Blaine looked down at his blood stained hands clutching one of the knifes that he and his brother had just used to slaughter the innocent boy lying at his feet. He didn't know where the boy came from or what his name was, all he knew was that Cooper had brought him in and wanted him dead. He heard his brother shouting from the room next to him.

"Blaine! The coast is clear, It's time to make our move!" His brother then entered the room and walked over to him with a concern look on his face, "B, We have to go now if we want to get rid of this." He told him as he kicked the young corpses leg with his foot.

When Blaine didn't answer, Cooper then made his way around to the top of the young boy's body and took the arms of the corpse on the floor, "Are you going to help or not?" He said with a playful smile on his face.

"This is wrong." Blaine replied, his voice cracking a bit as he looked at his red hands again. He didn't want to get in the way of Cooper's job, but Cooper had insisted that he learned how to defend himself before things got out of hand again.

Cooper moved closer to Blaine and tilted his head so he could look his little brother in the eye, "Hey, listen to me. After we get rid of him, we can move out of Westerville and into someplace where everything will be better." He said with a sincere smile.

"Promise?" Blaine asked, because even if Cooper had given him the first sincere smile in ten years, he knew his brother as notoriously known for being a lair and a cheat.

Cooper raised his right hand up, "I promise! Now lets get this boy out of here before he starts to smell." The two brothers took the boys arms and legs and started to maneuver him out of the room.