“I don’t know—he was shot.” Carmen was trembling as they stood there with a dead man on their living room floor. The door opened, and they both looked up. Shane walked into the house with a pistol with a silencer on the gun.

“Are you guys okay?” Shane walked over to the guy on the ground and checked his pulse.

“Is he dead?” Alice whispered.

“He’s dead.”

“What the fuck are you doing here? How did you know where I lived?”

“I followed you home.”

“You followed us home? Why did you follow us home?” Carmen was frantic.

“Who cares if she followed us home?!” Alice shouted. “I’m just happy that we’re not dead!”

“Are you guys okay?”

Carmen nodded. “Yeah I’m fine.”

“I’m okay, I peed a little, but I’m okay.” Alice rested her hand on her chest.

“C’mon, get some clothes on. We have to get out of here.”

“What about him?” Alice looked down at the man on the floor.

“I’ll take care of him later.”

“Why do you have a gun? What are you doing with a gun?” Carmen felt herself getting dizzy.

“I’ll explain everything later, just get some clothes and let’s go.” Carmen and Alice ran off to their bedrooms and got into some clothes. Shane leaned down by the man and checked for identification. She found a wallet in his coat pocket. She flipped it opened and looked at his ID.

“Stephen Doherty.” She stared at his picture and reread his name again. He looked so familiar to her, but she couldn’t think at the time. She looked up when she heard footsteps approaching. She slipped the wallet in her pocket as Carmen and Alice walked back into the living room. “Let’s go.” They walked around the body and walked towards the front door.

“What about him?” Alice looked back at the house.

“I’ll take care of it, but I have to get you guys out of here.” They walked towards Shane’s Range Rover, and they got in. Carmen looked at her house as she sat in the front seat. Shane put the SUV in drive.

“Where are we going?” Alice asked.

“I’m taking you to my place.” Shane pulled away and drove down the street.