I gently pushed aside the curtain veiling the glass window of my room near my bed. I looked outside the window where I can vividly see the picturesque view of the sea. I can also sight the view of the ship sailing from a not-so-far-away distance.
The view was so breathing taking and I can’t keep my gaze away from it. Natural beauty. White sands. Blue sea. Cloudy sky. What more can I say?I heaved a sigh countless times and plastered a wide smile on my lips reaching the depths of my heart.Yet it all vanished when I remembered that text last night. In just a snap, the lightness and tranquillity I felt inside my bosom faded away.My mind was bombarded by the question continuously running in my mind. What file did that sender mean? And who on earth is he?I mellow scratched the itchiness I felt on my arm and it leaves a red mark. I let out a sigh and turned around to take a shower.Perhaps, it was just a prank or a wrong-sent message. It’s nothing.I tried my hardest to forget and get rid of that matter in my mind as I let my body get wet by the coldness of the water that the shower releases.Queenie, stop overthinking, I screamed inside my head.I hate how I want answers to everything. But I know that I can have those answers I yearn to know in every query that I have in my pocket.I washed my face using my bare palms. The coldness of the water couldn’t remove the mixed emotion that was clouding my system.I’ve never been this lonely before when they’re not gone. Even though I made friends, still the best couldn’t replace them. They’re my family. I always dream and dream of that day, and I can’t let go, I can’t move on.Am I fine? I’d like to say yes but I’m tired of lying. I can no longer say I am just fine when in fact, deep inside, I am perfectly not.They left me with the things that were stopping me from moving forward—leaving me here alone, stagnant.I got myself dressed up after taking a quick bath. I’ll head to the room where the location of Matthew’s phone was found.Secrets. I tried to get rid of that word floating in my mind. Was that certain secret the reason that made them take their last breath which perfectly left me all alone? I’m afraid but I believed it was.I shut the door when I got out of the room, wearing a flowery blue dress and a flip-top while my sling bag was on my shoulder.Room 407. I wonder who’s the person staying in that room and how come Matthew’s phone is on his hands?Geez, am I putting myself in danger here? But I need to...As soon as I reached the room, I continuously knock on the door without hesitation. Yet I got no response.There’s no one inside? My brows creased and I just decided to leave. I looked at the location on my phone once again. It is pointed out here. I turned around and roamed my eyes in every corner of the area.I better get going. I sense something wrong here.I was about to take a step when someone suddenly grabbed me and covered my mouth using its gloved hands. And I’m now inside the room.Shock. The only things that I feel for seconds before fear crept inside me. Everything happened in a flash and was as fast as the pounding beat of my heart.“Give me the file.” A warm breath touched the back of my ear. That sound gave me goosebumps.I tried to shout but how am I supposed to? He clasped my mouth. I need to fight or I’m gonna die. I tried to get out of his grasp but he just tightened his grip on me. The pain was crushing me.He once again told me to give him a certain thing that even I don’t know.My goodness. How can I even mutter a single word when my mouth was tightly covered? It made me even more furious.How dumb! I want to say those words right through his face.Using my foot, I hardly kicked his knee, giving a force enough that was enough for him to release me. I pushed him strength which made him stumbled on the ground. But he quickly got up, grabbing my arms before I could run through the door.“The file you’re talking about is not with me! Are you dumb? I don’t even know anything, let go of me!” I screamed with exasperation and fear. I’m shaking and I can’t help it.I don’t know this guy.I squealed in pain when he sternly gripped my arm. I loudly cried for help but I know that won’t do anything. No one could hear me.“Give me the file or I’ll kill you,” he firmly stated.That made me stop for a second. He’ll kill me. But I know he got surprised when I suddenly laughed. He was about to say a word when I turned and faced him with a curve on my lips.