Pretending to Be an Untouchable Crime Boss-Chapter 137: Treasure.

His eyes widened and his hand shook as he thought he's going to die. He thought Isabella would be there with a fucking smile on her face but no it was just a little girl and a dog…

He stared down at the dog, but it just… looked at him, didn't bark, didn't do anything, just stared him in the eyes.

And the girl?

Well her eyes were looking up, but not exactly at Ferucci, no she looked at nothing really.

"Hello…?" He said.

"Hi." The girl suddenly moved her head and now looked at Ferucci, but she didn't look scared or terrified, no, she just looked calm… like the dog beside her.

Ferucci didn't understand the situation, because behind him were dead bodies and blood, not even to mention the pool which was now half turned red and the body was floating in it.

He smiled a little because he thought that this girl might be just like him, somebody who doesn't feel much when she sees blood or terrifying things, but shit, he needed to do something, because her attitude could change in a second… not even to mention the dog, which was still just staring at him.

So he slowly aimed his gun at the dog as he made his first steps while looking around but nobody else was nearby, just her, so he made another step and was standing before her, and he noticed the dog vest.

Which said "Service Dog."

Suddenly, his heart rate began to slow down as he realized the situation might not be that fucked after all, and he let out a big sigh as he asked a question.

"Are you blind, little one?"

"Yes." She answered as he looked up again where the voice came from, but also she clearly smelled something as she looked to the ground and exactly stared at a dead body.

"What a great treasure you have." Ferucci said as he stepped to her, petting her head, which made her a little scared but she let him, and the dog too didn't really care.

"Treasure?" She asked back. "Nobody said anything like that before."

He looked back at the bodies then petted her head once more. "Yeah, you will understand it one day, little one… but can you tell me what kind of voices are your heard form inside or do you know who is here? I just clocked in you know…" He said as he reloaded his pistol.

She waited a bit as she heard the metallic klinck of the magazine sideling in the pistol, but she did not said anything, nor did she really understand what it was. "Isabella and my parents." She said. "But I heard other voices like two guys."

"Ohh…" Ferucci said as he realized that this girl is going to be alone… alone forever, but there was no backing down. "You want to cool down your legs?" He asked as there was a little pond beside the pool.

"Yes, if I can…" She said and held out her hand toward Ferucci.

He grabbed her hand and escorted her toward the pond, while he aimed at the door the whole time. "Sit down." He helped her and she put her legs into the pond while the dog just laid in the shadow of the tree.

"Thank you." She said, looking again toward where Ferucci's voice came.

"No problem, little one. Do you want juice from the house?" He asked.

"Yes, please." She said.

"Then I will be back, darling, and don't move beacause you will fall into the water okay?"

She only nodded and Ferucci left her.

As he made his way toward the door, he thought about what she said, two guys, which is the same as what the gate said, two guard inside and the family of Isabella.

He opened the door slowly, aiming his gun inside, but behind the door was a short hallway that led to a storage room, which was clear, and another door. He leaned close to it and heard laughing from inside, and he immediately recognized Isabella's voice.

From his memory, he knew that behind the door was another hallway and to the right was the dining section of the house, but where the guard could be, he had no idea. So he opened the door slowly and peeked up to the left first, where there was a hallway to the stairs, but no one was there. Then he turned to the right, sticking his body to the wall, like a professional would do, and started walking slowly toward the dining area.

He was so silent no one would notice him and didn't, as suddenly one of the guards turned to the hallway, looking up too soon, only seeing the pistol pointed at his head.

He froze down not even saying a word as he stared into the barrel, but his hands immediately started shaking. He held a tray in his hand and glass in it and one of it fell over to the ground.

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Time seemed to slow down as it shattered on the ground, with a big noise that the hallway just echoed through the whole house, and from the dining area suddenly everybody went silent for a second.

"Is everything okay?" Isabella's voice came.

Ferucci gestured with his left hand to say something back and he did.

"...Y-Yes… everything is fine…" He said back, but no answer came of course not because his voice was full of hesitation and fear.

Ferucci immediately pushed the barrel to his forehead.

"Where is the other guy?!" He whispered to him quickly.

"W-With them—"

He pulled the trigger, and the guy immediately fall back as the bullet went through his head, and this time Ferucci didn't wait and dashed out from the wall, toward the dining table, where the other guard was standing on the right, dressed like a fucking butler.

He could see the realization in his eyes as he pointed the pistol and pulled the trigger again, shooting him into the jawline, falling back hitting the wall, then he turned toward Isabella who got up from her seat, reaching for his gun, but Ferucci aimed his to her head.

"Ohh don't be that fast, darling." He smiled as he saw everyone's face struck with fear and shock at what just happened.