THE ROOT OF EVIL
CHAPTER 67 [And they knew who was behind the enunciated killings...]
Pablo Garcia is an eminent name known by many. Not may have been in a good way, yet his name bring chaos and fear. He is what the street in Mexico would tried their hardest to avoid with. His path they won’t even set foot upon knowing it belongs to him. His territory in possession, which nobody daren’t speak ill. Although, the law would pose who was he? Nobody, but a Capo who do not fear the jury. It was him who have afflicted terror fret to each spine of those who chose the doom to be his enemy. Menace is what lies on every step he left footfalls on the cobblestone of Belize. At his younger days, he stood with glory. He was a young man, who have the strength incomparable with some, but even he aged for years.
His youth which has been soon replaced by lines, and wrinkled skin enunciating the year
THE UNEXPECTED RECONCILIATION CHAPTER 68 [And when fate play another game, she was entangled like how it used to do before]Agatha was fuming mad. Her anger is no match to how her eyes are already burning, a fiery pit on a dangerous precipice, but how could not she felt mad? The plan she had been ruined. Earlier, assured when Gerry was being transferred to their headquarters for interrogation, when her men call. Somebody had taken the latter. Men in suits, what more they are armed, and Agatha is beyond furious to know that those guns upon further investigation belongs to a Capo, who is as slippery as his shadows seems to fade through the law. Pablo Garcia, who haven’t had been caught yet, but she won’t ponder how possible it was.The old man have his connections. If her suspicions were right, then that means he have some business with Gerry, and putting him behind p
HER EX-LOVERCHAPTER 69 [And their path crossed, when she least expected to]The clouds that day was blue. They sky is clear and there is no sign, nor any evident that a rain would soon poured. Henceforth, why does Rio felt like the storm were inside of her? Twisting her insides with nostalgia as she keep her hands to her lap. Disbelief, although real, she couldn’t quite comprehend, neither fathom, to all of days whereas she could run across to him, why it should be today? Jed had invited her for a coffee and who was she to refuse his invitation? They had been friends, if that was enough to explain what lies between them before.He hadn’t change a bit, he was still this gentle guy, whom Rio meet in El Casa. But Jed had no longer have this young aura with him as Rio isn’t oblivious before that she was much older to the latter. While her, Rio may have change a lot, she was no
A DISASTER DATECHAPTER 70 [The things, which people are afraid of become their strength, but what made them stronger often become the cause of their downfall]Rio stared at the girl before her. Her Asian orbs brimmed with nervousness were also set on Rio. She tucked in a loose strand of her hair behind her ears and the girl mimicked what she does. Her action isn’t obscured as she stood in front of her. Rio blinked so did she, after all, it was her own reflection, whom she was having a stare down with. It’s just that—Rio was terribly anxious. She had just finish fixing her hair, and so her chest began to thump loudly. It distinguished how much she was looking forward for this night to be better. Nothing of sort, which would come across or any circumstances she may not be able to fathom. Amiable events as she meet with him.“You can do this.” Rio cheered herself.Her eyes roamed to the dress she had been clad with.
THE VOICES SHE HEARCHAPTER 71 [To where their bond lies is to where they meet, embarking an encounter both of them had not expected…]The rotten smell, the disarray, and a state of a benevolent abhorred life she led. Flies swarmed, they fed on the corpses in a lump, mutilated pieces to which not, thus further beyond recognition. Dimly lit luminesce, plunged pit on a brink of delirium. Germa felt like the sanity she had was slipping away. This time, it was beyond being redeem. Far from, further away on the chase she haven’t had any strength left. A long run she no longer had the will to live. Moreover, she could hear—Germa was beginning to hear the voices. Loud, and low—crystal clear, the corners to where they screeched.Orbs blankly staring ahead lay in a stolid vacant expression. Empty irises stripped sorrel dust through disoriented in a mark of a meek call, which soon attest, appease the shattered soul, remaining in pieces. The same
THE IDENTITY THEY HOLDCHAPTER 72 [ Not all things could be cured by time...]It takes two to tango.“So, as of today, Ms. Agnes Garcia, heiress and one of the founders of the Garcia company had announced of merging with the Del Fierro’s corporation, which become one of the latest news around the world. A powerful woman next to an Alpha male in the business world. Hmmm. Are we missing something?” Full of mischief, the reporter let out a soft laugh. Yet it sounded as if she was suggesting something.With a stolid expression, Rio turned off the TV. Funny how she can bear watching the news, while seeing his face with her, her arms coiled perfectly around his with the same clothes, the same tux—the black dress she wore the moment she came to ruin what Rio has been expecting. The least she can do was to just be le
LORD OF THE UNDERGORUND SOCIETYCHAPTER 73 [Same face, but with a different persona]It was after four in the afternoon in Belize, yet the agitation on Gerry’s bloodstreams seems like it couldn’t wait much longer. The Marlboro he lighted in a fewer seconds a moment ago was already left discarded, ashes fell on the floor, it was in an attempt to appease how nerve wracking he was onset with the mere thought of that gun being pointed at his head. He wasn’t usually a bum, no fear coated eyes, but to face Pablo Garcia, the gantillo [ the gun’s trigger] he hold never had given Gerry an assurance that he would sprawled dead on the floor. His threat he meant to commit, if given by chances to do so at some circumstances.In spite of the bugging conscience, Gerry daren’t need to disappoint him much longer again. The old man’s patience is running short.
HER NEST SHE VENTURED, AND HIS THIRST FOR A FEAST CHAPTER 74 [And she wanders in spite of the danger behold]Mexico had something, which Seiya find similar to where she came from. The bustling streets on a fret even on a mid-day summer, no matter how much the sun result burnt skin, people would always flock on the street unbothered by the prickling sensation and the constant wincing she couldn’t stand with. Clad on a thick sweater, it ease constantly how painful it was. Nevertheless, in a few second the sweat followed suit, every fiber of her was in a greasy state, the beads incomparable with a waterfall that keeps streaming non-stop, brimming as her inner clothes get soaked and wet already. It stick again on her skin, and believe her when she say that she felt like being wrapped on grease and oil, where the layer has been carelessly poured. The combination is horrible.But as she bask
THE NEW CHAPTER, RUSCOV IS AWAKECHAPTER 75 [And so he escape something he seems to be getting drag into, a hole he isn’t supposed be in dweller, but he did…]Apprehended, there are some people, who would say that those person who had fallen into the brink is capable of more than the things they can do than when they are awake. Unconscious, which brew vivid scenarios, and sharpness, although of course it cost something depending to how bad it is. It could be their sight, or perhaps some memories they cherish beheld inside, thus to hold them against their chest would be a lot more harder. He knew where he was, but all was in a hazy blur. Recent events, which doesn’t make sense, and voice abhorrent evoke presupposed feelings which are all drifting apart. Submerge until he was drowning into the midst of them.His name is Ruscov—Alekseev Ruscov, a Russian detecti