“I won’t beg for my life and cry, idiot!” I mumbled and kicked his groin without a second thought. A rush of pain exploded on his face.I quickly got out of that place and ran downstairs heading to the third floor where I can find my room. I caught my breath as I weakly sat on the floor when I got inside.My blood and breath suddenly left my body when I saw the man sitting on my bed. He’s right there, waiting for me—for my demise.“You...” I whispered. My world stopped in front of me.I didn’t notice my door being opened by the man earlier and forcefully lift me up on my seat.“Do you think that I won’t know that you’re following me, Ms. Lauran?” Jackson firmly stated in front of me.He got up from his seat. He raised his hand and showed me the tracker I put on him before.“I’m gonna be dumb if I didn’t know about this. You don’t know me,” he mumbled and smirked which made me creep in fear.My body stiffened due to the grudge I felt inside me. I want him to die right now. I want to kill him.“How dare you, you piece of a scoundrel! Why did you kill my friends? Just what the fuck is your reason for killing them!” I shouted filled with hatred and hostility. If only words were bullets, I would be pleased that he die now.My face and ears heated up due to the angriness I feel. A lump was formed inside me. Blurring my vision with tears that any minute from now will fall, shatter me with my weakness.“What are you talking about? Are you accusing me, Ms. Lauran?” he said in a mocking tone, which made my blood boil in excessive wrath.“Don’t make yourself clean because I know you’re the one who killed them. And I am willing to kill you just like what you did to them!” I explained exasperatedly. I struggled to free myself from the guy that was holding me.“She won’t speak, Jack. It seems she didn’t know,” the man from behind stated.“Don’t deceive of how good she acts, Lem. She knows it. Kaira gave her the file or rather the flash drive. “ He then seriously stared at me and smiled as if he was enjoying what was happening. I badly want to remove that hateful smile on his face.Flash drive. The flash drive that Kaira gave me will be obtained by the court for tomorrow’s trial before she died. I can’t remember any more about where I put that file.“Why can’t you speak, Ms. Lauran? Now you know what I am talking about. Good, then give that to us. You can’t do anything. If you can’t give it, still we could have it from you. I know how to play your game.” He walked near my traveling bag and opened it. He lift it up until everything that was inside my bag scattered on the carpet. He kicked all of it one by one until he didn’t find any trace of the flash drive.“Where is it, Ms. Lauran? Don’t make me mad, you won’t like it. I won’t spare anyone’s life,” he spat out and gave me a sharp look.I can’t breathe for seconds. I don’t know what to do. If only I could escape here.He then drew near me, stealing my breath away with every step he took, sending me fear that greq larger and larger.He stopped from his track when he got a few steps close to me. I can’t keep my eyes away from him. I want to kill him with my stares.He suddenly grabbed my sling bag from my shoulder which made its sling cut, giving me pain from what he did. It felt like my shoulder got fractured because of what he did.He looked for the drive inside but failed to do so.“Tell me about where the fuck you hide that flash drive!” he shouted and his voice echoed in every corner of the room that made me startled.I couldn’t find a word to say. If I talk, I’ll be shattered into a million pieces. But I won’t let him see the fear raging inside me that he had caused. I won’t let him.I let out a deep breath. If it's his game, I’ll play it cool. “I’ll give it to you, but your comrades should let go of me first,” I acted up with a bluff seriousness on my face.“Let her go, Lem,” he ordered to the man who was tightly holding me.I roamed my eyes around. I don’t have any choice. I know that they will kill me whether I hand them the thing they want or not. I won’t be that stupid.When the man let go of me, I quickly grabbed the gun on his patch-wise and kicked his groin once again.I faced Jackson who was perfectly surprised by what I did. I’ll play his game. “Do you think you can fool me, dumbass? Why would I give you that thing, you’re underestimating me.” Then I smiled at him clankingly.He tried reaching for his gun in his side pocket. “Don’t you dare try to get that thing? Bet you don’t know anything about me, I am good at aiming, just so you know.” I then pointed the gun at him.I tried my best for my hands to not tremble. “Move or I’ll kill you instantly,” I seriously warned.I took a glance at his comrade that was about to touch me. I immediately took my sling bag and shoot his side which made him stopped from what he was doing. The bullet hit the floor.