Indonesia's pov
We kept on kissing for a few more minutes. I didn't want this to stop. I was exactly where I wanted to be.
"Denver, I don't think that this is the right place" I whispered to him, as he kept on kissing my neck. Don't get me wrong. He turned me on and it has been a very long time since I felt this way. But we weren't alone.
"Shh, don't stop" he mumbled to me. I laughed at him. I didn't want stop either, but it wasn't the right time.
Suddenly the phone in the office rung. We stopped what we're doing and turned our faces towards the table where the phone was.
I got off the couch and went to pick up the phone.
"Yes"
"Indonesia, go right now in Berlin's office in the basement, Allison is there, she is in the safe. She escaped, Allison escaped, go right now, the inspector wants to see her now. Go" Professor said, he was nervous, he was yelling.
Shit.
"I'm going right now don't worry" I said to him and closed the phone.
"Shit shit shit shit shit" I whispered, as I took my gun from the table.
"What happened?" Denver asked me. He was still siting on the couch.
"Alison escaped, she is hiding in Berlin's office, I need to find her, the inspector is here and she needs to see her."
"How Professor knew you were here? Everyone is in the main hall"
"Um Denver" I started saying while pointing the security camera behind me.
"Oh-so, that means that he saw us right?" Denver whispered and I mouthed a yes.
I left the room, and run in the basement to find Alison and Denver went to see how Monica was.
I put my mask on and opened the door of the office. It was quiet. I knew though she was in there, because Professor told me.
I heard a whimper. She knew that someone was here. Too bad for her.
I opened the safe and when she saw me, she started crying.
"You little shit" I said and grabbed her form the arm to take her out. She tried to escape but I grabbed her tighter.
"Move" I screamed to her and we went upstairs.
I made sure that I was perfectly covered and then I appeared in the main hall with Alison by my side. I saw Berlin sitting next to a woman. Somehow she seemed familiar to me. Like I knew her, but I couldn't remember from where.
I left Alison in front of them and went upstairs.
On my way to the salon, I was trying so hard to remember her. I was so sure that I've seen her.
I may not remember now, but I will eventually.
Denver's pov
"How are you feeling?" I asked and offered her a bottle of water, which she gladly took it.
"I feel relieved, I was so tired of hiding, at least now everyone knows that I'm safe, so I'm not afraid to leave this room" She said and drank her water.
"That's a good thing. I heard that you stayed with Arturo, how was it?"
"Well, it was strange, I felt different, I felt like I was with a stranger, it wasn't home" Monica said and I sat down next to her.
"I mean, I can understand now what Indonesia meant. She said he isn't the right for me and she is right. When he saw me he-he just did his thing you know, he didn't ask if I was okay, he didn't ask how is the pregnancy, he didn't even ask if I kept the baby." she continued with watery eyes.
