Heartless Queen

Chapter Fourteen: Tres

Veronica Hawtale

"Will you please stop pacing around?" Inis na sita ni Selvia sa diyos ng kamalasan na kanina pa hindi mapakali sa iisang pwesto.

I silently thanked her for that because even though I'm really not paying attention on him, I can still see him through peripheral vision.

Imbes na makigulo sakanila ay inabala ko ang sarili ko sa pagtingin sa mga bagay-bagay dito sa loob ng bahay ni... oh bloody hell I can't recall her name.

I think it was Akesha? Ayesha? Keshya? Oh fuck it! I'll just call her barbie since she definitely look like one.

I just find everything in her pad, weird and unproportioned and messy and totally trash. Sa dami ng computers slash monitors dito sa loob and not to mention spare parts and other electrical stuffs, mapagkakamalang junk shop ang kwarto nya.

"Do you even laugh?" Puno ng pagtatakang tanong ni Kyo as he stare at me like I'm a freakin specimen.

Yes, well I do. Especially when I torture someone I really hate and then they start begging for their worthless lives. Yes, I do laugh.

Pero syempre hindi ko yun sinagot because it would just trigger their curiosity towards me more.

"Why are you staring at these heads? Hindi ka ba naweiweirduhan? Sinong matinong tao ng magcocollect ng mga ulo ng hayop?" Puna nanaman nya. I somehow can understand what he was doing, he's trying to make me spill informations about me using indirect questions.

Oh If only you knew.

"I also collect animal heads." Walang pakealam na sabi ko bago naglakad papunta sa couch at umupo na lang dun.

"Hey guys! I hacked all nearby CCTV cameras in the area and found these three black cars in the neighborhood." Pasigaw na inporma ni Alisha habang nakatingin sa screen ng laptop nya. Akmang tatayo na ako mula sa kinauupuan ko ng bigla kaming may narinig na tunog ng kahoy na nasira at malakas na pagbagsak, which turned out to that Kyo guy.

So basically, he's stupid enough to notice na sira ang isang paa ng upuang inupuan nya causing for it to break and him, to fall on the ground.

I smirked bago tuluyang tumayo at naglakad papunta kay tech girl ignoring his grunts of pain and plea for help. He fell on his own, he stands on his own. Hindi namin kasalanan na tatanga-tanga sya.

I stood behind techy girl and watched the CCTV footage that's currently playing on her laptop.

The video was somehow pixelated kaya hindi masyadong naaaninag ang plate number ng kotse, but I did notice a certain sticker on one of the car's bumper.

"Move." Maawtoridad na sabi ko na agad namang ikinaalis ni Techy girl sa pwesto nya. I sat on her spot instead and began typing codes to track the damn car. They probably avoided street cameras but purposely left some images to make a joke out of us.

They thought these folks won't be able to find them,

But not on my watch.

These motherf*ckers are pretty predictable.

I zoomed in the sticker I saw on one of the car's bumper and began connecting the image on the satellite's data base. The satellite we're connected to has access on almost everything dahil konektado din sila sa isang surveilance company na nagmamanufacture ng black boxes para sa mga kotse ng mga tao sa underground society.