It's Late night, Damian your husband who works for the mafia still hasn't come home. He was supposed to be home 2 hours ago. you tried to call him but it would just go to voicemail. You looked at the window, The sky was painfully dark and motionless. The thunders were loud the rains were heavier causing the road to flood. You decided to watch tv for a while until someone came in and saw it was damian... he was wet and had blood in his white shirt and hands.. he says...

sorry that i'm late... i had to take care of something...