The next day, Angie woke up with a terrible headache. Some of the bruises on her body were starting to hurt. She quickly searched for her phone. She had not sent Rai a message last night. Her best friend must be worried.
Just as Angie was reaching for her phone, she suddenly remembered something. The clock on her phone read seven minutes past five. It was still quite early.
"Where's Maxime?"
Angie got up from Maxime's bed and went out of the room to look for him. But there was no sign of Maxime.
"Huh? Where's Maxime? Did he leave?"
Angie looked in the kitchen and even the bathroom, but Maxime was nowhere to be found.
"Max? Are you out there?"
Angie tried to call, but there was no answer. That meant it was true, Maxime was not home.
Angie snorted quietly. "How could he leave without telling me?"
Angie went into the kitchen to get some water and found a bowl of tomato soup and some slices of bread on the dining room table. A small piece of handwritten paper was tucked under the bowl of soup.
[Go away for a while. Eat your food and don't go anywhere.]
That was the message on the note.
Angie wondered where Maxime had gone. She sat down at the dining room table and finished her tomato soup with a few slices of bread. Then she washed the bowl and other utensils she had used.
Angie did not know what to do now. Maxime asked her not to go anywhere. The Wolf Gang men must still be looking for her because of the incident at the nightclub. The problem was that Angie did not feel comfortable staying here.
"What about Arok? Did he get home safely? What if his father gets mad?"
Angie ruffled her hair. When she was alone like this, she tended to think of things that made her head spin.
"Fuck, how can I just stay here?"
Angie picked up her jacket from Maxime's room. It was already wrinkled, but fortunately there were no blood stains. She'd left a note under Maxime's writing earlier, saying she was going for a walk to meet Rai.
Lies.
Angie just did not like to be alone. She hated being alone in an empty room. For a long time, she preferred to be with other people.
Before leaving Maxime's house earlier, Angie had sent a message to Rai, asking her best friend to meet her at the park near the police station where Rai worked, so Rai would most likely be waiting for Angie there.
Sure enough, Rai was waiting for Angie at the park. He looked very worried, and as soon as he saw Angie coming, Rai ran to hug her.
"Angie! Oh my God, I was so worried. How are you, your wound, where have you been? I stopped by your house after I took care of those bastards, but you weren't there."
Angie laughed softly as she patted Rai's shoulder. "Okay, relax. Don't panic like that."
Rai let go of the hug and looked at Angie intently. "What the hell? Why do you look so calm? I've been thinking and worrying about you all night."
"Okay, sorry. I didn't mean to worry you."
"So?"
Angie scratched her neck. "Um, I'm actually staying at Maxime's."
Rai widened his eyes. He was obviously shocked. "Wait, what? Please say that again."
Angie pouted. "Oh, come on... you heard it already."
"You're crazy, huh?"
Angie knew this would be Rai's reaction. Since the first time Angie had shown interest in Maxime, Rai had clearly forbidden it. Angie wondered how Rai would react if he knew about Angie's arrangement with Maxime.
"Relax, Rai. He didn't do anything bad to me, he helped me."
Rai's face twisted in anger. "He must have an ulterior motive. Don't let him get to you."
Angie put an arm around Rai's shoulders. "You're like a possessive lover."
Rai immediately brushed Angie's arm off his shoulder. "You know I'm not interested in you."
Angie chuckled. "Well, neither am I."
"Fuck you!"
Angie laughed out loud.
"By the way, how was the nightclub after Maxime took me away? Were those Wolf Gang guys arrested?"
Rai nodded. "They're in the police station now. We're interrogating them, though I'm pretty sure they won't be able to give us any useful information."
"Huh?"
"They're just underlings, the lowest caste in the Wolf Gang, I think. Unless we get inside members, I don't think the police will know who the real Wolf Gang boss is."
Angie let out a long sigh at this explanation. "So it's really hard. The Wolf Gang boss has to be really good. The organization is known everywhere. There have been many inquiries about the Wolf Gang, but so far, only the low-level members have been caught."
"They are very powerful. It really frustrates me!" Rai tweaked his own hair.
