Dominic watched the flames from afar. He was overwhelmed with shock and couldn't utter a word for a long time.
The bodies were burned, but what about the plan he had prepared? If Matthew didn't make Dominic clean up, what excuse did Dominic have to start something?
Leo and Lucien also stared in shock at the distant flames. The car became quiet all of a sudden. Dumfounded, the trio blankly gazed at the fire in the distance.
Matthew got into the car. "Alright. Give me a ride home."
Dominic snapped back to reality and said with frustration, "You're going to get us into trouble with that fire. What if it spreads and burns down someone's house?"
Matthew wasn't sure why Dominic was so concerned. "That place is a standalone house. The fire won't spread anywhere else."
Dominic wanted to say something about it but was at a loss for words.
With the plan having fallen apart, Dominic had the illusion that he was a contestant in a boxing match. When the referee shouted "Go!", he threw a punch right away, only to slip and fall flat on his face.
The opponent hadn't even lifted a finger, and he had already been defeated.
Matthew glanced at his phone to check the time. Realizing it was already midnight, he figured Lorraine had likely been asleep for two hours, whereas Stanley and Lillian were probably still awake.
Ever since Matthew got out of prison, Stanley and Lillian always kept the light on when they waited for him to come home. As soon as his footsteps reached the door, they would open the door first before he could even pull out his key.
Matthew was in a rush to get home because he didn't want Stanley and Lillian to wait too long. He pressed, "Come on. Drive already. I need to hurry back home."
Dominic came back to his senses and started the car engine. He hit the gas and drove off, taking a turn before heading toward Silverbrook Village.
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