"Stop crying!" Alessandro's frightening voice rang in the room and everyone stilled. They held their breaths to hear his next words.
"It's fake," He said next and when everyone realized that Alessandro was right, they sighed in relief.
As if at the right time, a burst of loud robotic laughter was heard in the room. It was coming from the chopped hand.
"As always right, Don Marino. The hand doesn't belong to your sweet Bambina. But something else in the box does. Scuderi, Marino's dear son-in-law, why don't you take it out from the package?"
Nico didn't know why but his feet walked on their own and stopped beside the package. Leaning down, he found black polythene out of the package.
Nico's body went cold when he saw what was inside the polythene.
A white sheet with blood marks.
