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unconscious.
    Lucinda watched as the brothers struggled with each other. She couldn’t believe how the day had unfolded. She was a hostage in her house and, potentially, they all may end up dying today.
    Octa punched Juan to a pulp and stood up. He came hurrying toward her and tried to unlock her chains.
    “Where are the keys? Did you see where he put the keys?” Octa asked rapidly, urgently.
    “No . . . but . . . the safe! He has all the cash . . . he put it in a suitcase and took it out.” Lucinda looked toward the empty safe as she uttered these words.
    Neither of them noticed Juan moving on the floor until he got up and retrieved his pistol from where Octa had kicked it. He pointed the gun at Octa and Lucinda. Octa turned to face him, blocking Lucinda from his sight.
    “You’d be more careful about saving this bitch if only . . . you knew more,” Juan said, pointing the pistol straight at his brother’s forehead.
    “Juan! This is between you and me! Keep Lucy out of it!” Octa yelled at him. He was scared, but he knew his little brother wouldn’t hurt him, or so he assumed.
    “Okay, let’s do that. Let’s keep your lying and cheating slut of a wife out of this. Let’s talk man to man,” Juan sneered at his older brother.
    “You’re not going to get away with this. You know you’re not going to get away with this.” He took a step closer to Juan and Juan just stood there, with a look on his face that revealed his determination.
    “And who is going to stop me? You? Or your chained wife?” Juan threatened him. He hadn’t planned it this far. Octa was supposed to come home later and find his wife bound to a chair and his safe empty, but things hadn’t unfolded in his favor.
    “You don’t have to do this, Juan . . .” Octa felt a moment of confusion. His reckless brother was holding a pistol pointed at him, and he couldn’t figure out how to convince him to stop this madness.
    “Oh . . . but I do.” Juan moved sideways so he could make his way out of the room. He lit a cigarette. Octa noticed the 999 brand on his cigarette.
    “It’s you,” Octa said. “You’re that mafioso who hired the hitmen after me. How can you do this?”
    “Octa, this is not the only thing I did. I killed our mother and imprisoned our father for the past years. I beat him to death too. I’m afraid that was pretending to miss him when I first walked into your house.”
    “Where is he?”
    “He’s dead. I wanted him to attempt to kill you so you could have felt what I feel. I wanted you to feel that you can’t trust your family. I wanted to make him suffer and see how you have learned not to trust him after that ten years incident.”
    “What have they done to you?”
    “Our father hates me. He used to beat me and lock me in that stupid secret room for no reason.”
    “Pa…would not have done this to you.”
    “You weren’t here, Octa. He usually took you to his friends’ house.”
    “I will kill you, Juan.”
    “Shut your mouth, bro. I didn’t mean to put you in this situation. I just want to save my family.”
    As Juan walked, his foot tangled in the cord of a toppled lamp, and he lost his balance. Just then, Octa leaped at him and tried to disarm him when the sound of a gunshot rang out. Juan suddenly pulled back to see Octa, holding on to his bleeding chest and looking at him as if he couldn’t believe his eyes.
    Juan could barely think, I shot him, I shot my brother . He knew he had gone too far.
    Lucinda shrieked and cried out for Octa, who fell to the ground near her feet. She started screaming uncontrollably, which shook Juan out of his thoughts.
    Aaron’s face popped up in Juan’s mind and suddenly, he sprang back to reality.
    He picked up the same piece of cloth, which was now drenched in his brother’s blood, and was jamming it back into her mouth, when he realized he couldn’t spare her either. His brother’s body lay next to his feet. He was still breathing.
    She’s an eyewitness. He