When the other man had left, the one with the gun looked at Vic and Ellen as he said "Now, me and my friends, we're looking for shit we can make some money off of. Nice place like this, we gotta figure that you folks got money. And if you've got money, then there's gotta be some other stuff besides the TV and shit. Stuff like rings and necklaces and other shit like that. So where is it?"

Having gotten his senses back, Vic told the man "Everything we've got like that is all still in a lockbox at the bank. We weren't going to bring it home until we got an alarm system installed. All we've got here is maybe a couple pairs of my cufflinks and a little bit of my wife's jewelry."

The man made a disgusted noise before telling Vic "I sure hope you're just bullshitting me, mister.

'Cause we ain't doing this 'cause we like to, or because we got a whole lot of other choices."

After that, they all waited in silence again, until one of the others came up to the man with the gun and whispered to him.

They family could all hear the anger in his voice when he turned to Vic and asked "You sure you don't want to tell us where the good stuff is?"

"I already told you: it's in a box at the bank. You've probably already got everything that's here."

"Okay, buddy, I guess I'm gonna have to see if I can't change you mind." Addressing all of them the man waved his pistol as he told them "All of you… up, and into the other room."

There was no mistaking the worry on their faces as they did what they were told; the kids followed their father, with Ellen coming last. Once they were in the living room, the man with the gun directed them to stand in the open area in front of where their large-screen TV had once been; the empty space on the wall told them that it had been taken while they were in the dining room.