@emmreth liked this starter call
“Didn’t we get everybody?” Murphy asks, confused, head cocking slightly as he looks around the room. Had he just imagined it? He could have sworn he heard something...
“The fuck kinda question is that, Murph? Of course we did.” Connor asks, glancing over at him. He gestures around the room to the several dead bodies laying about. “It fuckin looks like-”
Connor doesn’t even finish getting the statement out before the sound comes again. A faint sob. “It’s comin’ from the closet over there,” Murphy says softly, nodding to the door in the corner of the room. Connor nods, having heard this time as well and the brothers slowly head over, pistols drawn.
After a moment of hesitance, they open the door. Inside, a blonde woman sits in the center of the closet, tied up. The brothers glance at each other, for a moment, unsure of what to do. This has...never happened before. Finally, Connor speaks, “We aren’t gonna hurt ya, lass. Are you okay?” He and Murphy holster their guns and kneel beside her, working on getting her bindings off.