Intelligence Agency

Chapter 9

3rd August 2024

Block B, I-Soho, I-City, Shah Alam, Selangor - 10.00pm

It was quiet at the parking lot. Some of the streetlights kept flickering - losing power to shine the light as the pedestrians roams by. As time goes by, an unknown group began to move towards the hotel. Amongst the group is Shane wearing a white jacket which considers too suspicious. "What's gotten you riled up, Shane? Never seen you so pissed off on this bitch." One of the San Gangsa's thugs asked him as he looks at him with a smirk. "How can you tell that I'm pissed?" Shane responded gruntly to the thug. The thug points at Shane's temple and said, "Your veins popping out is way too fucking obvious." Shane looks away in disgust and scoffs, "Shut the fuck up and let's get this over with." One of the thugs gave a firm nod to the rest at the back. One raise his hand to signal the first wave to move in from the shadows. Along with them are the second wave of San Gangsa's men slowly walks around the apartment block, creating a blockade. The first wave waltz in quietly, slowly creeping up towards to the exact room where ChaCha lives with guns holstered.

While the operation is underway. Shane stood behind a stranger's car - pondering indignantly. He thought of himself, why? How could she turn my back on him? After everything he did for her, only to be stabbed in the back by her allied with this 'Wolf' guy. His nerves popped out again at his temples, trying to contain his anger of this treachery which was similar to what happened to him with his friends back at UMK. All he did was to give his proposal to everything, he helped everyone by asking a few people around, and even being trying to be nice to everyone. But all of them turn their backs on me, saying that he is just showing off his skills, his talents, saying that all that he wants is recognition. He then evoked Haqimi, one of his friends that was always kind to him other than Abu Zar. He always listened to his complaints whenever there is trouble. Until one day, he felt like Haqimi started to be so distant from him. Haqimi deflects every request of meeting him at his house whenever Shane wants to come, and even when making the video for his entrepreneur project Haqimi tries to stop him by calming him down and listen to everyone else's opinion or proposal. Shane thought, why should he listen to their opinion? he knows that they had other opinions and he knows that most of them will never work. Only his ideas worked perfectly and none can say it otherwise. In his thoughts, he damned Husna, damned Golinia, and damned all of those who despised of him of his intelligence and his great 'strategic thinking'.

Suddenly, a faint voice coming from the radio echoed from Shane's muffled hearing, "Everybody out now! The whole place's fucking rigged!!"

A sound of explosion came from the window one of the apartment rooms where a flame bursts out from it. Another explosions happened next to Shane as the ground floor of the parking lot started blowing up one by one like dominos falling to the floor. Shane, who is in the state of shock, dodged the incoming explosion with his ears ringing like crazy. With his vision became blurry, Shane tries to get up and looks to his surrounding. He vaguely sees numerous bodies laying on burning floor, bloods splattered at the wreckage of vehicles. Out of fear, he shook his head to have a clearer sight of his vision. In front of him, the same thug that talked to him walks straight to him. "Are you okay?" he asked. Shane slowly nods his head and questions, "What the fuck happened?" "Apperantly this ChaCha girl that you knew rigged to whole area to blow herself up.... She's smart, I give ya that. But too fucking dumb to cause a scene." said the thug. As Shane looks around, he expresses, "This isn't her doing. She's not this stupid enough to include civilian casulties. I know ChaCha, she never wanted innocent civvies to die like this. This has to be this Wolf guy. He rigged this place to make the police think that we did this. Otherwise, he wouldn't dragged her and the civvies into this mess." Shane turns his gaze to the thug. "Get in touch with Clyde. Tell him that we've settled one loose ends." The view of the disaster widens as the the debris of rubbled buildings and dead corpses laying down on the ground, craters formed that causes traffic on the streets, and the police lights along with the police sirens wailing at the backgound.