“Don’t move!” I shouted and pointed the gun back at both of them as I stepped back near the door.When I finally reached the door, I immediately run away from them while Jackson was shooting me with his gun.I noticed a couple coming back inside their room as they heard the multiple sounds of gunshots. I sped up and headed toward the exit door. I opened it and quickly ran downstairs, I looked down for a second when someone shot me with a bullet.Despite the trembling I was feeling, I continued to run and run away from them. Until I reached the end of the area and jumped.I needed to go to the police. But where the heck can I find the police station here?I turned into a path heading to the beach. I looked at my back for a second and saw five men chasing after me. I need to get out of here.I wish I didn’t go here. Only if I know this was just a trap.I tightly gripped my sling bag and the gun I am holding. I want to throw it away but I can’t. If only I know how to use it.I am running out of breath and I am already tired. I am now at the beachside and some of the people looked at the gun I am holding.“It’s just a toy,” I said while waving the gun. I quickly walk while looking at my back. I mixed with some group of people where a wedding was currently taking place.I fixed myself and sat on a chair. I stoop to avoid the five men from seeing me. Thank goodness. I didn’t know that there was a beach wedding here. They’re already at the part of exchanging their wedding vows.I breathe in and out. I placed the gun in my bag and tied my bag before placing it on my shoulder. I just felt the pain on my shoulder after that caused by that shameless jerk.I tied my hair in a bun style. I stopped for a moment when I saw Arthur El Devar in front of me.I gripped my bag while feeling the tremble in me. Is this his plan? How dare he!I chose not to walk near him and stop myself from shooting him. Of course, I do not know how to shoot. And who the hell in their right mind will shoot someone in front of people and worst, in a wedding?I slowly got up and left that area when there was no one chasing me anymore. My feet brought me into a reception area of a hotel. I was about to turn when I saw two of the five men earlier heading in my direction.I returned from the direction I walked in earlier and one of them was right there and was a few meters away from me.I quickly ran inside the hall of the hotel and saw no one. I quickly ran while panicking and got shocked when someone else’s hand grabbed me and covered my mouth. I am now inside the men’s comfort room. How did it happen?And there, I couldn’t help but tremble in fear, and can't help but feel my tears in my eyes. I’m doomed.The men in the men's comfort room gently let go of my mouth and pushed me away when one of the men chasing me passed. I took the gun out of the sling bag. I turned around and pointed the gun at the man. And again, I froze instantly when I saw who he was. That handsome man on the beach. One of his eyebrows arched upwards and his dark earth-colored eyes widened seeing my hold."Are you gonna kill me?" he said with a laughing face."Who are you?" I asked him. He leaned against the wall near the closed door of the men's comfort room. He crossed his muscled arms."After I help you with those guys chasing you? You will treat me like this?" he said, continuing to ignore my question. His face was full of amusement that irritated me. What was funny about what I did?"Who are you?" I asked."Why?" he asked me a question. I need an answer, not a question. The reaction still remained on his face."Answer my question or I'm going to kill you!" I threatened him.The man straightened his standing an