Angie patted Rai's shoulder. "Relax, sooner or later you'll catch the Wolf Gang boss."
"Hm, yeah... I hope so. Angie, I heard that-ah, wait a minute."
Angie looked at Maxime, who had received the call. Judging by the topic of conversation, it was probably from his police colleague. Angie wanted to say goodbye, maybe Maxime had returned. The man would definitely be angry if he knew Angie was out of his house.
"Hey, Rai. I think I'll-"
"ANGIE!"
Angie was startled. "W-What?"
"Arok... Arok has..."
Angie wrinkled her forehead in confusion. "Why? What's wrong with Arok?"
"He died."
Angie widened her eyes. "He... what?"
"He died, Angie. I just got the report from the hospital. He... he..."
Angie immediately grabbed Rai by the collar of his jacket. "What happened to him? Tell me, Rai!"
"He was found dead with his chest slashed open and there were also numerous wounds from sharp objects."
Angie's fingers went limp. "W-What? Why did Arok get like this? Wasn't he at the hospital? How could the hospital security be so careless?"
Rai shook his head. "I don't know, Angie. I have to go to the hospital now to take care of this."
Angie grabbed Rai's hand before the man left. "Wait, I'll go with you!"
"What? No! You're a journalist, Angie. The police won't let you see Arok's body."
"But I'm Arok's friend! Come on, Rai. Make an exception for me. I was also involved with the Wolf Gang men in the nightclub, so make an excuse to the other police officers so I can see Arok's condition."
Rai sighed softly. "You promise not to take pictures of Arok's condition?"
Angie shook her head. "No, I promise. Please."
Rai finally said yes. They went to the hospital immediately. This was completely unexpected. How could Arok, who had been hospitalized under police protection, have been murdered so horribly?
Something felt wrong. Angie continued to think, then widened her eyes. "I wonder if..."
***
It was really scary. By the time Angie and Rai got to the hospital, it was heavily guarded by the police. Rai immediately showed his detective badge to be let in, but Angie was immediately detained. Unauthorized people were not allowed in."Wait, she's with me." Rai interrupted.The guard frowned in surprise. "But, Mr. Kelleher. Isn't she a journalist?"Rai smiled. "No problem. She won't be recording anything. The deceased was a close friend of hers, so she came to see him. Besides, she was also involved in the riot at the club the night before."Hearing Rai's explanation, the policemen on duty inevitably allowed Angie to come in and see Arok's body, which was being handled by the forensics team.Rai soon met up with his detective partner. They discussed something. As for Angie, she saw Arok's body still lying on his bed, in a very bad condition.Angie's breath caught. Her chest felt tight. She was used to seeing death in an unnatural way. Her journey as an eccentric and controversial
"Ah... damn it, they really can't appreciate my hard work."Angie complained and grumbled repeatedly while drinking alcohol. She did not know how many glasses she had downed, but she had stopped counting after the third glass."You're drunk, Angie. That's enough."Angie laughed softly as she leaned her head against the table. "I'm still strong, really. I can still see your face clearly.""Miss, would you like me to bring you some water?" A hostess touched Angie's shoulder and helped her to sit in a better position."Yes, please bring her some water. What a pain in the ass."The hostess nodded. She stood up and bowed for a moment, then walked away to get some water.Angie was still babbling incoherently. Her body was leaning against the soft sofa in an unladylike position."Angie, don't drink anymore."Angie shook her head. "Rai, I still want a drink!" Angie exclaimed.The man called Rai let out a long sigh. Angie's behavior was starting to become the center of attention of some of the
"This really sucks," Angie muttered.Angie still could not accept that she was unemployed now. Not completely unemployed, actually. She still had her personal news blog that had enough visitors to make her money. Actually, even without her working for one of the newspaper publishers, she could still support herself through that personal blog as well as some other side jobs with her journalistic skills. Angie just felt unsatisfied if she did not have a definite goal every day. Unfortunately, her free spirit and eagerness to expose every evil in the world is not in line with where she works. They were too afraid to reveal the facts to the point of firing Angie, who was desperate to publish the evidence she found.Angie took her cell phone from her jacket pocket and searched for Rai's number. One call went unanswered. Angie grunted and tried to contact him again. Until the 4th call, Rai did not answer. A few seconds later, Rai sent a message saying that he could not answer the call becau
