I was about to scream his name on instinct but I felt a cold hand covering my mouth. "Sh... that won't help." Her whispers sent shivers down my spine as I felt sweat start to form from fear. She pulled out a gun, as I widened my eyes. My brother struggled even more to get off the chair, but it was no use. She slowly pointed the gun at him "I warned you. I can't risk anyone finding out anything or all my hard work will be ruined. So he has to go... and so do you." She looked at him before pulling the trigger. I muffled words because her hand was still covering my mouth. Tears filled my eyes as I watched my brother finally panic and his tears became more as he cried trying to set himself loose from the chair, but nothing worked.