The body of Rick's son was not sent directly to the morgue, but was instead delivered in a body bag to the Casia Family estate.
They had no such customs, nor did they intend to solve this problem through the police.
From the time they received the news to the moment the body was transported back, it was just over twenty minutes, and he seemed to age several years in an instant.
He slowly walked to the side of the body bag, hesitated for a moment, and unzipped it.
As the body bag was opened, a shattered human face appeared in front of him.
Looking at the face full of bullet holes, Rick felt a wave of intense anger, and also some nausea.
He had seen many dead bodies, whether killed by others or by himself, so many that he couldn't count.
But never before did he feel this urge to vomit, until he saw his own son's body.