Angie had made an appointment with Rai. He was actually at an activity, so they only had time to meet briefly before Rai went to his own activity. Normally, they would have met at the place where they usually enjoyed a drink, but this time they met in front of the police station. Rai had warned Angie not to do anything strange."So, what kind of fuss have you made in my absence?"The second the two of them met, Rai's expression turned deadpan. Angie just laughed, feeling very satisfied at her friend's annoyed expression."Relax, I didn't do anything.""So now what? If you hadn't done anything weird, you wouldn't have insisted on meeting like this."Angie reached into her jacket pocket and showed Rai the gold pin. "Here. Do you recognize the symbol on this gold pin?"Rai's brow furrowed at the small gold pin. "Where did you get that?""That's not important. Let's just say, does this symbol look familiar?"Rai gave Angie a skeptical glance. "Don't tell me you stole it from someone?""He
"Come on, you wouldn't do something this reckless, would you?"The man chuckled. "You have no idea what I can do to you."Angie had gotten death threats many times, and she had always survived because she did not dwell on them. This was the first time she had actually been threatened directly.Angie's arms were roughly pulled and then taken to one of the old houses tucked away in the dark alley. She pushed Angie's body until she fell to the floor."Aw, you like to play rough, huh?"The man looked at Angie with cold eyes. "Tell me, who told you to?"Angie frowned. "What? You think I'm someone else's underling?""Don't talk too much. Just tell me who told you to do this. I might be kind enough to let you go."Angie got up from the floor and chuckled softly. "Why, you look very anxious. Are you being chased by someone?"Angie's arms were firmly gripped and then her body was pushed until her back hit the wall. Pain spread throughout Angie's back, but she was still able to smile sarcastica
"You."Angie blinked softly. "What?""You're the payoff.""Huh? Wait, what do you mean?"Maxime chuckled softly. "You know what I mean.""Um, being your maid or something?"Maxime snorted in annoyance and pushed the woman away. "Get out!""Hey, hey, wait. Okay, I see what you mean. I was just joking a bit. You have no sense of humor at all."Of course, Angie knew. She was not some idiot who did not understand what making herself pay was all about. Not that she minded. She could accept it happily. Things like this were very common. If she could get what she wanted, then giving herself up was no big deal."Do you accept?" Maxime asked. At a glance, Angie could see the look of disbelief on the man's face.Angie shrugged indifferently. "Yeah. You asked for it, and I'm the one who offered you something. So, let's do it."Angie offered her palm to Maxime, but he glanced at it with a displeased expression."What? I'm just doing what people usually do when they make a deal."Maxime rolled his
"I-um.... Rai, I think you can go home first." Angie seemed to hesitate as she said it. Maxime's arm around her waist tightened, and Angie could clearly see Rai's shocked expression at her words. "W-What? What does that mean?" Rai seemed ready to scold Angie at the sight of her proximity to the man. He couldn't help but think that not too long ago he had warned her that the man she found attractive could be dangerous. "Okay, um... Maxime, I'm going to talk to Rai for a minute." Angie tried to loosen Maxime's grip on her waist. Unfortunately, the effort was in vain. Maxime seemed reluctant to cooperate as he tightened his embrace around Angie's waist. "Let her go!" Rai raised his voice. The situation between the three of them was getting really serious. Angie felt uncomfortable with people seeing them like a clown show. Come on, Angie had no problem with any image. She didn't care if other people judged her badly. The thing is, Rai is different from her. He is a member of the polic
Angie leaned against the wall. She had come with Maxime after leaving the nightclub where they had been drinking earlier. Angie was not really expecting anything. But she did not expect to see a live abuse session. Maxime dragged two grown men into an alley and beat them unconscious. Absolutely insane. "Is that your job or what?" Angie was curious. Maxime turned to Angie. His fist was covered in blood, and some of the blood had even spurted out and stained his face. The smell of blood wafted out and made Angie's nose feel uncomfortable. "Why, do you mind?" Angie shrugged. Actually, she did not care. A scene of such brutal violence might be newsworthy, but not interesting enough for Angie. She was not a cub reporter. She craved big, phenomenal stories involving famous people. "Not really. I mean, are you poor enough to take a job as a bouncer like this?" There was a dismissive tone in Angie's sentence, and she knew that Maxime did not like to be put down. "Well, at least I don't h
