Gabriela Dawson's POV
"What? How?" I asked, shocked.
Antonio explained. "It must have happened when Naia was with you guys. Mr. Samual was drunk and when Naia wasn't home, he started getting real angry. Pulled out a gun and was going to shoot the kids. Shot Mrs. Samual instead. The kids say that she jumped in front of them. Realizing what he had done, the guys shot himself. It was the neighbour who called 911. When police got there, the two were already dead. The kids were scared half to death but had no signs of trauma."
I let the information sink in for a moment. Dead. They were dead.
"Where are the kids going now?" I asked Antonio.
"Thw two boys are going to a foster home up north a little bit. Ellie, I think that's the girl's name, is staying with a different foster family in North Utica." Antonio told me.
"What about Naia?" I asked.
"There's currently a shortage on foster families right now. She'll be in the hospital for a little stretch so they're hoping by time she get's out, there'll be one." Antonio replied.
I remembered fostering Louie. How heartbroken Matt and I were when Louie went back to his dad.
"Well, I have to pick up Diego. I'll see you soon." Antonio said as he stood up.
"Yeah okay, tell Diego I said hi." I said and gave my brother a hug.
"Try to stay out of trouble." Antonio said as he left.
"I'll try." I whispered to myself as I went to join Brett and Stella.