The moment the sharp blade cut through his neck, massive amounts of blood gushed out. The next second, Trent's body fell to the ground with a loud thud.

There seemed to be a serene smile on his face as if he was finally free.

"Dad?" Kate was bewildered as she stood frozen in place. For a moment, she was unable to react.

Trent's blood just so happened to splatter onto her face. And her already maniacal expression became even more deranged, like a demon's.

"Mr. Hector!"

"Trent!"

The Harmons screamed, filled with a mix of grief and anger. They were Trent's close confidants and shared his glory and downfall with him.

With Trent's death, they knew the Harmons would never be able to recover from this.

"He's dead … The criminal is dead!" After a momentary daze, Kate was relieved.

She began to scream frantically, "Dustin! Did you see that? My dad is dead!

"The mastermind had paid for the crime with his life! Please, put this matter to rest now."

While she was slightly sad