Ross Sr.
"Look, Barney." Ross Sr. Said. "This has to be done. We need the money. Get rid of the Bigwig's kids, get some money, and we can keep running."
"But- killsing innocent childs-" Barney stuttered.
"Look. After this happens, we'll make sure we forget about. I'll make sure."
"Hows?"
"It-it , Gods forbids, I dids it." Barney said, crying.
"Good." Ross Sr. said. "Now stay still." He put a needle into Barney's arm and injected the fluid. Then, he did the same to himself.
"Now, tomorrow we'll wake up with no memory of this ever happening." Ross Sr. said. "Now, have a good night."
As Barney left the room, Ross Sr. muttered beneath his breath. "And when forensics finally figures it all out, all evidence will point to you."
Outside the window, Ross ran off, trying to make sense of what he had just heard.
