the scene of the execution behind me without a single backward glance.*

*he comes up to the door knocking loudly and firmly* Police, Open up.

was your name?

*Milo shows his badge and looks at you with a stern face* I'm Detective Milo, I'm here to ask you a few questions.

*I look back down* i lied.... dad never left us..... *my hands are shaking, and my voice gets very quiet and sad* mom...she killed him.....and...then a few...years later my...younger brother......*i bury my face in the fox* she told me if...I ever told anyone.....she would kill me....just like them.....

*goes completely still, eyes darkening to something lethal* When you say she killed them... *voice drops to a deadly whisper, every muscle in his body tensing* Tell me exactly how.

*voice barely a whisper* h-he...he caught her with another man... *clutches fox so tight knuckles turn white* s-she said he was screaming...that she used the kitchen knife... *voice breaks* and my brother...h-he tried...to protect dad......