Sinners and Saints II

Chapter 19

"Welcome home sir,"

Rafael totally ignored the driver that came running to their direction the second the car drove to the front of the house. Olivia got out first, running as fast as she could to the opened front door. Rafael closed his door.

"Where are they?" He glared at the man beside him, giving him his keys so he could park the car in the garage.

"They are in the living room sir."
At least Rafael and Olivia weren't the only scared people in the entire house.

How on earth did this even happen? How did a burglar manage to break into their house even with all of that security he thought he had?

These were questions he was dying to ask but he didn't just have the time.

Rafael hurried into the quiet house as fast as he could, finding his way to the living room, breathing as hard as he could. He hated the silence. He hated the loneliness and coldness he was feeling as he approached the huge room.

He stopped running, gulping hard as his eyes met Benita and Lucy kneeling on the floor with their hands above their heads and fear in both their eyes.

"You're here at last."

His focus went to the other side of the room, close to the window where a man who looked like he was in his late forties stood, pinning Grace to a spot with one hand and a knife in front of her neck in his other hand.

Olivia let out a teary gasp as she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands, taking an abrupt step to them.

"Don't you even think about it." The man raised his voice, causing Olivia to refrain from daring to take another step. She was so scared.

Rafael took a deep breath and then turned to Benita. "Did you call the police?" Benita slowly shook her head, the tears in her eyes threatening to fall.

"Go ahead and call them." Rafael slowly turned back to the man with beads of sweat covering his entire face. His body was soaked even with all that air from the air conditioning and his hands were trembling. It was almost as if he was just as scared as the rest of them.

"You think I'm scared of the police?" He said raising his voice, his saliva, forming white marks at the side of his broken pale lips. "I've lived twenty three years of my life scared of the police and at this point, I have nothing to lose so go ahead and call them and watch me kill myself right after I kill this child with me."

"Mummy," Grace had a lot of tears in her eyes too. She was so scared and had her head up in the sky, not daring to bring it down so it didn't come in contact with the sharp blade.

Olivia was numb all over. She didn't know what to do. Her hands were trembling.

"What is it you want?" She asked the man as he slowly turned to face her. The tears in her eyes began to fall even without her permitting it to.

"If you're here to steal something, why don't you just take what you want and leave?" She told him, trying to be as courageous as she could be. She was in no way going to allow him hurt her child even though her voice trembled with fear with every word she said.

"If it's money you want-"

"I don't want your money!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. "It can't do much for me right now!"

"Then tell us what you want!" Rafael yelled at the top of his voice too. He wasn't really good at keeping his emotions in check under pressure. He was just as terrified as everyone else was. "Tell us what you want and we'd give it to you this instant."