Abused Diablos (Sartori #2)

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"Lalaki, ayaw mo?" I heard Kyo asked Yuna. Nanunukso.

"Pass sa tite," Yuna scoffed, sounded femininely cool.

Narinig ko ang pagbuhakhak ng tawa ni Kyo at inaasar pa rin si Yuna. Alam kasi nitong bisexual si Yuna, at kasalukuyang umaayaw sa mga lalaki.

We were currently on the 148th floor of Burj Khalifa tower here inDubai, United Arab Emirates. Which is marked as the tallest tower in the world. Just the four of us. Viewing the astonishing night of cityscapes and city lights from up here.

Hinarap ko sila mula sa pagtatanaw ko rito sa malaking glass wall sa harap ko.

Nasa sofa si Kyo at may hawak na wine. Si Yuna naman ay nakatayo sa may sulok, nakasandal sa pader at abala sa kaniyang cellphone.

Lumipat ang paningin ko sa banda kung nasaan si Reizou. He just finished his turn, shot the dart board almost bull's eye.

Tumingin silang tatlo sa akin nang lumapit ako sa center table upang kumuha ng dart.

"I guess this is a good bye, team," I said whilst playing the dart with my fingers.

"Yeah, it was a bit exhausting mission that we've accomplished," komento ni Kyo.

"Tang ina mo, muntik pa akong nahuli sa elevator dahil sa kapabayaan mo. Akala ko ba walang tao sa fifth floor? Gago mo," reklamo ni Yuna sabay bato ng kaniyang cellphone kay Kyo.

Kyo maneuvered and caught her phone in the air.

"We weren't able to enter their camera system on time. Kaya wala kaming update kung sino ang nasa bawat floor," Reizou calmly explained.

Napailing na lamang ako. Sa likod ng tagumpay namin ay maraming nangyaring kapalpakan at kapabayaan.

All three of them gave me a look when I changed my stance to aim for the center of the dart board.

I threw the dart in a calculated force. The dart swifts in the air as it hit the bull's eye with a thud sound.

That was the last time I was with my Secret Service Team under a Private and Registered Armed Forces. The expensive after-party in Dubai.

Wala na akong natanggap na proposal o command galing sa mga higher-ups ng Private Armed Forces.

Hindi na rin naman ako kinulit ng Supervisory Special Agent namin tungkol sa isang misyon na hindi ko tinanggap.

Gusto ko na munang mamuhay nang mapayapa kaya ay napagdesisyunan kong magbakasiyon sa isang bukid dito sa Pilipinas.

I was having a great time inside the sauna of my log cabin here in Baguio, but got interrupted when three hard knocks fulfilled the absence of sounds around.

"Ms. Montalvo. It's me."

That man's voice was so familiar, yet I haven't heard it for the past months after my last and recent mission have ended.

He's here. My Supervisory Special Agent.

Naalerto ako at agad na nag-ayos. Kinuha ko ang puting roba at agad iyong isinuot.

How did he know that I'm here? Wala akong sinabihan.

Yeah, I forgot that I was working in a Secret Service under the most powerful Private Armed Forces. Malamang at mati-trace nila kung nasaan ako at kung ano ang mga ginagawa ko.

Lumabas ako ng sauna, at walang pakialam sa hitsura ko.

There he was, at my rustic looking living area, standing tall in his formal attire.