Everything happened too fast.
Victor shouted.
Daniel tried to move.
I stepped back.
Then a loud sound exploded.
A gunshot.
For a second nobody moved.
Then Victor slowly fell.
Blood spreading on his shirt.
My mother lowered the gun.
Completely calm.
"He knew too much," she said.
My hands began shaking uncontrollably.
Victor looked at me.
Trying to speak.
Then he went still.
Dead.
The warehouse fell silent.
Because revenge had just turned into murder.
And I realized something terrifying.
My mother wasn't just manipulative.
She was dangerous.