It was really scary. By the time Angie and Rai got to the hospital, it was heavily guarded by the police. Rai immediately showed his detective badge to be let in, but Angie was immediately detained. Unauthorized people were not allowed in."Wait, she's with me." Rai interrupted.The guard frowned in surprise. "But, Mr. Kelleher. Isn't she a journalist?"Rai smiled. "No problem. She won't be recording anything. The deceased was a close friend of hers, so she came to see him. Besides, she was also involved in the riot at the club the night before."Hearing Rai's explanation, the policemen on duty inevitably allowed Angie to come in and see Arok's body, which was being handled by the forensics team.Rai soon met up with his detective partner. They discussed something. As for Angie, she saw Arok's body still lying on his bed, in a very bad condition.Angie's breath caught. Her chest felt tight. She was used to seeing death in an unnatural way. Her journey as an eccentric and controversial
The next day, Angie woke up with a terrible headache. Some of the bruises on her body were starting to hurt. She quickly searched for her phone. She had not sent Rai a message last night. Her best friend must be worried.Just as Angie was reaching for her phone, she suddenly remembered something. The clock on her phone read seven minutes past five. It was still quite early."Where's Maxime?"Angie got up from Maxime's bed and went out of the room to look for him. But there was no sign of Maxime."Huh? Where's Maxime? Did he leave?"Angie looked in the kitchen and even the bathroom, but Maxime was nowhere to be found."Max? Are you out there?"Angie tried to call, but there was no answer. That meant it was true, Maxime was not home.Angie snorted quietly. "How could he leave without telling me?"Angie went into the kitchen to get some water and found a bowl of tomato soup and some slices of bread on the dining room table. A small piece of handwritten paper was tucked under the bowl of
Angie looked at Maxime. They sat facing each other. Honestly, Angie had been waiting for this for a long time. She needed information. It had been a long time since she had followed Maxime to get information about the Wolf Gang, but instead of information she had gotten dangerous incidents."Max, you said we should work together, but so far I haven't felt the cooperation you meant?"Angie looked at Maxime. She was staying at his house for now. Maxime said that once Angie was involved with the Wolf Gang men, she would be hunted forever."I'm thinking of canceling our deal," he said.Angie's eyes widened. "What? What do you mean, don't decide so unilaterally!"Maxime looked at Angie. The woman's face was full of anger. Just a short time ago, she almost died because she was trapped together with the Wolf Gang men, and now Angie still wanted to find information about the organization?"I am not. I'm just thinking about your safety."Angie chuckled. "No need. I can take care of myself!""O
Angie looked up, and as the Wolf Gang man's body collapsed, she saw Maxime and Rai running toward her.Rai immediately hugged Angie. "Oh my God, what are you doing Angie? Are you hurt? Did they hurt you?"Rai's questions were too much, but Angie did not seem to have the energy to answer them. Angie's gaze shifted to Maxime, who was standing near the body of the Wolf Gang man. Maxime's expression did not change at all. As if shooting someone was no problem at all.Maxime looked at Angie and their eyes met. Neither spoke to the other. Angie had no idea what he was thinking. The look in Maxime's eyes was always mysterious. Ah, everything about this man was always mysterious. Angie just realized that she knew nothing about him."Angie, hey!"Angie blinked. Rai's hands cupped her cheeks. Her best friend's face was worried. Angie felt guilty."Are you really not hurt?" asked Rai.Angie shook her head. "I'm fine."Rai breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God. I thought something had happened to
