I dialed Zamora's phone number while looking at somewhere while driving luckily, he immediately picked it up.
"Close your car's roof and window, Dashiel. We're entering Gunshot in two minutes and I have a bad feeling about it." I said.
He just gave me chuckle and a minute of silence which means he obeyed my order.
"Damn. I should have brought my Ducati with me. Mas exciting—"
"Gago." I cursed. I cutted the phone call and disconnected the earpiece.
I took the other lane of the road to drive besides Zamora's car. When we both proceeded inside the tunnel, we both heard a loud bang. It was a gunshot.
I smirked. "Too old school," natatawa 'kong saad.
Gunshot, I've been always in this place. There's is nothing new still the place for those people who are so fucked up in their lives.
Zamora stopped the car in the middle of the tunnel and tried to open the headlight of his car, i laughed.
Oo, Zamora. Headlight mo yung binaril. I unbuckled my seatbelt and as much as fast as i can, i assembled the bullets in my magnum gun. Then suddenly, i heard a sound coming from my earpiece.
"You ready, Priamos?"
"Ready." I said in a low tone of voice.
"Don't die, okay? She's waiting for you to move, torpe."
"Tell that to yourself, torpe." I fired back.
Don't worry, Idris. If i will make it out and alive here today, i'll go out there and take her as mine.
BINABASA MO ANG
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