She calls them from the living room; Carlos gets a warning

“Mom? Dad?” Lisa’s voice came all the way from the living room. ”Did something happened?”

Hearing his daughter’s voice seemed to snap Carlos out of his sexual frenzy, seeing as he immediately let go of Susan with his eyes widened. Susan stuffed her tits inside her dress again.

“In a minute, honey!” She yelled, hoping that Lisa wouldn’t come to the bedroom.

Carlos watched Susan trying to become more presentable and then, all of a sudden, he began to laugh. Susan smiled at him as she made her way out of the room.

“Tonight.” She whispered before she disappeared behind the door.

It was a couple of minutes before Carlos remembered the slip of paper he had stuffed inside his pocket. Curious as to its content, he fished it out and started reading it, an uncontrollable fury possessing his body at each word of that messy caligraphy.

       *”Detective Rivera, we know you are looking for us. We’re sure you’re a smart man, so we’re only going to give you one warning. Stop immediately or we’ll be **** to look at ways of making you do as we say. You have quite a lovely wife and a pretty little daughter, we’d hate to be **** to do something to one of them, or both.”*

Carlos ripped the paper in a fit of rage, throwing the pieces at the garbage can under the wooden desk. ”No measly little criminal get to threaten me or my family,” He vowed. ”You just gave me one hell of a reason to catch you, you piece of scum!”