"Shut up!" I uttered in annoyance."You didn't know you are hurting my feelings. Am I not that hot to you?" he asked huskily. I want the bed to eat me now, and disappear."Shut up! You are not!" I said out loud. I hate how my heart beats fast and how embarrassed I am."Bad women," he said and laughed as my ears warmed up. I heard his footsteps approaching me. With every step he took, was the loud thump of my chest. What will he do?"Don't come near me!" I shouted."Why? Are you afraid of how you will react to me?" he said with amusement in his tone. I wanted to spit swear words in his face. I felt him sitting on the side of the bed. I swallowed a few times. I've never been in this kind of situation. I picked up the pillow. If he approaches, I will hit him in the face. "What did you do and why are Miguel's men chasing you?" he asked.Miguel? Miguel's man? What is he saying and who is Miguel? "Who's Miguel? That's Jackson's man..." I corrected him. "Who are you?""I see, you didn't know
I went out of the comfort room wearing the dress he had given me. It's a black fitted dress above the knee, with a five-inch slit on the left side. What's horrifying? It's tubeless revealing my naked shoulders and the neckline, which I hated about the dress. I hate it! I clenched my fist.Then I sighed. But in the meantime, I'll follow what he wants and when there's a chance I'll run away from him."You didn't know how to choose dresses, right?" I said sarcastically to him.The man in front of me wore a black coat underneath a white undergarment and black pants down in his neck was a black tie. And it looked like all he wore was newly purchased, including his black derby shoes. He let his hair look messy, which added to his gorgeousness. A lopsided grin he had as he eyed my dress."I disagree with that. In what you wear, you are wrong. I did have choose the exactly what's fitting for your body," he said as he was trying to annoy mem I gave him my most sharp eyes, noticing his gaze on
I actually saw Jackson’s picture. And in another picture below, a face. It's Miguel."They are one of the best known in the black underworld, black market, mafia, and gangsters" he continued.I was swallowed. I didn’t expect that."And they had a big boss, and no one knew who that person was."I looked at him. "Why are you doing this?" I asked softly."Why?" He smiled as if it was a joke I asked. "I told you to prove my father is innocent and I have no choice." He shrugged his shoulders. "Don't dig deeper into the second reason, I keep my promises."He leaned back in his seat and looked at his phone.And last, if you want to protect those who you love, don't approach them or talk to them. Mind you, Jackson and Miguel are finding you everywhere and they don't have mercy to spare one's life," the warning melody at the end said.I nodded. Yet, I still don't trust this man."I need to get my laptop and DSLR,” I said as I remembered the important things for me."There's no laptop in your h
"Not that much," he shrugged. "Upstairs is your bed and workplace. Just act when my family visits you here."I glanced at him. He put down the phone and his face was blank. "I gotta go. If you need anything, there's my contact on your phone. Just call me. We'll talk tomorrow. Don't do stupid things."I nodded. I watched him leave until the door closed. I'm going to have a pad tour here. I smiled at the thought.When I got out of the taxi I was riding in, Aunt Beatrice was not in her house on Sundays. Using the duplicate key, I opened the door to her house. I went to my room and got my other laptop, some files, and a USB drive. I stuffed it into the holder of my laptop bag.I put a picture frame of me and my friends on the nightstand. When I got the hang of it, I went downstairs. I was about to open the door when in the small opening I noticed a man coming out of a black car. Its gaze stopped at the door. I closed it immediately. Using the peephole, I saw the man approach the gate and
Comfort lurked inside when his mom and sister left. I'm always in the hot seat every time they ask me questions. Questions I don’t know how to answer because, first, Vara Samonte was not real and her life.I settled the plates into the container. I'm done with everything. Then I looked around. Maybe I forgot to clean or put something away. When I saw that everything was fine, I immediately went up the stairs until I reached my workshop room. I found the man sitting quietly on one of the chairs near the glass window. The sunlight from the outside serves as the light inside. His eyes were focused on the laptop, typing something. I hadn't gathered any information on the man, but maybe there would be later and stopped for a moment when I thought of the SD card. I touched it in my jacket pocket but nothing.It could not be. I dug in my pocket but there was nothing. My chest throbbed, and I gradually began to feel cold. How?"What's wrong with you? It's like you're seeing a ghost? Problem?"
