"In five counts, you'll meet everyone you've killed, including Ivanka's mother. One... Two... Th--."
"Okay, stop! Enough, okay!" Bo raised both hands and shouted at Andrew. "I'll follow and listen to everything you say; you don't need to turn the tables. Remember, you're in my house, and I can move a lot of my men to beat you up.""You still want to threaten me, you brave old man. No wonder you got your position as the police chief." Andrew then lowered the gun that was held against Bo's right temple. "Sit down." Andrew whistled at Bo's bodyguard, who stood beside him. He then pointed his hand towards the door, giving a signal for the young man with gray eyes to follow Marcel, who had already left.Bo remained still like a statue; he didn't even say anything to the bodyguard who approached him. Bo looked exactly like an old man experiencing nerve trouble and unable to move.Andrew raised both eyebrows and patted Bo's shoulder. "You don't needAn elderly, stout man approached Andrew. He was a taxi driver who had been observing Andrew sitting on a bench in front of the airport since late afternoon."Hey, sir, where are you headed? It's getting late, you've been sitting here for over eight hours. You haven't eaten or drunk anything," he said with a friendly tone.Andrew raised his head and looked at the green-eyed old man cynically. "It's none of your business, old man. I want to sit here until morning, and it doesn't concern you. Go find other passengers and don't bother me."Andrew's hands remained busy with his phone, persistently trying to call his beloved, Ivanka, even though all his calls were declined."Well, I apologize if I've been bothering you. I just wanted to help. The last time there was a depressed man continuously sitting alone in this airport for a few days, it ended tragically. He overdosed, and I don't want the same to happen to you, Young Man."The old man then started to move away. The words he left unint
Alberto had already downed five glasses of beer, but he hadn't yet mentioned the death of his son. To be honest, Andrew wasn't too concerned about that, especially since he already knew the story from the visions he had.However, Alberto's pent-up sorrow made Andrew stop his hand as he reached for another gulp of beer."We came to listen to your grief, not just watch you chug down all this beer. Weren't you supposed to be in the process of cleansing yourself from toxic things?" Andrew asked.Alberto looked at him, tears welling up in his eyes, and he sobbed while hiding his face behind his folded hands on the table."He... He died because of me! Bruno died because of my selfishness and not caring about him!" Alberto shouted, causing one of the patrons sitting nearby to raise an eyebrow at Andrew."Hey, calm down..." Andrew patted Alberto's shoulder, making the older man sit upright and face him."Yes, you're right. I find it hard to calm down when it comes to Bruno. I've been punishin
The condition of the bar, which was increasingly crowded and filled with screams from several sad visitors, made Andrew quite depressed. His body was tired, he wanted to sleep immediately."Damn, how can I go home if Alberto has already joined the old men there. I want to sleep, should I just drag him away from this bar?” Andrew muttered.In the middle of his question, a middle-aged man appeared who had been watching him. A middle-aged man who was sitting not far from Andrew's position."Are you waiting for Alberto?" asked the middle-aged man."Yes. How do you know?" Andrew asked back with a confused face."I'm his old friend, I happened to be sitting near you all this time and saw how sadness still enveloped the old man. If you want to go home, please. Alberto, you don't need to wait, I'll be the one to take him later. Coincidentally, I was with my friend, our houses were in the same direction. I won't let him drive if he's drunk. He will stay at my house."Andrew did a quick check a
The rumble in the sky and the sudden drizzle forced Andrew and Adelline to run a bit. Fortunately, Adelline's house was already in sight, ensuring they wouldn't get soaked if the rain poured down on the city.And indeed, just as their feet entered Adelline's yard, the rain came down heavily as if poured from an enormous bucket. "Wow, perfect timing, right when we're in front of your house," remarked Andrew."Yeah, it looks like you might have to stay overnight here. Where else would you go in such a heavy rain? At least, a cup of warm tea will calm you down. What do you say?" Adelline looked at Andrew with hopeful eyes, eager for him to accept her offer.Andrew took a deep breath, lifted both shoulders, and said, "I don't have a choice.""Come in!" Adelline cheerfully opened the door, and the two adults entered the gray-colored minimalist house.Andrew's eyes were immediately greeted by Adelline's family photos, and he was surprised to see the old man standing next to Adelline, the sa
'I don't want her to leave. Please, help me, stop her, do anything to prevent her from going with that man. Or, just kill that man if it's possible!'"Hey, sorry for making you wait."Adelline's arrival made Andrew quickly close his phone and put it in his pants pocket. His heart was pounding fast because he had just sent a message signaling to kill the man who approached Ivanka.Although he had killed people many times, for Andrew, this was the first time he had given an order to Roger to take someone's life. Until now, the killings had occurred because he was busy protecting himself and fighting against evil people.And Andrew felt an extraordinary turmoil. He wondered if his order was right or wrong. He still worried about that."Ah, did you bring the tea? I didn't see you come out of the room. I mean, from the shape of the house and the part to the right of my current position, it seems like the way to the kitchen has to pass through this room. Am I the only one who didn't notice
It's been twenty minutes since his conversation with Roger on the phone, but Andrew still hasn't decided whether to agree to Roger's proposed solution. His mind is still weighing the pros and cons.Moreover, his heart is in turmoil. So much so that he doesn't even notice Adelline chattering about her job as a massage therapist."So, what do you do for a living, Andrew?" Adelline asks with a wide smile, staring at Andrew with eager eyes awaiting his response.However, Andrew's response, frozen like a statue, makes Adelline slightly awkward. She then touches Andrew's arm gently while calling his name, "Andrew?"Andrew startles and turns to Adelline. He nods and says, "I need to make another call to my friend; wait a moment."The answer is already in Andrew's mind; he is ready to finalize the solution for his relationship with Ivanka. He looks at his phone showing Roger's number and name, takes a deep breath, and mutters, "Let's get started."The call connects instantly, and the voice on
Three bowls of hot soup were served on the coffee table. The wall clock indicated 3 a.m. Andrew, Chick, and Adelline looked absorbed in slurping the steaming soup. “No way, I never expected this to be the best soup I've ever had in my life!” Andrew exclaimed, looking at Adelline. "You're amazing! I'm curious about your other recipes." "That's why you came to this city too soon. If you stayed a bit longer, you could have tasted many more of Adelline's dishes. She's amazing, she's my go-to chef," Chick quipped. Andrew redirected his gaze to Adelline, and the young girl shook her head, blushing. "But, from what I see in Adelline, she indeed has the aura of a great entrepreneur. It might sound strange, but I can read someone's character. Maybe it's because I've been in the business world for a long time. However, anyway you look at it, this is Adelline's life. Whatever choice she makes is surely the best for her," Andrew said. "Actually, I doubt that. Let me explain why she doesn't wa
The sound from the television woke Andrew up; he had been sleeping in the spare room not far from Adelline's room. He got up from the bed and peeked through the door. "Adelline... she's not sleeping," Andrew said. He decided to join Adelline, seizing the opportunity to talk to her about the dispute at the dinner table. "You're not sleeping, Adelline?" Andrew stood behind Adelline, spreading a smile despite the lingering drowsiness in his eyes. "I should be asking you, why aren't you sleeping? Is the bed uncomfortable for you?" Andrew moved closer to the sofa, his eyes focused on the empty spot, and asked again, "May I sit next to you?" "Of course, go ahead." Adelline shifted her body to the edge of the sofa, her eyes still fixed on the television, not looking at Andrew. Sadness and disappointment radiated from Adelline's gaze, and Andrew observed it deeply, making Adelline uncomfortable under his constant gaze. "Why?" Adelline asked, "Is there something wrong with me?" "No, I'm