CHAPTER 5: CASE II - THE SECRET OF ARTISAN EATS

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Case 2: The Secret of Artisan
Eats (The Missing Children
Chapter, Part Two)

ROSALINDA

DUGO ng tao?

Nakaupo kami ngayon sa loob ng upuan rito sa seven eleven. Napalingon ako nang naramdaman ko ang presenya ng kasama ko. He brought me one bottle of water and a donut, while he brought himself a tic-tac candy, freshmint flavor.

Pilit akong ngumiti nang itinanggap ko ang mga binili niya. Hindi parin kao makapaniwala sa sinabi niya, sa naamoy niya mula sa karne ng steak. Thinking about it makes me lose my appetite. What if I eat it without letting him smell it... What if it doesn't only smell like human blood? I don't want to think about it.

"Stop thinking about it, as long as you didn't take a bite." Said he, trying to make me calm. He put five pieces of candies in his mouth, and angrily ate it as it created loud crunches.

"How about that steak? What if it's actually human-"

"Then, we have to call the police and investigate the place." Putol niya at muling kumain ng limang kendy. His jaw is clenching as his eyes stare upon the traffic road.

Mabilis ko namang kinuha ang aking cellphone, ngunit hindi ko ito mahanap sa shoulder bag ko. Dahilan iyon sa pagtaranta ko, kinakapa ko na rin ang mga bulsa ko subalit wala akong mahawakan. Nasaan na 'yon?

"Rale,"

Sinipatan niya ko ng tingin. "Ano?"

"Nasayo ba ang cellphone ko?" Taranta kong tanong. "Hindi ko mahanap sa bag ko." Umiling lamang ito bilang sagot. "Saan na ba 'yon?" Muli kong hinalungkat ang bag ko.

"I believe this is yours." A boy stated confidently, his voice is very familiar. Napatingin ako sa kaniya at bumungad nang nakangiting eskpresyon nito sa mukha. He looks so innocent and his hair is not messy, and styled in back-slick. Nakasuot ito ng puting polo saka itim na slock, and it's very well ironed.

Inagaw ko iyon mula sa kaniya. Umupo ito sa tabi ko at nagsalita muli. "It seemed you don't remember me." He said, as he moved himself closer to me.

"You're that short guy," Si Raleigh, bahagyang namilog ang mga mata nito. "You're Doyle, right?"

Who?

"Short," Doyle's veins are popping out from his forehead's skin. "Ah yes, I am that little guy." Mariin niyang sabi.

"Paano mo nalaman na akin 'to?" I asked. I never showed him my phone, and also my wallpaper is not my picture so it's impossible that he finds it out by looking at my wallpaper. My wallpaper is plain black, nothing to see but darkness. Idagdag mo pa na mayroong password ang phone ko, kaya hindi niya iyon ma-open at alamin kumg sino ang may-ari ng phone by looking at my accounts or gallery. So, how did he know? Is he secretly following us?

"Well, that's a secret." Tugon niya.

"That's why I am feeling like someone is walking behind us, you're following us, don't you?" It's a question but he is so sure about his statement. Lalo namang ngumisi si Doyle.

"Oh, I've been caught but the part of my mission is still a success."

"Mission?" Paguulit ko.

"Oh, it slipped my tongue." He covered his mouth but the innocent expression of his eyes changed into mischievous. "You heard nothing, alright?" He said, with playfully tome of his child-like voice.

"Man, you look like grade seven." Raleigh remarked and then he made a face. How old are you?" He asked within his curiosity, with a teasingly smirked on hips.

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