Xhemin was sobbing quietly on the way to Richmond ranch. They were to get some nice clothes to bring to the morgue for their grandfather. She wanted him to look nice even at his funeral.
"I can never forgive whoever did this," Xhemin's voice was cracking when she spoke, "I promise I'm going to find out whoever did this and make him pay a thousand times,"
Ziggy can feel the fury that Xhemin have. He too was angry and deeply wounded by this loss, so he understood the pain that she was going through.
"We don't know who our enemies are," Ziggy tried so hard to be calm for Xhemin. He certainly doesn't want to see the girl being consumed by hatred. Xhemin was just simply too innocent and pure from all these cruelties but it cannot be help. "We must think about all of these carefully, so we know what to do,"
"I know just exactly what we needed to do," Xhemin blurted away, as many thoughts and emotions are rushing to her head. "We need get even,"
