"Rafael, what the hell are you doing?" Erika shouted as she was two meters from him. Before she could move a finger, he didn't hesitate to shoot. It almost went by her quiffs. The wild looks on her face were mixed with shock.
"Stay fucking out of this, Erika," Rafael yelled. Anyone in the whole house was on his nerves; he was a good shooter who never mistaken his prey.
"Shall we carry on this insurance in my office?" Mr. Diox requested in a cold voice, his gaze adding more oil to Rafael's burning heart, "What the heck are you talking about, father? Heh," Rafael stated as his eyes turned red.
Erika was hardly breathing; this was her first time to see this part of Rafael, the bloody nerves on his arms and those that stood clear on his neck. It was obvious that Alex wasn't just a person; Erika was still processing what was going on in front of her.
