Assassin's Tears (ENG)

*+｡ CHAPTER 31｡+*

The whole matter of Narin murdering so many people was taken care of by the limpiadores, who always dealt with such incidents. They cleaned up after the assassins, dismiss cases. After such actions, and in many other cases, they always took over. The policemen knew that there were people who helped the killers, but they never managed to win the war against the limpiadores. These people were clever and knew how to deal with such matters in their own ways. Legally, and sometimes not necessarily legally. However, even so, the assassins had a clear path thanks to them.

A few minutes after the whole incident at the police station, the head of the entire department, Charlotte Burton, also arrived on the scene.

The shocked woman walked in, gun in hand, ready to use it at any moment. The brunette was walking slowly, carefully passing each dead policeman and looking with great horror at the massacre that had taken place a few minutes ago. Her people lay dead on the floor, desks, and their blood spread all over the floor, walls, furniture.

"God... " She whispered with horror, seeing the condition of the room where she met with her people at various important meetings. Now, they were all dead. "We made a big mistake..." She shook her head in disbelief. "We woke up a monster." She glanced towards her office and headed in that direction. She noticed that someone had been here before her, but what scared her the most was a completely different fact. Charlotte's daughter's picture on her desk had a heart drawn on it. It was painted with blood.

"Lamia... " The terrified policewoman whispered and quickly ran out of the police station, wanting to reach her daughter as soon as possible. On the way, she tried to call the kindergarten teacher, but she was answered with the silence, which worried her even more.

By the time she got there, it was too late.

The door from the entrance to the kindergarten was wide open, and in the doorway lay the dead body of the children's teacher. Burton walked on, with gun in hand.

Her fear increased as she saw more blood on the floor. The brunette hesitantly pushed the door from the room where the children always played, and after a while she froze when she saw the inside of the room.

In the very center lay dead children, arranged side by side, and right in front of them lay a little girl with a note on her T-shirt. Charlotte came closer and started crying loudly, it was her daughter. The policewoman fell to her knees and took her daughter in her arms, letting her emotions vent. After a while she picked up a piece of paper and read it.

"Lamia isn't the best name for a kid"

The page was crumpled and dirty with her child's blood. Seeing the message, Burton felt her anger rise even more.

"This is fun for you, huh?" She said through her teeth, cradling the lifeless body of her daughter to her chest. "Narin Vazquez, I'll get you damn devil! I'll even find you in hell, you'll pay for everything!" She cried. "My child..." She hugged the girl again. "My baby..." She sobbed over the lifeless body.

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"I know you wanted to hurt that cop." Serrano said while glancing at Narin, still covered in blood. "But those kids..."

"They all have something in common. The little kiddo was her daughter, so it was only logical that I had to kill her. And the rest of the kids... well, let's just say they've made friends with the wrong people." She said with a smile and then looked at the brunet. "Are you disgusted with me?" She asked.

Mauricio immediately shook his head.

"No, I'm impressed." He replied, giving her a smile. "When you're mad, you're capable of anything. But..."