Kenny was wearing a pair of ragged jeans and a dirty, colorless T-shirt.
The formerly sunny youth had now become an unkempt, unshaven robber.
"Kenny, where is my daughter? Please! I'm begging you. Let me see my daughter."
With a clank, Kenny smiled sinisterly and loaded the gun. Then he pressed it against Julianna's head. "I promise that you'll see her when you die."
Julianna's face was pale, and her chest heaved violently. "Where is my daughter? Let me see my daughter! I'm begging you. Please don't hurt her..."
Kenny sneered, "Why don't you kneel and beg me?"
Julianna knelt without hesitation. "Please! Let me see my daughter. She is your niece. Don't hurt her. I'm begging you."
Kenny sneered. Then his face darkened, and he kicked Julianna in the chest.
"Ah!" Julianna screamed and fell to the ground.
Then Kenny stepped forward and kicked her a few more times.