The Rat

Benedito Goncalo Cruz Pereira 

The group of men once again kept deadly silent as if they were scared to speak. It was the most irritating thing known in this universe when they did that. As if they were scared of me. They defied me enough times for me to know they were not but I also knew the line of boss and friend became distinct when the topic was serious enough. 

"Talk," I demanded, which made them all jump slightly. 

"Once I sent out a team they found your parents," Hans took out another small envelope from his jacket and handed it to me. I took the picture of Tomas and I then attached it to my phone cover that had pictures of Bobby and I, then shoved it in my pocket. I ripped the envelope open and hatred consumed me so much I saw red.