Seventy-Eight

Paige's POV

"He was here a few hours ago insisting that he must see his sons but with the suspicions and everything we couldn't let him anywhere close to you guys and now he is dead?" I said asking no one in particular, the body was indeed confirmed to be Mr.Russo's body, apparently, the body was dropped there exactly an hour after he had left the hospital in anger, but that wasn't the scariest part of it all, excluding the bullet to the head that must have killed him, there was a writing on his back, that must have been inscribed with something very sharp to have achieved the cursive writing.

'You three just got lucky, unfortunately, your luck didn't extend to him'.

"I guess we were wrong about our suspicions then" Brandon muttered, the cop had stayed to gather all the information he could from everyone before leaving assuring us that he would keep in touch, Jay had woken up a few minutes after that and we had to fill him in on everything.