XI. The Game Designer

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BLAISE

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BLAISE

We fell silent for a minute or two. We were just staring at each other. Halos sumayad na sa sahig ang panga ko nang marinig ang sinabi sa amin ni Inspector Bracken. Rufus was right. The school director is evil. He's surely the founder of the Sinister Guild. Kaya pala iba ang kutob ko sa kaniya. Iba ang nararamdaman ko 'pag kaharap siya. May kinalaman kaya siya sa pagkamatay ni . . . Papa?

"What?" Harith exclaimed, breaking the silence.

"One thing's for certain: the school director, my dear dad, is the founder of the Sinister Guild," Rufus said. Like I thought.

"Wait, what guild?" kunot-noong tanong ni Inspector Bracken kay Rufus.

"So, you don't know?" pagsaboy ni Rufus ng kuwestiyon kay Inspector. The latter just shook his head as a response.

"Sinister Guild is a secret organization wherein they're targeting the clubless learners to take part of their legion," he stopped to take a glimpse at the window. "And Kavin was part of it. But now, he turned his side on us. We asked him back there at the tenebrous building kung bakit wala siyang nagawa, ayaw niya sa oragnisasyon pero hindi siya tumiwalag. Kaya lang, hindi siya sumagot noon. Now we know. He can't do anything back then because the leader of the their group is my father, one of the powerful earthlings in Lewis High."

Pinagmasdan ko ang reaksyon ni Inspector. Parang nilamukos ang mukha nito. "Teka lang! You know but you didn't tell me? Mr. Mayer, didn't I tell you that you can loiter in the crime scenes, but you also have to help me in some cases. Bata pa kayo, just leave it to the police officers, okay?" Inspector Bracken told him.

"But, 'Pa," Harith interposed, "'di ba puwedeng sa amin na lang ang isang 'to? I mean, kami ang nasa school kaya malaya kaming makagagalaw roon. Mag-iimbestiga kami at sinisiguro ko sa inyo, pababagsakin namin ang school director," mariin nitong sabi.

Just then, I saw an orange color on his face. Alam kong gusto niyang ipaghiganti ang kaniyang kapatid. Naniniwala kasi siyang may nag-utos sa kaniyang kapatid na babae na magpakamatay.

"Pero . . ."

"Inspector . . ." I abruptly cut him off. Na-bother tuloy ako na baka may pumasok na langaw sa bibig niya. Nabitin kasi sa ere ang mga salita niya at kasalukuyan siyang nakanganga. "'Yong case po ng former Discipline Teacher, kayo po ba ang may hawak n'on? Aksidente lang po ba talaga 'yon? Kasi sa tingin ko, hindi."

Inspector Bracken cleared his throat. "Blaise, listen. Isa ako sa 5% na naniniwalang hindi aksidente ang nangyaring pagkamatay ng Discipline Teacher-wait," he stopped then his brows furrowed.

Oh, he must be thinking that I'm related to the former Discipline Teacher. I heaved a sigh then said, "Yes, he's my . . . father."

Tinitigan niya ako nang ilang segundo. He then touched his chin. "Okay, okay!" he broke the ice. "Kayo na ang bahala sa secret organization na iyan. Kung ano ang ginagawa nila ay kayo na ang bahalang tumuklas. As for me, ipagpapatuloy ko naman ang pag-iimbestiga sa father mo, Blaise. Deal?" tanong ni Inspector habang naka-cross ang mga braso niya sa harapan ng kaniyang dibdib.

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