🌷....LITTLE PINKY ....
We both finally arrived at the mafia boss's backyard.
I remembered my boss assigned me to this place to look around, see any information
I, no.Me and Mr. Pie needed for our organization.
For the safety of the People.
Although Mr. Pie and I haven't met before.
But once I knew his reliable enough.
He'll be a Great use for our task in hand.
I looked at the corner and found four tough bodyguard's staying up in this hour to
Guard.My thoughts quickly went to halt when Mr. Pie was crawling in the ground and going slowly towards the enemies!
"Hey..! What are you doing?"
I whispered.
Hoping the bodyguard didn't heard me.
they were too emerge to their laughable conversation.
Too busy to hear me.
That was close..
Maybe I really do need James to make me
A device for my ears to communicate with the others.He was too engrossed in his mission, crawling towards the enemies with a single-minded focus.
"Of course, this stubborn Pie won't listen to me."
I mumbled in frustration.
Perhaps if I managed to get to him, I could give him a lesson or two, maybe even a hard hit.
But now wasn't the time.
I looked at the corner, scanning the area, and saw him hiding behind a thick bush.
Brilliant! I hadn't even thought of that.
I really did underestimate him.
But Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
Wait... where is he? I frantically scanned the area, my eyes darting back and forth, searching for any sign of him.
The air seemed to crackle with tension, the silence punctuated by the rhythmic thudding of my heart.
He couldn't have vanished into thin air.
Could he?
My mind raced, trying to make sense of the situation.
Had he been spotted? Had he been captured? Or had he simply found a better hiding spot, a more strategic position from which to observe the enemies?
I needed to find him, to understand his plan, to ensure his safety.
But the silence was deafening, the only sound the rustling of the leaves in the gentle breeze.
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The Dance of Fire and Wine
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