-ZEENA SANDERS -
Mataba. Mahaba ang balbas na parang hindi nag-ahit ng kalahating taon ngunit maayos ang pagkakaayos ng kanyang buhok. Maputla ang balat at makakapal ang labi. Mapupungay ang kanyang mga maiitim na mata.
Indifference- the only thing I saw from his eyes. He didn't say any single word since we entered in this interrogation room. Nakangisi lang siya ngunit ang mata niya ay puno ng misteryo.
"Director Nepomuceno, inuulit ko, why did you attempt to kill Elory Esperon?"
Nauubos na ang pasensya ko. Kung p'wede lang suntukin ang mukha niya, ginawa ko na. I hate waiting for something that doesn't have a progress. Sinasayang niya ang pagpunta ko rito. I clenched my fists to refrain from punching his fat-crooked face. Minsan napipikon na rin ako.
"You know who killed Sofia Reyes right?" Wala pa rin siyang kibo, tila nang-aasar. "Alam kong alam mo na magkaibigan silang dalawa ni Elory Esperon, sabihin mo, sino ang utak?"
Ngumisi siyang muli.
Unti-unti kong ikinuyom ang aking mga kamao na nakapatong sa mesa.
Damn it! Ang sarap supalpalin ang mukha niya. Naalala ko tuloy sa kanya si Professor Audra, parang bumabalik ang galit na nararamdaman ko sa mga katulad niya.
Nagpalinga-linga ito sa paligid bago tumigil ang kanyang titig sa akin. Tumaas muli ang sulok ng kanyang labi. "May I have some coffee? I really miss caffein."
Bumagsak ang aking balikat sa kanyang sinabi. Little by little, he's getting into my nerves. Noong nagpaulan yata si Satanas ng kademonyohan, nasa labas siya.
"I'm not playing with you Mr. Nepomuceno," I responded in a chilly tone.
He let out a sardonic laugh. "I can see how impatient you are as a person Ms. Detective. You can't probably stay longer in this field wearing that attitude. Feeling the boils coming from your eyes is quite interesting though. It boost my inner appetite as a man."
I gritted my teeth to suppress my anger. Foul words being thrown towards my face awakens the devil inside me. Kapag hindi ko napigilan ang galit ko, baka mawalan ako ng pagkakataong malaman ang katotohanan. I wanted to smash the grin from his face.
"Oww, you're burning with hatred. If looks could kill, I'm now resting in peace," he said with an ironic smile.
"Fine," I said dismissively, "magmatigas ka hanggang kaya mo, pero sinisigurado ko sayo na hinding-hindi ka makakalabas dito. Alam mo naman ang patakaran ng Raven Conspiracy 'di ba?"
Unti-unting nawala ang ngisi sa kanyang labi, napalitan ito ng misteryoso niyang awra kanina.
Got you!
Kung sa tingin niya susuko na lang ako basta-basta, nagkakamali siya. Some of my colleagues died because of his group. Hindi ko palalagpasin ang pagkakataon.
"You'll die wether you will talk or not," I stated, looking sternly in his eyes, "sa Raven Conspiracy, oras na mahuli ang isa sa mga kasama nila, mamamatay ito kahit anong mangyari, tama?"
I've researched some of the files given by Limuel. I know that all members of RC caught by the police are subjected to die.
"Bakit hindi mo na lang gamitin ang natitirang araw mo para ibunyag ang katotohanan? Kung mamatay ka man, atleast you've done something worth to die for?"
"Do you think manipulating me could help you?" he coldly stated. His voice is deep, with authority and firm. Sa wakas, nagsalita na rin siya.
"I'm not manipulating you."
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