A storm ahead

Leonardo and Romario stood frozen, struggling to find words, their faces pale with anxiety. Leonardo's gaze darted to the door, seeking an escape route, while Romario's hand gripped his gun tightly in his back pocket.

Just then, Terrone burst in, his hands covered in blood, and Naveen's eyes narrowed in suspicion. Naveen drew his gun, pointing it at Terrone's head, causing Terrone's breathing to hitch in surprise.

Romario swiftly pulled out his gun, aiming at Naveen's forehead, but Terrone intervened, "Put the gun down, Romario." His firm tone conveyed trust in his father's judgment, and Romario hesitated, then tucked his gun away.

Terrone turned to Naveen, his smile convincing, "Put your gun away, officer. I don't like being treated like a criminal." Naveen nodded, holstering his gun, his eyes never leaving the trio. "So, about the bloodstain..." he began, his tone hinting at a looming confrontation.

Terrone held up his blood-covered hands, feigning nonchalance. "As you can see, my p