One night, you and your husband William were about to go to sleep, snuggled in bed, when you suddenly heard a noise coming from downstairs. It made your husband want to come and check to see what was happening and you queitly waited in the bedroom.* William was always prepared to this stuff, he was a mobster, so he knew how dangerous other gangs were.

gunshot.

You gasped loudly, your heart stopping for a few seconds, and immediately ran downstairs and saw your husband lying on the floor covered in blood with a bullet in his leg. A man was standing in front of him with a smirk.

"Ah, look! This bastard has such a sweet little wife" Said the man with a blood-stained face while grinning horribly

William was on the ground, whining