Cold Blood

☠ Karol

S.A

"I never received any signal that an agent from Black Widow will come visit me"

Karol muttered adamantly as he pretends to give me a tour to the remaining of the displays within the museum.

"You must be here on your own will"

"I'm actually having a vacation on my own"

I retorted back but he looks at me with such concern on his face.

I sighed, I think he already caught off with the death of Lucas and Daniel, meaning that the possibility of Rita being aware about it is high too.

"Kid, Rita's henchman and his trusted bodyguard shot each other last night without any conflict between them that we heard about" we move on to the next display "And you of all people incidentally stepped foot in my museum here in Russia, what do you expect me to think?"

"Rita's henchman?" I said innocently "She got a lot you know, who are you talking about actually?"

"Cut the pretension now, Alverez" he grab my right hand with so much force that I winced "What is going on? Do you have a death wish? Are you rebelling against Rita?"

Mukhang hindi pa siya ganon kasigurado sa nangyayari. Nagbuntong hininga ako at saka sumandal sa pader, I look at him. Hoping that he'll understand me because I don't want to make an enemy of him. He may be a trainer for Rita Fernandez's agency, but he's a good person.

People really have to be careful on surrounding themselves with individuals having questionable lives.

"I just want to know if when will you be meeting Rita" I said quietly "I want to be free from the agency's hold as soon as possible"

"If it's that easy, then why do you think I'm still working as a jiu-jitsu trainer under her?" he murmured with a heavy heart.

"I can do this, even if it means erasing the whole Black Widow in the history of spy industry in my country"

Karol Sousa stares at me with so much sympathy. I think he heard about me from Rita. He notion me to follow him, we enter a small yet tidy office and he starts rummaging through his things.

"She was here this morning, before our opening hours" kumuha siya ng isang pirasong papel at nagsulat ng kung ano man doon.

Ngunit bago pa man namin maituloy ang paguusap namin ay narinig namin ang komosyon sa labas.

Lalabas palang sana ako upang tignan kung anong nangyayari ay dali akong hinila ni Karol at tinakpan niya ang bunganga ko. I look at him in horror as he presses harder but the concern on his face is what distracted me the most.

"Karol, are you in there?" holy shit, that voice.

That voice that I hardly heard in Black Widow, but when he's present, we're sure that something big is going on. Rita's personal body guard, Domenico Leandro, a former member of a Sicilian mob.

Damn.

"Listen to me..." he's breathing heavily and his voice is ragged "You've got to promise me that you'll live your life to the fullest after getting out of Rita's iron grip"

I nodded with such urgency as I hold him while trembling. His free hand put something in my pocket and that's when I realize what he's trying to do.

No, no. I'm not going to let that shit happen again. I'm not letting him get in trouble for my sake just like what my sister, Eve, had done for me.

"Karol, one of Rita's agents has been on AWOL. She thinks that she's the one behind Daniel and Lucas's case" the voice grow closer "You should be on your guard because she might go after you"

Before I could even think of a better alternative, I kick the vase on his table causing it to break into sharp pieces. I launched a powerful kick to the gut of Karol that he ended up landing on the fragile wooden table.

Everything in the office gets thrown on the floor, the table break but my mind is now focus on the broken vase.

I pick up a long and sharp piece.

"Thank you for trusting me, Karol"

With a powerful force, I thrust the broken piece of vase on his torso.

"Ah!" he screamed painfully but he gave me an amused smile after it "A sharp mind, a woman full of wits. Rita made a lethal agent out of you, the sad thing is that she's using you wrongly"

I also smiled at him as I retrieved the broken piece from his torso making him grimaced in pain loudly. Domenico's voice is also getting louder every second. I raised my hand once again and with another powerful thrust, I stab him on his left bicep.

His blood is now slowly gushing and flowing out.

"I guess you already know what to do and what to say next?" I questioned with a grim smile.

"Si, senorita" he answered heavily "Fulfill the fight that Black Rose started"

After mentioning that alias, I suddenly felt an intense motivation to finish everything. I kicked the door of Karol's office and that's the moment Domenico Leandro appeared with his pistol drawn directly at me.

"So it's really you" litanya niya.

Out of adrenaline, I kick his most vulnerable part of anatomy but he only ended up losing his balance while I grimaced in pain because the bastard was wearing a protective gear in there. Man, his dick must be targeted a lot if he decided to wear a protective gear there.

I ran upstairs without contemplating on how to escape from a high place. I don't even have any equipment in me.

I saw a window that is almost near the fire exit. Okay, if I could just break that....

"Ah!"

I screamed when Domenico grab a fistful of my hair and mercilessly slam my face on the window.

Fuck!

My vision immediately blurs, I'm dizzy and I felt the blood gushing down my nose and the cut on my forehead.

"Masyado kang matapang pumasok sa lungga ng kalaban na wala man lang armas"

If I'm not in pain right now, I probably would have laugh at his baluktot na Tagalog.

His accent is damn funny.

"How about you? You must be afraid of getting your balls kicked too often that you decided to wear a protective gear down there" his grasp on my hair tightens.

I groan in pain while wondering if Fernand is even aware of what's happening or if he's even okay outside.

"Sharp-tongued" he commented.

I helplessly watch his hand reach for a needle-pointed knife in his suit pocket and slowly use it at my neck with a maniacal grin on his face.

Shit, I don't want to die like a chicken with its throat slit. I try to struggle but the pain and dizziness ain't helping. The knife's blade is slowly piercing through my skin, my thick blood slowly flowing out on me.

But my misery was slightly cut short when I heard the window glass breaking and all of a sudden, Domenico cursed out and he fell down face first on the floor. I look at him, a gunshot wound to the right shoulder.

He's unconscious but still alive.

Where on Earth did that bullet came from?

We are at the 4th floor of the building already, and the institution that has visibility on this part of the museum is only one and it's quite far. It was a spa which I think is 500 yards away.

With me still dizzy and my vision blurred, I reached for the fire exit and use it to go down and hop inside our rental car.

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