"Pack what you want, I have already arranged an escort to the capital." The night was calm, and the two left in the morning, before anyone awoke. They arrived at the capital late the next day, when the sun fell slowly over the horizon. A beautiful orange sunset greeted them to the city. They walked through the town towards their new home, which the escort had also arranged for them. The two kept their heads down, walking swiftly toward their destination, not wanting to be noticed. Yet, the civilians of the capital eyed them strangely. When they arrived at the new cobblestone house, Juan Tomas swung the door opened, not looking back. The house was the same size as their grass hut, but it had an actual bed and a real light bulb. Juan Tomas sat down on the bed, "I have made it out of that awful town!" He shouted. Suddenly the door was crushed to the ground. A white man in a official suit ran into the house: an official. "Put your hands behind your head! The men you hired to kill your brother have been caught and confessed everything." Juan Tomas reached for his knife, pulled it out of the pocket, and flung it at the man, all in one, smooth motion. The man reached for his rifle, but it was too late. The man lifeless body dropped to the ground. Apolonia screamed as the corpse fell onto her feet. Juan Tomas acted quickly, kicking the body under the bed, grabbing his wife by her hand, and running out
"Pack what you want, I have already arranged an escort to the capital." The night was calm, and the two left in the morning, before anyone awoke. They arrived at the capital late the next day, when the sun fell slowly over the horizon. A beautiful orange sunset greeted them to the city. They walked through the town towards their new home, which the escort had also arranged for them. The two kept their heads down, walking swiftly toward their destination, not wanting to be noticed. Yet, the civilians of the capital eyed them strangely. When they arrived at the new cobblestone house, Juan Tomas swung the door opened, not looking back. The house was the same size as their grass hut, but it had an actual bed and a real light bulb. Juan Tomas sat down on the bed, "I have made it out of that awful town!" He shouted. Suddenly the door was crushed to the ground. A white man in a official suit ran into the house: an official. "Put your hands behind your head! The men you hired to kill your brother have been caught and confessed everything." Juan Tomas reached for his knife, pulled it out of the pocket, and flung it at the man, all in one, smooth motion. The man reached for his rifle, but it was too late. The man lifeless body dropped to the ground. Apolonia screamed as the corpse fell onto her feet. Juan Tomas acted quickly, kicking the body under the bed, grabbing his wife by her hand, and running out