I adjusted the placement of the make-up on my face. Dark orange lips checked, gray contact lenses checked. I took a look at my rose tattoo. I looked back into my eyes, smokey eyes. I cringed when I remembered what the make-up artist had done to me.To look good, you need to look innocent, as well as look dangerous. I can't see where? I closed the compact mirror and tucked it into the black designer bag.I was wearing business attire, and a black blazer slung over my shoulders. Wearing six-inch torture heels. I leaned back in my chair and looked out the window.Start of the plan.My car was moving fast and the driver ahead was quiet. Behind us were two black vehicles in a row.I picked up the phone and answered the call."They're ready to meet you. Don't mess up everything," the man's voice on the other line said. I heard a noise in his background. He was in a bar. I can't go wrong."Thank you," I said with all my heart and hung up the phone. I held on tight to it.Ten minutes later, w
"How's the meeting?" Zech asked me with a smile as he entered my workshop room.I dropped what I read, one of the books of Leonard Goldberg’s Daughter of Sherlock Holmes, I turned my back on him."Good! They believe the lie I told. And I'm part of them," I replied, then returned my eyes to the pages of the book I am reading."That's good; they're impressed by what you said, regarding all is fair in love and war," he slowly said the last line.I heard his footsteps approaching me and sat in the chair opposite me. The witty smile was on his face.Then I chuckled when I remembered that I said it. "Isn't that nice? I just now remembered that I said that. Anyway, why are you here?"He leaned back in his chair. "Let's choose a wedding cake today along with our wedding planner."I looked up at him. "Do you know who killed Jackson?" I stare in his face that he knows who but wonder registered there."He died?" his voice rose slightly. So, he doesn't know. I eye him suspiciously, and it seemed
The snow fell gently, blanketing the ground as I trudged through it, a basket of lilacs clutched in my hand. Each step felt heavier than the last as I made my way to Theoren's grave.It had been a week since the tragic incident, and the headlines had finally brought some semblance of justice. It wasn't just an accident, as the truth had been revealed, bringing closure not only to my friends' deaths but also to Theoren's.Yet, despite the passage of time, I still couldn't wrap my head around how Maverick could have done such a thing. The CCTV footage I'd seen didn't seem to match up, but Zech had explained that the police hadn't shown the actual footage. Jackson wasn't the culprit behind my friends' deaths; he'd merely played a part in the events. Why, Zech hadn't disclosed. And Jackson wasn't deceased, as they'd made it seem. It was all a setup.As I approached the grave, the chill in the air seemed to seep into my bones despite my thick attire. It was my fifth visit, and the flowers
I raised the handgun, pointing at him, and a wicked smile appeared on his countenance, and those eyes with no soul on them eyed me. “Vara Samonte...” he mumbled my name, hearing his graveyard voice, seeping a chill in my entire body. There's nothing he was holding, and his arm crossed. “You fool me once but not twice. But how smart are you, Vara, such a nice name in your fake identity. I thought you were the Duchess, but then, someone came to me and told me you were not her. I hated a liar,” he shook his head, and he tilted his head on the left side. “Upon knowing you and Zech, there is something wrong in here. What will he feel seeing your lifeless body covered in blood? How I enjoy seeing the light of him fade. Such a pretty face, perfect family, and perfect life have you ever thought about it?” I don’t know why he says those, but does it benefit him? “Killing me? I am not letting you do that to me, Deathwish. Don't you think you are ahead of me? I suppose you might be wrong. I
I looked up and stopped eating the soup. I lower the soap spoon I am holding. "Do you mean he brought the information of who did it?"Zech nodded, and hope seemed to fill my heart. "What time?""Exactly 2 pm," he replied."I'll be doing Karmi's favor at that time," I exclaimed. "But he can stay until five, right?"He nodded without even glancing at me. What is he doing on the phone, and there is his gaze focused? I forcefully dismiss what happened last night. I need to forget it."I won't follow any man to you, Vara, and if you went home safely, then Catherine won't be overlooking you anymore."I continued to eat. "That's good to know," I just said, and the silence and the awkwardness between us resounded again."Are you alright?" he broke the silence as I finished eating. I took the croissant and bit into it.“Yep,” I replied. "Are you?" I throw the question to him.He just nodded. "When you talk about last night, then, let's just forget it."I just nodded.“Don't you have anything t
I woke up to the sound of my phone ringtone. With my eyes closed, I groped the phone on the nightstand, and when I touched the phone, I immediately answered the call without even looking at who it was.“Hello,” I tried to sound like I was not awakened from a deep slumber.“Miss Vara, I need your help,” a raspy and deep voice of a man in the line. My eyes widened, and I lifted up the phone from my ear to see who was calling.It's Miguel Karmi. Did he call me early this morning asking for help? What a miracle, and he called me. His voice was full of concern and trouble. Why is it?"Yeah, sure, what's that?" I answered, pressing back the phone in my ear.I got up from lying down, and I realized the time on my phone. 11:47 am? Did I see it right? I looked again and covered my mouth so I wouldn't scream in panic.I clicked the speaker on and went to my messages. There's an email from Mr. Javinas asking it's time. It's Pigeon time to hack the system. I sighed as I got out of bed, holding th
