Swan of Endless Feathers (Book 1 of Swan Trilogy)

Chapter 80

Chapter 80

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Charlotte

"They have been kidnapped! Goddamn it!"

"I'm sorry, miss. If you can't tell us their names, you need to send us the address instead."

Binabaan ko na ng tawag ang pulisya. Naglakas loob pa talaga akong humingi ng tulong sa kanila kahit ako mismo ay naging kriminal na sa bansang ito katulad ng Hansens.

I tried to convince them through a call, hindi naman nila ako makikilala kung tinawag ko sila pero hindi rin ito gumana.

All I could do is let them know their home address and see the wreckage of their house, in some way, it would give them the motivation to help and find the Hansens once they saw the aftermath.

It took me a while to get back to where we started and to where it all ended. The place that made me feel at home and now it's gone.

Bumalik ako sa kanilang bahay na halos puno ng mga butas mula sa pamamaril ng mga gunmen sa amin at makalat na pira-pirasong bagay na nasira nito.

I glanced back and forth down the streets with empty houses, most of them are out on the holidays and the rest are too far away to even hear me scream from here.

Kinuha ko ang bisikleta na naiwan sa garahe. Thankfully, hindi pa ito nasira. Hinigit ko ito palabas sa magulong garahe nila hanggang sa nakarating ako sa gilid ng lansangan.

Nilingon ko ulit ang bahay nila. Kumikirot ang puso ko habang tinitingnan ito. Even though it wasn't my home, it felt like I grew up in this place.

I shook my head. It's not the time to feel sad. I still have to find these Hansen boys and bring them back.

But I can't wait forever for the police to come. I need to take matters in to my own hands.

Mabilis ang akin pagpadyak na halos sumakit na ang binti ko at hiningal ang akin baga. I've never rode a bicycle this fast in my entire life. It felt like I'm on a race against time, to beat it before the Hansens disappears.

Nakarating ako sa Detour Lane, the same old neighborhood with broken sidewalks and street lamps, broken families, and houses on the verge of collapsing. The condition here didn't improved the last time we went here. It keeps getting worse.

Huminto ako sa harap ng warehouse kung saan ang base ng Detour Kidz, ang mga gangsters na maaaring tulungan ako o hindi.

Bago pa ko makapasok, may humarang sa harapan ko na mga thugs o bantay ng kanilang fence gate. Malaki ang katawan nila at braso na nakahalukipkip.

Hindi ako nagpatinag sa kanilang intimidasyon kahit gaano pa kalaki ang katawan nila.

"State your business." One of the guards commanded.

"I'm here for Timothy Spike."

"Oh, it's the girl." Napalingon ako sa nagsalita.

It's Cris, the mechanic girl with an undercut. She's fixing a motorbike outside of the warehouse with her crew so she immediately spotted me outside the fence.

She dropped her tools on a box, wiped her greasy dirty hands on a ragged cloth, then she walked towards me.

Cris is wearing an overalls with smudges of black grease from the motorbike. She crossed her arms between her chest when she stopped right in front of me.