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His gaze turned dark before he pulled the trigger and Joy's body dropped limp on the floor
"NOOOO" Mwayi screams
He rushes to Titus and grips his neck, his eyes widen as another loud bang resonates in the house. Mwayi's eyes roll to titus
"My son-" he coughs out blood "will avenge this"
Titus laughs and spits in his face
"You just reminded me you have children" he whispers "they'll follow you soon"
"You.... will ....never ...find-" Mwayi drops to the floor, his head turns towards the mirror in the living room
Tears pour down Liam's face and hold firm on his little sister's mouth
"Protect ...your sister" Mwayi shouts with all his strength as he breathed heavily "av-" he coughs "avenge my deat-"
His head blows out of nowhere and blood splatters on the mirror causing Liam to flinch
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