CHAPTER 4 Red Cloth

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                   The bus stopped and the unknown guy stand up and picked a piece of paper from his pocket. He put it in Cyril's hand and walk out of the bus. Cyril look at the paper and read it.

'Lucas

Phone number:09301289981'

'Lucas' she thought. 'His name was familiar'. The bus stopped again. Cyril stand up and walk out of the bus. She crossed the street and entered in the nice building in front.

Time flew fast and work was just nice for Cyril. It's a tough job being a part of the strategy department but for Cyril it was an honour. She became friends with her clumsy boss and weak supervisor, Mr . Lee . Her boss' real name was Mark Lee. They were both in the same age. Mr . Lee wears a pair of eyeglasses, he has a pale and thin body.

It was 5:30 in the afternoon when Cyril end her work and walk out of the company to go home. Suddenly a luxurious car stopped in front of her. It was her boss, Mr . Lee.

"Cyril are you going home already?", he asked Cyril.

"Yes sir", Cyril answered

"I'll take you home. Let's go".

"B-but sir...".

"Aisht. Let's go!".

                   At the end Mr . Lee succeed persuading Cyril. Cyril sat in the passenger while Mr . Lee started driving. When they reach Cyril's house, Mr . Lee was shocked.

"Cyril, we are neighbours!", he shouted with joy.

"eh, really sir?"

"Yes! I'm just living next door. At the left side of your house."

"well, that's nice sir", Cyril beamed.

"I going now Cyril, good night."

Mr . Lee left Cyril in front of her house. Then she felt someone watching her, she turned around but saw no one. 'weird' she thought. She felt anxious so she hurriedly open the door of her house and went inside.

"Yoroung!", she called Yoroung but no one answered.

'Where is she?' she thought being more anxious.

Cyril hurriedly went up stair and opened her room. Her knees weakened at the sight she saw. She saw Yoroung agonizing on the ground. Pain was written on Yoroung's face. She come closer and kneeled beside Yoroung.

"Y-Yoroung, w-what happened?", Cyril asked.

"T-the...m-man in...r-red jacket...", she painfully said.

Cyril heart beat fastened. Her hands are sweating and trembling. She looked around anxiously and saw the right window opened. She ran at the window. She looked outside, street lights gave little light on the street and there's so many cars outside. She looked down and saw a red cloth on the ground. Blood came rushing through her body and she immediately closed the window. She leaned on the wall, she was trembling with fear. She took the paper that Lucas gave to her. 'Maybe he really know something' she thought. She immediately dialled Lucas number on her phone. The phone rang twice till Lucas pick up.

"Hello? L-Lucas?"

"Yes?", the man at the other line asked.

"I-I'm the girl you met at the bus...I-I...want to talk to you...can we meet up?"

"5:40 pm at the café near your house."

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