CHAPTER 45

[February 5th, 2008. Andrew's Home. 2:57 AM]

The night sky was illuminated by the multiple vehicles coming around the house. But unbeknownst to the ones inside the house, this will be the last day they would live here.

Men in Swat Armour began to come out of a Swat Vehicle though they were not SWAT.

They began surrounding the house.

Another vehicle came by, and four men came out of it.

They were Jacob, Adrian, General, and Damon. They also wore Swat Armour and held their weapons in hand.

"All Right, you know the plan… " Damon began moving in.

The traps that Andrew had placed were already removed. Andrew knew there might be a chance for someone to take notice of what he had been doing, and for that, he created traps around his home, but these were all removed by the fake SWAT.

Today was the day Andrew decided to take Emma and Isabella to a safe place.

"Open…" Damon whispered to one of the SWATs.

The SWAT opened the door swiftly by lockpicking it. But stopped as he saw a trip wire. He pointed down, showing it.

Damon turned back and signalled Adrian, who was close to the car in the distance. They did not use any Communication tool, as even a pin falling on the ground would wake Andrew up. All the cameras around the house were already hacked, and Andrew, if he were awake, would only see a recorded video.

"Adrian, find another way to enter…" hand signalled Damon.

Adrian did as he was asked and found another entrance.

He got out of the car, and Damon also came toward him.

Damon looked at the tablet and saw that Andrew had rigged his entire home. There were two bombs but nothing that would harm Andrew and his family and allow them to escape without mishap.

He then saw there was one way he could get in. Adrian was showing that.

"You must break one of your fingers to access the trip wire in the front door. That is the only possible way for you to enter."

Damon gritted his teeth and sighed.

"All right…" Damon moved to the location.

It was a very small window, and it was unlocked. Isabelle's puppy uses this window to do its daily activities whenever required. Andrew had forgotten to lock this window.

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Damon opened the Window by pulling it toward him. He put his left hand inside and tried to feel the trip wire but could not.

He removed his left hand. He took a deep breath and broke his thumb. Pain assaulted him, but he did not even let a sound of pain come from him. He has done this many times, and the pain he felt has been reduced to a crisp of what he usually felt the very first time.

No one forgets their first in anything.

He moved his hands back through the window to the right.

He stretched his hands more and could feel the trip wire with his thumb. His left hand was close to breaking if he pushed through more.

Damon lifted the trap, and the SWAT in front of him could see the trip wire disappearing from his eyesight.

Damon pulled his hand out and reattached the broken thumb bone back. It will take a day or two to heal fully, but he can use his thumb correctly again.

Damon entered the house along with 7 SWATs.

The SWATs covered the living room, the dining room, and the doghouse as well.

The puppy in the house woke up, but before it could make a sound, it was killed by one of the SWATs as he plunged his knife into its skull.

Damon knew that Andrew, Emma, and Isabelle were in the Main Bedroom at the end.

They moved slowly but stopped as they heard a door open.

Damon was in the eyesight of whoever opened the door to the left.

"Damon, Uncle?" a girlish voice sounded, which relaxed Damon.

"Morning, sweetie…"

Damon walked toward her and bent down as they were now face to face.

"Uncle, what are you doing here?" she asked, confused.

"Oh… I and a few more of your father's friends are here to surprise him… did you forget? It's your father's birthday today…"

Isabelle's eyes lit up as she remembered it was her father's birthday today.

She was about to squeal aloud in happiness, but Damon stopped her by placing his hands on her mouth.

"I made daddy a drawing… I will bring it… can you wait here, please?" Damon hesitated to hear her. He did not want to wake them up. He knew Isabelle was sleeping with her father and mother; for a moment, they realized she was not with her. It is another moment their silent mission will blast into the world.

"We have brought cake, and we will give the present at that time, but now we have to go to your father…"

Isabelle nodded cutely.

"Okay, now stay behind me… we will scare your father and then surprise him… We even brought dummy guns…"

Damon began moving slowly toward the bedroom, with Isabelle also doing like Damon. She had a teddy bear in her hand, and she used that as a gun.

Damon slowly opened the door to the bedroom. He saw that Emma had already woken up and was in a panic as she saw Isabelle was not there. She heard the door open, only to be fear stricken as she saw Damon and Isabelle right behind him.

She was about to wake Andrew up but stopped as Damon quickly carried Isabelle with his hands and closed her mouth. He held the Gun right at her head.

Isabelle, for a second, became scared but regained her composure as she thought this was her Uncle Damon's plan.

Damon shook his head.

'Why did you have to choose Andrew over me?' Damon thought. Andrew never knew that Damon had been harbouring feelings for Emma until he was told at the Prison when Damon tortured him.

Emma did not know what to do. She could not wake up her husband, and she could not save her child. She knew they were going to die today as she saw Damon's dead eyes. She did not blame her husband for this. She blamed herself. She was the one who suggested staying another day before going to the safe house that her husband talked about yesterday, and now she regretted it.

Tears dropped from her eyes, and she whispered, "Let Emma go… Kill us, not her."

Damon looked at her. Emma couldn't do a thing. No one entered the room other than Damon.

Damon signalled her to get up and follow him. Andrew grunted but stopped as Emma held onto him for a second.

"I will use the restroom and come, dear…"

Andrew let go of his hold on her. Emma followed Damon out.

They were now in the living room, and the door to the Main bedroom could be seen from there.

Isabelle, who had her mouth closed by Uncle Damon, was crying. She cried because her mother was crying. She struggled to get free but could not.

"Let her live, Damon…"

Damon was cold as ice. He asked, "Why?"

Jacob, who was one of the SWAT members, did not understand. Damon said no communication, and here he was, talking with her.

"Because she does…" Damon stopped her. He asked, emphasizing, "Why?!"

Emma realized the question.

"Because I don't love you…" She knew today she was going to die. She knew there was no escape from her fate. Before she could continue, her eyes widened.

Damon pointed the gun at her but quickly moved it in front of Isabelle's face.

*Gunshot*

Isabelle muffled crying stopped as a bullet went through her forehead and came out.

This sound woke Andrew. He threw himself from the bed.

Emma fell to her knees, and Damon looked at her.

He pointed the gun at her and shot.

"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!" Andrew screamed as he saw Emma falling down.

Damon threw Isabelle at the now-dead body of Emma.

Andrew rushed toward them but was knocked out as soon as he entered the living room when he passed by Jacob on his head. He slid down to the ground as the blood of both Emma and Isabelle washed over his face and body.

Damon looked coldly at Andrew and said to the SWATs around him, "Start…" Damon got out of the house.

The SWATs, including Jacob, started to create a scene showing a scene that would be talked by everyone in the world. Husband brutally killed his Wife and Daughter.

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Vader felt more generous.

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