"Tell me, did Marco kill my mom and dad?" Amy asked in a cold voice, stepping down from Dylan's back and keeping the pistol pressed to the bespectacled man's head.
"P-princess... Mr. Marco did that for the good of the fami—"
"Stop stalling! Did he kill my mom and dad?" Amy yelled, cutting off the man in glasses, who had his hands raised.
The man didn't answer but nodded slowly as his reply. Amy then walked in a circle to face the front, so she was now pointing the pistol at his face.
"Give me your smartphone," Amy demanded, holding out her hand.
The man immediately took out his smartphone. Amy opened it and looked at his chat history.
"Please move aside, my husband," Amy said in a chilling voice.
"Yeah, alright," Dylan replied, moving and standing next to Amy, also pointing his pistol.
