Cold Blood

☠ Vladivostok, Russia

S.A

"Hey, Fernand" I called out to the man who just finished stashing a sniper gun inside the guitar bag that he brought back to the motel room after going missing for almost two hours.

We just checked in a motel here in Vladivostok and he said that he's going somewhere, but didn't say where. For a moment, I thought he's already abandoning me.

Thankfully I was wrong.

"What?" he muttered nonchalantly causing me to slightly fiddle with my fingers.

He sounds like he's mad, or uninterested kaya naman parang hindi ko alam ang sasabihin ko. My throat suddenly feels dry, I try opening my mouth but no words came out.

He stopped what he's currently doing which is trying to fit the aqua colored guitar inside the guitar bag that he just loaded with a gun, and spared me a glance.

My heart beat accelerates when his criticizing gaze landed on me, susmaryosep.

"What's wrong?" tanong niya at saka siya lumapit sa akin.

His callousness was immediately replaced with concern, or at least that's what I thought.

"N-nothing.. I.." only God knows how hard I try not to stutter in front of this stud of a man "I thought you were mad because... you actually sound like it"

"Oh trust me, belleza" he said with a heavy sigh. I raised an eyebrow at him "I'm mad, but not at you"

"Huh?"

"I have a connection here in Vladivostok. I asked him to give me some weapons since I left everything in Germany, and the only thing I got in Yakutsk was the pistol which I also left there due to customs and the likes"

Wow, he actually sounds annoyed, but not mad.

"And?"

"May inutusan iyong koneksyon kong maghatid sakin ng armas," oh gosh, tagalog "But he ended up bringing just a sniper rifle. God forbid what his boss would do to him after I told him about his failed tasks awhile ago"

"Sino ba iyang koneksyon mo? I didn't expect you to know someone here" I launched myself on the bed.

"A mobster" sagot niya kaya naman nanlaki ang mga mata ko.

"You seriously involved a Mafia boss to our extravaganza" I said as if it's a matter of fact.

Hearing that he's acquainted with a Russian mobster makes me fear even more for my life if he finds out about my secret.

"Don't worry, he's not that bad"

He quietly lie down on the bed as he suavely brush his hair with his fingers. Man, watching him is surely enticing but I actually feel like a damn creep.

Self, how many times do I have to tell you na ikalma ang kalandian mo?

If this guy chose to unrestrained himself, there's no room for me to turn back or say no. So calm the fuck down, Suzzane.

"Woman, you're going to tell me something, right?" he set me out of my trance.

"Ah yes" I cleared my throat "If necessary, I'll be the only one to enter the museum and talk to Karol"

"Heck if I'd let you do something insane alone" I bite my inner lip when he said that. Gosh, he's worried about me.

"Uhm... We're not going to end Karol"

"Why?" his voice instantly become rigid and monotonous.

"He maybe connected to Rita but I can assure you, he's a good man"