PETRICHOR

Chapter 2: 657

SIX YEARS AGO.

“You sure know how to play your cards, Mr. Bernabe.” Rei stated, tilting her head to see the fifty-six-year-old man fixing his black feroda.

The man smiled placing both of his hands on his back, “Glad you appreciate that, Ms. Severrein.” then he walked back to the table. 

“Tell me,” he said brushing his hands over the tools placed on the table. “How much do you think your eyes cost?”

Rei slyly smiled. "I would suggest you donate it," she looked at one of Bernabe's bodyguards, "After all, I know you've been donating organs to Asianar Hospital."

Bernabe turned his back to her, "I mean in an illegal way." she added.

With that, the middle-aged man became serious. He took one plier from the table where different carpentry tools are placed. There were shovels, different types of hammers, electric drills, palm slander, knives, different types of saws, twist bits, and screwdrivers.

One of Bernabe's bodyguards with a masculine body hold her face and forced her to open her mouth. Rei's eyes remained cold as Bernabe walks forward with one plier in his right hand.

"Ms. Severrein, what I hate the most in this world is a person who cares a lot." he reached for her cheek and touch it passionately. From her forehead, wiping the small sweat on it, to her neck, the gesture almost made her puke.

"I don't even care that much about society, you know? But I do care about people like you."

"People like me?"

"Genius and successful. So, I did some research," she spoke forcefully.

Bernabe then swayed his left hand up to his bodyguard, so, the other man took his hands off Rei which makes it easier for her to show a disgusted look, "Your hand smells rotten, fuck you." She said to the man who dares to hold her face. 

The man's face looked curious as he reached his right hand to smell it. 

Bernabe backed off three steps and laughed, "Ha ha ha. Pretty tell, then." The other guard from Rei's left side took a chair and the middle-aged man sit there. "After all, you're one of the Severreins."

May isang lalaki pang nasa likod ng matanda, isa sa kanan ni Rei na siyang may pinaka-malaking katawan at isa sa kaliwa niya. Ang lahat ay naka-suot ng itim na damit at pawang matitikas ang tindig. 

They're on the top floor of Bernabe's abandoned three-story house. She's been kidnapped for half an hour-long now. Her hands were tied up as well as her feet in a wooden chair which is placed at the edge of a hole at her back. The hole was pitch black, it was big enough for three people to fit in and there was a grinding sound coming out of it. So, if you were pushed down, you'll be ground like a lump of meat. It was an execution thing. 

"You're the one who kidnapped Mr. Ahrson," Rei stated in a flat tone.

Halata sa tawa nito ang edad, "Well, I didn't just kidnap him, I am also the one who staged his accident." Bernabe replied with a mocking smile emphasizing the word 'accident'.

Rei secretly smiled, she was only guessing. Although she knew he was behind all of these incidents she can't prove it as there was no evidence pointing to him. 

She acted a little surprised, "You're the one who killed him?" 

Bernabe raised his head with confidence, "He is quite humane. I can't say that I blame him. When I was young I used to be just like him, full of love for everyone even though they treat me like crap. That is why I find it annoying. He'll just turn out like me, and that will be a problem. Everyone will be happy with the choice. Do you not agree?"