“Who used my old phone” I shouted in the house, so loud that all my family member could hear me. They all assembled in the kitchen, none of them seemed to know who used it. We all took a seat and waited until someone admit the mistake.

As I see that no one admit their action, I’m irritated, “no want to declare their mistake huh, well, then I’ll teach you all a lesson” I yelled to their face. I roses from my seat and bellowed, I land a punch on my wife’s face, my kids were terrified by what I have done.

“You two now know what fear is? Don’t worry it’ll be you two next!” I informed to my two children who was about to run.

“Dad, I swear it isn’t us who had used your old phone” my son claims to prevent me to continue my rampage. My wife and daughter agreed with him and begged me for mercy.

“Then who could it be! It must be one of you” I disagree with my son, I don’t trust the words from someone who could be the one who did it.

I eventually calms down, I checked inside the phone of my family to find some clues, but it was in futile. I saw a strange app on my wife’s phone called assassin recruit, before I could query my wife, an anonymous appeared in my sight for a moment.

“Who are you! Reveal yourself!” I screamed to the dark corner of my house. The figure slowly came out of the corner and revealed a gun under his cloak.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m an assassin ordered to kill you” the assassin said, “it seems like you abuse your family, this assassination will be one for justice then” the assassin said to himself.

“Farewell, stranger, also your phone will be mine after this” he said while he shots his bullet into my face, all I can see before death was my blood forming a pool of blood.