I went down to see who was ringing the doorbell to find out it was food delivery, and the delivery man told me Zech couldn't come home because of an urgent business meeting.I waited for him until ten at night, and I ended up eating alone when the clock struck 11, and he was not home. Maybe he wants to be alone, so perhaps he doesn’t want to face me first.When I couldn’t sleep, I decided to dive into the internet and read the news of Football captain Theoren Consenza. I browsed his picture on the internet to see if he had changed. The man had a clean-shaven face but his picture, I am seeing him he had a beard which pleased him well. Why didn't I find him? I am one of the lists of not a fan of those sports, but I never thought he would tell me that he would be the best football player in the future. Why didn’t I ever think of that? He achieved one of his life goals, but I was not there to be proud of him and support him.I watched myself watching his video interview clips, closing my
At first, I thought it was easy to forget a friend like a brother to me, and it was easy on the brain but difficult when you are going to do it. He's the keeper of my secret and the world I should never take, but I did. I tried to find him, so I stumbled upon one of the Duchess’s members, but it was very vague. He left no traces for him that I could not even find him. He left me in the one thread of hope that someday I would see him and did my best to beat him in hacking. Maybe, when he knows, he’ll be proud of me, and he’ll show up to me suddenly like the way he’s gone.But it never happened.I blinked away the tears that would fall in my eyes. I miss my friends, and I miss him so much.“Maybe this isn’t the right time to tell you, Queenie. Yes, you are right, I am that nerd guy you never dare to look at,” he stated firmly, with a bad feeling, or maybe I just understood it differently.He's right; I know him as Theoren's college friend. But, the size of him changes, so maybe I didn’t
"So you can't really find the Duchess?" I bit the nail of my right thumb as I paced back and forth in the living room.It's early in the morning, and that's the news he'll tell me. Yesterday I tried to trace him, but I remembered then that he used to use a phone and not the one he uses now—even CCTV of the airport and even the seaport. I haven’t seen a single image of the Duchess riding at all.But she can use a private plane. However, there's a CCTV area in every airport for those who use private aircraft. She decided to be far away, in a place where she could not be seen. But that was sudden. She didn’t even tell me.“Those people I know did their best. But Aunt Leonore was nowhere to be found,” he added.I stopped and faced him sitting on the couch, one of his arms at the upper of the backrest of the couch, leaning his back, and the other one tapping on his lap, like a piano chord forming his fingers as he tapped. Is that Clair de Lune? I don’t know much about piano other than the
What does Mr. Javinas mean? He didn’t answer me, and it was as if he was testing me with that question. Is Jackson dead? The police will not lie or make a mistake with the body, and Zech confirmed it.I stared at the computer screen; I was at the edge of the CyberCafe internet, to the part that I would overlook. Everyone here at this time was a teenager, and I didn’t notice an adult other than the caretaker.I leaned on the seat while waiting for Mr. Javinas to click the document I sent, not knowing that once he clicked and opened it, I could go through his laptop system.I tapped my lower lip while waiting. Maybe he thought I wouldn't notice that he was hiding something from me. Trust? A man like him doesn't trust anyone but themselves. Too bad we were the same. Trusting is a thing you can't bestow to anyone unless you earn it.I arranged to sit down when I got a notification on my phone. I plugged in the phone using the USB port cable, and through the link I gave, I copied the app I
I entered the restaurant what Mr. Javinas told me in his message, and I wore the same clothes when I arrived in Paris. I couldn’t help but notice the beautiful place, it’s classic and modern in two, and there's a square table on my left and on the right the round one covered in an article of white clothing. Only a few people were present, and the beautiful music added to the appetite of the place.I found Mr. Javinas, who stood up from one of the tables near the glass windows and approached me. He wore an aquamarine turtleneck sweater paired with brown-black trousers and boots that better suit the man.“I am pleased that you are here; shall we sit?” he asked when he got closer.As we sat at the round table, the waiter came with the menu. I looked at the menu for a moment and said to him my order, braised ox cheek in red wine and the same to Mr. Javinas.“I thought you were with Mr. Vakhram?” I asked when the waiter left. I was blown away by the painting on the wall, people in Victorian