My Amnesiac Assassin

Chapter 19: It's You Again

ARTEMIS LARCENA

After waiting for so long, in the end, I'm not the one to win the bid for the Immortality Serum. Kung alam ko lang na ganito ang mangyayari, hindi na sana ako pumunta nang maaga.

I tossed my purse to one side of the hall after I emptied it. The UGW card is safely hidden inside my bra while I held the letter containing my message for the Boss of Camorra Mafia in my right hand. Rather than contacting the boss of Camorra Mafia through email, which is dangerous due to their skilled hackers, I decided to send him a letter instead. I prepared it just in case, but who knew I wouldn't get to talk to the boss in person? Plano ko pa naman sanang makipag-negotiate nang personal. But I can't do it after I steal from him, right?

I walked quickly towards the transportube that the Boss of Camorra Mafia took. It's one of those transparent tubes that leads to the outside world. I plan to steal the serum once they are outside because it's much easier to steal it there.

Lucky for me, it also leads to the same bar where I came from. Pansin kong marami ring bidders ang gumamit ng entrance doon dahil 'yon lang ang pinakatumapat sa venue ng auction. The entrances to the UGW are too far apart, kapag pinili nila ang ibang entrances, matatagalan pa sila dahil marami pang transportube ang kailangan sakyan para lang makarating sa Auction Hall.

After an hour traveling upwards inside the transportube, I'm finally back at the bar.

I really don't have any plans when it comes to stealing the serum, but I have goals. The first one is to deliver my letter to Camorra, and the second is to take the serum.

Ugh. I really hate my impulsiveness sometimes.

"Hello." The bartender greeted me once I sat in front of the bar counter.

"Mr. Camorra is here, right?" I asked.

"Do you have an appointment with him?"

What is he, his secretary? We're at the bar for pete's sake, who would ask for an appointment here?

"No, but I need this letter to be delivered to him. Can you give this to him right before he leaves?" I showed him the letter. Sandali niya itong tinignan pero kalaunan ay tinanggap din naman

Unlike the other employees, the bartender here also works at the UGW. Hindi ko alam kung anong trabaho niya doon pero may nagsabing tumatanggap siya ng mga request galing sa mga customers dito sa bar.

He smiled. "Sure. Would you like any drink?"

"No, thank you," I declined. Makakainom ba ako kung may suot akong mask? And removing this is not an option, I don't want to risk my identity being found out.

"How much is the payment?" I asked, pertaining to his delivery service.

"Oh, that would be free. After all, I'll only be handing this to him."

"Thanks."

That's new. Kadalasan, mukhang pera ang mga tao na parte ng UGW.

Pasimple kong inilibot ang paningin ko sa buong bar. Maraming mga guards ng iba't ibang bidders ang nagkalat sa paligid. Tumingin naman ako sa second floor kung nasaan ang mga private rooms. I bet Mr. Camorra is in one of those.

"Say, did you see Mr. Camorra with a suitcase?" I asked the bartender.

"Yes," sagot niya naman habang nagmi-mix ng inumin ng ibang customer.

"Did he carry it with him to one of those rooms?"

"I can't answer that, that's confidential, Miss." He is still smiling at me while he handed the drink to his customer.