We had our first stop at Logan's desert mansion and took some good guns and some other firearms with us. 
     "We are going to his house" I said to Russ once we drove out of the desert. 
    "Is that a good idea? Shouldn't we like hit his business or something or a warehouse? Besides, security would be tight at his house… he will he expe—" 
     "No. He won't be expecting me, and he will be hiding at his house cringed up with fear because his supernatural warrior is dead. And we will just send the perfect message…" I opened a small bag.
     "What are those?" Russ asked, staring at the small devices. 
     "Explosives. Small but mighty…" 
     "How are you going to set them off? "
    I pressed a button on my watch and it's beep connected the explosives. 
    "Oh wow" 
    "We set it all around his house, after he's dead" 
    "Ay ay cap…" 
    "Russ?" 
    "Yes?" 
    I held his hand. "It's not too late to turn back, you don't have to do this. You haven't even been in a gunfight or killed before…" 
    "There's always a First…" he said smiling. His confidence was strong, but I wasn't feeling so good about it. "And talking about gunfight, I literally got shot three days ago…"
    "Okay, okay. That was a first…" I said smiling. I looked back at the passengers seat. 
    "There's a body armour, you can take it." 
    "No, thanks. Now let's go kill some bad guys, shall we?!" 
    We looked at each other and shared a smile. 
****
     We arrived at his mansion and bypassed the several security measures, and in no time, with less to much struggling we saw ourselves inside the Mansion, and the quietness only felt strange and nothing pure.
     "Are you sure there's anyone living in here?" Russ whispered, guarding his life with the gun in his hand's tight grasp, and I was confident enough that he wouldn't hesitate to gun down any man. 
    "Shhh…he can't be anywhere else" 
     "How are you so su—" 
    We heard a footstep and hid at the two pillars at each of our sides. Russ loomed at me, and fear was written all over his face. 
    We had set the explosives all around the exterior of the mansion and would halt with the last few ones on my carriage. 
    "Hey, just stay at my back, okay? I just have a few explosives left, once we are done sticking these, we find him and get the hell out of here. I'm already getting sick of here" 
    "Ay ay cap…" he replied with a steady voice, being careful with his hands and hands around his gun and my main objective was looking out for him. 
    "Come on let's go. Let's trace that footstep and see where it came from." I said to him, coming out of the shadows at once. An agreeing nod from him followed, with his two feets strongly sticked to the ground and in motion. 
    "Stay closely behind me" I was making sure I would be the one to get hurt first, if at all. 
    "I'm not a kid. How many times are you going to say that?" He said shaking his head. 
   I ignored his remark and maintained focus at the mission. 
   After some steps away from the pillars, the hallway was still a large and long one. 
   The multi colored lights at the side of the walls drew to the tiled floor, almost like glass, and the antics and figures rolled up with us. 
    A mild classical music emitted from the sound systems on the ceilings and we matched with our shadows backing us.
    "Wait…" Russ lost his stance at our path and opened a door. "It's a kid's room, Camila!" He said with his eyes widened which some instances of fear. 
    "And so? Do you know how many families this man has killed?" 
    "No, I'm not going to take a part in this. I'm not going to murder children. Who knows how many they are in this mansion?" 
    "It's summer, there would be quite a handful of them…" 
    "Jesus Christ Camila! You knew that children would be here and you want to blow it up! What has gotten into you!" 
    "Don't fucking raise you voice at me, pal…" I tried to suppress my voice, talking as it was, was so much risk already.
    "I knew it wasn't a good idea for you to come" 
    "Be grateful that I'm even here. I'm going to save you from a lifetime of hell and torture! We are not blowing this place up, Camila. Find your man and get rid of him, not the kids" 
     "Fuck man, leave it alone" 
     "Maybe you should leave me alone now" 
    "Damn it!" I said through clenched teeth, leaving him to go forward.
    I had gone a few steps and saw another hallway connecting to a general room chamber when I heard screams. They were mixed, like an adults and kids. 
      "Oh no no no! Russ!" I fell back, but before I could reach, I heard multiple gunshots, and Russ staggered from the room to the hallway. 
    Time stopped, like I controlled it, I lost myself , like I didn't need it, my heart beat stopped for a moment, like it was failing me and my eyes widened at the sight of Russ being shot at the leg and body by a pregnant woman. 
    "Russ!" I yelled after him, and went cold on my two feets when he looked at me with a smile, shaking his head, and just about then, he had a gunshot right at his forehead and he fell dead at once. 
    I heard another cock behind me, and turned… it was Pablo Don Pablo, with the gun pointed at me. 
    My heart beat against my ribcage, heaving up my chest as Russ sudden death hit me with fear and more pain than I had just felt. 
    I took the gun away from him in an instant and brought out two sharp daggers from my side sheets and engraved them into his body!
    "Arrggghhhh!" He shrieked, and I designed his body with the daggers
     "Die!!!" I yelled as I brought him pain, slashing from his face to his neck and down to his body. 
    His blood splashed on my face and some dropped on my lips. The more I tasted it, the stronger the urge to waste him, and the more blood I desire to taste, but his body just fell on the ground before I could completely avert all my anger and pain on him. 
    I felt tears roll down my cheeks uncontrollably as I turned to Russ's body. I staggered to him and the woman held the gun steadily with her shaking hands, and her sobbing heart. She was totally out of it. 
    "You killed my friend…" I muttered, sobbing, trying to let it all in. She clicked on the trigger but the bullets had finished. 
    "And you want to kill me too…" 
    She threw away her gun and staggered to her knees crying. "Please, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to Shoot, I - I didn't mean to —" she stammered. 
    "You killed him!" I rushed at her and hit her on the face, bruising her face with my fist. I raised the dagger up. 
    "Please, please I didn't mean to kill the man—"
    "The man? …." Tears were clouding my sight, and my mouth was filled with tears waiting to burst out.
    "He's my friend!" I hit my hand on the ground beside her. The pain was unbearable and I was beginning to shiver.
    If anyone was going to die, it shouldn't had to be Russ. "Not Russ. Not Russ. Oh my God what I have done?" 
    "I swear I didn't mean to shoot him, he came in to the room with a big gun, I was afraid, I was only protecting my little kids—" 
    "Mummy!" Her kids were out crying, and my soul desired nothing other than killing them all but when they came out, I saw that they were triplets, and my heart rather melted, but damn it! I had to surpress the feeling!
     "Why should I give a fuck about your children!?" 
     "Please, their father is dead. I'm all they have now, please spare my life" she cried. 
      "Don't worry, they are going to heaven with you"
     "No! No! …" She cried out loud. "Please spare our life… please, I'm pregnant. Don't kill me, please I beg you " 
     "I told him to leave it alone, I fucking told him!" I left her alone and staggered up. "I'm sorry, Russ" 
     I went to the car and clicked on the watch. The little button to set it off appeared, but I struggled with my spirit, I struggled with everything and the faces of those kids flashed on my face. 
     "Press the fucking button, Camila! …" I yelled at myself, hitting my head on the steering wheel. 
     "You're a killer, Camila. You're a killer and you don't feel a shit! Press the fucking button!" I yelled at myself again, it was like I was sharing my body with demons, my devil and more demons. 
    "No!" I yelled, and started the car at once, disengaging my wristwatch and shredding it into pieces. I threw it away on my way out. 
     "Someone has to pay for this…"