"Mike." William said, looking over at Micheal. he isnot scared of the sight of the gun, he is more surprised that his son can still stand up to him. "come on, Mike. you won't. Who will you have left then, Mike? your sister, or your mother? they are both dead." William said calmly, taking a step closer to his son. William knows Micheal knows. about the killing, his evil plans. but it doesn't scare him, he know Micheal won't tell. he knows he broke him. "maybe you'll have your brother? wait, your murdered him. you're not so much better then me, son." William said, taking another step ahead. he slowly send a hand to grab the gun, not slightly afraid.