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Chapter 17: options
COOLER
I woke up to a sore shoulder and a splitting headache. Nakahiga sa tabi ko si Rustia, sleeping soundly. Her sleeping face reminds me of a little child. Napangiti ako nang maalala ko na buong gabi akong nakayakap sa kanya. It felt so good. Even with a grazed shoulder, ito na yata ang pinakamasarap na tulog ko.
I slowly shifted from the bed. Binuksan ko ang drawer sa gilid ng kama. Reaching for the small bottle, I popped two pills for my headache.
Dahan-dahan akong tumayo at tiningnan ang sarili sa salamin. Last night was weird, everything about it. Mula sa transaksiyon hanggang sa presensiya ni Rustia— it was truly odd.
Kinuha ko ang cellphone at tinawagan si Mnemosyne. She answered the call on the third ring.
"Zeus, good morning. How's the headache?" pabirong tanong ni Mnemosyne. She must have heard what happened from either Artemis or Poseidon.
"I took some medicine," sagot ko. "Listen, I need you to run a research about Brusca."
"Ares took care of his dead body—"
I shook my head. "That's not Brusca."
I heard her gasp from the other line. "What?! I mean, my previous research says so, kaya anong ibig mong sabihin?"
I glanced at the sleeping Rustia. She was still in that position, so I moved a little bit further from her, afraid of waking her up bago nagsalita. "It's... it's just my theory at wala akong kahit anong ebidensiya pero malakas ang kutob kong tama ako."
Saglit siyang natahimik mula sa kabilang linya na tila ba nag-iisip. "Even Apollo's data all points out to that big buff guy as Brusca."
"I know, pero Mnemosyne, trust me on this. I know Poseidon is strong, and Artemis is a great support but that was one lame fight. Brusca is a retired sicario of a Mexican cartel. A contract hitman. You think he will walk into a warehouse with nothing but a normal shotgun at maghahamon ng paghihiganti? I don't think that's it."
That was truly suspicious. And I don't think Brusca would die just like that? That was very sketchy.
"I get your point," sagot niya. "I will look into it."
"Thanks, Mnemosyne."
I ended the call and dialed Poseidon's number. He also picked up fast considering he was tired from last night's happenings.
"Wow, you're up early," bati niya.
"Last night's merchandise?" tanong ko.
"Retrieved."
"Good. The place?"
"Good as nothing happened."
Mahinang tumango ako. "Good. I assigned Mnemosyne to dig some more about Brusca."
