At night, on the same day when Deva arrived at the place, there was an unusual commotion at the Velazquez family residence. The place divided into three section; West house, south house, and east house. The west is the family residence, currently owned by Ricardo Velazquez, the young heir and next-to-come head of Velazquez family.The south house is the actual main branch of Velazquez family, usually for the actual head of the clan and the senior member. The east side is the all-function large building, from cargo warehouse, vehicle and weapon storage, to lodge for the staffs, guards, and their illegal slaves...
On the west house, a black veiled man converse with a brunette man about their plan, meanwhile everyone else are busy out there preparing the preparation. It's quite of a commotion on the whole house since Velazquez family actually lend their full support to a mysterious so-called acquaintance of Ricardo.
Right now, both of them is on the living room on the second floor of the house, waiting for the preparation to be done with a coffee.
"It's quite of a scene out there. I do ask your support, but I don't expect you to bring so much force." Deva turn to the tall windows, which reflect the car light passing out the road in front of the house.
Ricardo chuckle softly. "It's only natural. I maybe didn't had the full control over my family, but to an extent, I still had lots of resource in my hand. Plus... You know that my father is a fanatic believer of Baal, right?" He smirked at Deva, which only could reply with a short "heh."
"You're always so opportunist, Ricardo ... But don't expect me to actually let your father obtain Baal's power." Deva take a short pause as he turn to his cup of warm coffee on the table. He close his eyes and with his both hand, he slowly take down his veil, revealing black mark of what looks like a tattoo of shadow-like tendrils creeping from his neck, from the back of his head, to his cheek and chin. He grin wide before taking the coffee and drink it.
"Not like you're not, Deva... Don't worry, my father is only a pawn that I'll kill someday. And talking about that, are you still searching a way to revert back the curse? I heard it will kill the victim slowly." Ricardo drink his coffee too, asking regarding the man's life, but without even a slight hint of sympathy in his tone.
Deva touch his cheek with his fingers. "I had no plan for that. This curse is my own invention, and it won't kill me. After all, we all will die someday.... But not until I throw him to hell, and then tainted this world in black. Black, like my hatred." His usually-dull eyes show hint of burning rage.
He close his eyes, then drank the whole coffee whole. After that, he quickly put back his veil. He don't care much about his appearance, but he didn't had the need to show the cursed mark to everybody out there. He need to conceal his emotion and keep him stable, neutral at all time. Well, it's easy for him since he already lost his human heart long ago.
"Isn't it about time?" He speak after he fixed his veil. Ricardo nod and sip the coffee and leave the rest on the table. "Yes. We better start the plan from now." He stand up and heading to the door, followed by the veiled one. They walk down from the second floor to the ground floor, where many armed agents in black formal suit was waiting for their master.
"Alright guys, empty the house! Bring out all your favorite weapons and go to the meeting point, according to your assigned division!" Ricardo shout out, command his underlings as he walk pass the hall into the front door. Soon the agents start pouring out, getting their own cars ready. Ricardo and Deva simply jump into one random car. "Take us to the east house." The brunette speak to the driver.
As the cars start going, one car deviate from the others that are heading outside, and instead heading to the east. The two jump down, then the cars goes back to its original route. The east house looks rather dark and gloomy, and instead of house, it's a mix of large warehouse, shabby lodge for the staffs, and a tall towering house. The two turn right and take a small path that lead into the back of the house, that is the towering house. It's a five stories building with three windows at each floor.
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Crossing Illusion: Reflection (Book 1) #Wattys2017
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