Epilogue

He wasn't sure how long he was going to have to wait, but he would wait as long as necessary. He had been trying his hardest to find the Boscorelli family, and to kill them all but it was no use, they were well hidden. He had connections within federal agencies, but there weren't any files on the family, which meant it was either an agent working outside the agency or it was someone outside the government. This of course meant that it wasn't going to be possible to find them anytime soon, he would have to wait until someone slipped up or the family opted to return to their family and friends back in New York or even just to contact them.

As it stood there was no way he was going to be able to take care of this as soon as he wanted it taken care of, but it didn't mean he wasn't going to continue planning things out. Maybe he could make her death more painful and worse off than it was going to be before this all happened. This could turn out to be a really good thing in the end.


She had a new name, she didn't even want to think about her old one. There were people protecting her and her family. She had a hand on her stomach where the new baby was growing. She was still worried about her husband, but she knew he would fight through everything and get himself back into the shape he was before the explosion and before this whole thing had started. All she could think about was that this would never end, and they would never get their old lives back. She hated that they had lost everyone that mattered, and for what? She sighed as she turned towards the picture of her family, only her husband and their daughter were in that photo with her, since they weren't allowed anything from their previous life. Things were going to be tough and interesting for a while, and she hoped that in the end this was the right decision and that she and the family would be safe, because there was a killer out there and she had a feeling he would never ever stop looking.