Part 13

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Indonesia's pov

After my conversation with Denver i went upstairs in the office where Berlin needed me. I saw Rio walking down the hall with his hands on his stomach. He was walking slowly and looked like he was in pain.

I knocked it off, i will talk to him later.

I went inside of the office, Berlin was sitting on the desk and Alisson Parker in the chair beside him.

She was crying.

"What the hell is going on here?" i asked him.

He stood up and walked over to Alisson and caressed her head.

"Our little lamb over here, thinks she is smart enough to trick us"

"Why, what did she do?" i asked him. I was so curious.

"I tried to help her make that stupid video for the nude picture she had posted online and she opened her god damn phone, and guess what? The police found out"

"But wait a second who was looking after her?" This is insane, we are totally screwed up.

"Rio was supposed to look after her but i don't know what happened to him, he imagined Tokyo naked and maybe that distracted him, i don't know but it happened" he said to me laughing.

"Wait.. that's why Rio was a fucking mess? Jesus Berlin what did you do to him?"

"He should have known that we are in a heist and everyone should be concetrate in their job" he answered me.

"Yeah but bitting the shit out of him it's not an option you know... You are nuts" i yelled at him.

"Yeah whatever, stay here, i'll be back in a few minutes. Look after her and try not to be so useless like Rio" he said to be and left.

Fucking idiot.

Denver's pov

I went upstairs to give the pills to the hostages. Two police officers brought them about 20 minutes ago.

I was holding in my hand the abortion pill.

Man this is not right.

I went in the salon and saw four woman sitting there. Oslo was with them.

"I brought your pills. I'm going to leave them on the table, and you can take what's yours." i said to them and put the bag on the table. They all stood up with a bottle of water in their hands.

"You must be Monica" i asked a young woman with blonde curly hair.

She nodded her head.

"Can you follow me for a second please?"

We went outside in the main hall and i took a cigarette out.

"Look it's not my bussiness but i heard that you are the one who asked for the abortion pill." i said to her and she crossed her arms.

"I don't think that this is a good idea, I mean , do you think that your kid is going to fuck up your life? You are wrong, kids are the only human beings that can bring joy in your life. If you taught them how to love, if you protect them, if you care about them, they won't fuck up your life. This is fucking your life" i said to her pointing at my gun.

"And what do you know about a fucked up life?" she asked me with an angry tone in her voice.

"Oh trust me i know enough. You see, i was born with a fucked up life. My mother almost made an abortion, but she couldn't make it and that's when i was born between drugs and jail. You don't remind me of my mother though , otherwise you seem like a loving person who wants a kid."

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