"You have to come with us."Angie backed away. One of the Wolf Gang members grabbed Petal's hair, who was cowering in fear, and wrapped her arms around Angie."Aaaaaah...!" Petal screamed. She was forced to walk with her hair violently pulled. The Wolf Gang man casually kicked Petal in the back until she bounced off and hit the wall of the nightclub."What are you doing, asshole!"Angie growled angrily as she saw Petal's forehead bleeding from the impact. Unfortunately, Angie's anger was no match for him. Instead, the Wolf Gang man burst out laughing as if he was very pleased to see Angie angry."I'll say it again, come with us."Angie shook her head and spat in front of the man. "I'm not going with you.""Don't be so arrogant. You're just a lowly journalist. The Wolf Gang can kill you at any time."Angie grinned. She knew that the threat was no joke, especially coming from a member of the Wolf Gang. There had been many mysterious deaths over the years, suspected to be the crimes of W
Angie swallowed her own saliva. No, it was nothing. A lot of people knew about her and it meant nothing. She's a journalist, it's only natural that other people know about her.Angie smiled, trying to erase the nervousness inside her. "Oh, so you know about me? How come?"The man grinned. "How could I not know. Your name is at the top of the list as someone who needs to be eliminated immediately."Angie widened her eyes. "W-What? What are you saying?"Angie's hand was suddenly gripped tightly. She tried to pull her hand out of the man's grip, but to no avail."What are you doing, damn it! Let go of me."The man's grin widened. "Why? Are you afraid?""Y-You..."Angie turned her head and looked at Arok, who was in an equally bad position. He was pinned down on the sofa. One of the Wolf Gang members had a choke hold on his neck."Shit! I was trapped."Angie quietly reached for the pen she always kept in her shirt pocket, then quickly jabbed it into the back of the man's hand."Argh! Fuck
Tonight. Angie had prepared everything. Tonight, she would get the big news after she had made a deal with Arok. In her usual nightclub, Angie would see the faces of the other members of the Wolf Gang.Angie had not seen Maxime at all after talking to him that time. Frankly, she was curious. Why had Maxime bothered to warn her? Was there something that Angie did not know? Similar questions filled her mind, but she could not back out. How could she waste such a great opportunity? Besides, she had promised Arok."Tonight, will go well. I have a good feeling. Cheer up, Angie," she muttered.Angie left for the nightclub immediately after making sure all her equipment was in place. Rai had been calling Angie since the afternoon, but she ignored him. To ensure that Rai would not interfere with her mission tonight, Angie texted him that she had important business to attend to and would not be able to return calls for a while.As usual, Angie's arrival was immediately greeted by the same host
Angie's body shuddered at the thought. Well, being threatened with death was nothing new to Angie. She had experienced it many times before. But this time it was different. Every sentence that came out of Arok's mouth was strange."Then why did you hide me? You know what my intentions are here, right? I'm sure you also know who I am."Arok chuckled softly. "Of course I do. Angie McAlister, I think everyone in this area knows who you are. Normally they would stay away from you, because they don't want to let out their bad secrets."Angie smiled proudly. "So why did you save me? It's not that I'm ungrateful, I'm just wondering."Arok looked at Angie intently. The look in his eyes showed absolute seriousness. "I need your help, Angie.""WHAT? What favor do you-mmp!""Sssshhh... don't shout, idiot!"Angie nodded. "Okay, sorry. I just didn't expect Arok to ask a poor journalist like me for a favor."Arok rolled his eyes. "Don't be so modest.""Okay, so what do you want me to help you with?
Angie leaned against the wall. She had come with Maxime after leaving the nightclub where they had been drinking earlier. Angie was not really expecting anything. But she did not expect to see a live abuse session. Maxime dragged two grown men into an alley and beat them unconscious. Absolutely insane. "Is that your job or what?" Angie was curious. Maxime turned to Angie. His fist was covered in blood, and some of the blood had even spurted out and stained his face. The smell of blood wafted out and made Angie's nose feel uncomfortable. "Why, do you mind?" Angie shrugged. Actually, she did not care. A scene of such brutal violence might be newsworthy, but not interesting enough for Angie. She was not a cub reporter. She craved big, phenomenal stories involving famous people. "Not really. I mean, are you poor enough to take a job as a bouncer like this?" There was a dismissive tone in Angie's sentence, and she knew that Maxime did not like to be put down. "Well, at least I don't h