The world didn’t stop when Clara excused herself to use the bathroom. It also didn’t stop when Emily followed behind her. Instead, the Morales were fixed on their conversation.

“Why?” Clara asked, her rage muffled in her voice.

“What are you talking about?”

“I asked you a simple question!” Her face turned red. “You had the chance, the advantage… all you had to do was…” her voice lowered, “kill him. Instead, you shot his legs. Why?”

Emily giggled softly. ...