A month later...
Arthur was in the hospital since Mary is diagnosed with cancer.
He couldn't stop crying inside the chapel while Mary is suffering inside the room. She has to lay down there and it depends if Arthur can afford her chemoteraphy.
Arthur has to go to his office to check his savings in the bedroom, he tried to look everywhere but it seems like he paid the money away for his children's tuitions fees.
He sat down on the chair, his arms on his lap and his hands cupping up his face in frustration, he doesn't want to borrow Alfonso or Martha's money and Mary's family doesn't want anything to do with her.
Alfonso passed by his office that was opened and noticed how stressed Arthur looked so he decides to enter to check on him, "What's that long face for?"
Arthur groaned, "I can't afford Mary's chemoteraphy"
"Why not?"
"I paid it all for my children's studies"
The telephone was ringing, Arthur answered the call, "Hello?"
"Papa!" Catherine cried out for help as she stayed inside the bathroom, all bloody and sweaty, tears poured out from her eyes, "Papa, please help,
"Why? What happened?"
"They're dead! Elisa, Genevieve, and Alice are dead!"
Arthur stood up, "WHAT?! Catherine, don't joke around like that"
Catherine's words could no longer be understood as she was crying too hard, "No, papa, they're dead! We were robbed"
The group of killers found them...
Arthur stood up as his heart raced in a quick pace, "Alfonso! Let's go home!"
"Why? What happened? Why are you panicking?"
"ALMOST EVERYONE IN THE HOUSE IS DEAD!"
"FUCK!" Alfonso screeched, "LET'S GO! LET'S GO!"
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The Lost Child
Mystery / ThrillerA lost girl who is said to be kidnapped in the year 1939. During the second world war, she entered the lives of the Shire family as their servant, time flies and WW2 started, the family decides to fly to another country to avoid the tragedy and deci...
