chapter sixty five

HERMAN

The room was filled with stunned silence as both of them expected me to scream, cough out blood or just simply show signs of pain and death. Instead, I smiled. That seemed to shock them both back to our current reality.

"I'm glad you've gotten that off your chest," I commented, calmly.

"What the hell Ricardo?!" My sister exclaimed shoving him. He dropped the gun looking like he'd just seen a ghost and I laughed.

"What? Did you really think killing me would be that easy?" I raised an eyebrow at him. "You should ask your sister. She doesn't call me Diablo for nothing." I lifted my hand and started checking my nails.

"This....how....this is impossible. How are you not dead?!" He sounded frustrated.

"Are you seriously asking that?! You almost murdered my brother in cold blood! In my fucking house!" She hit him on the arm. The sight made me smile. Grace hardly got moved so seeing her get angry over losing me was a heart warming sight.

"Grace it's okay," I said, getting up to stop he