Indonesia's pov
"What the hell happened? Oh my God." I couldn't believe in my eyes. Denver and Moscow brought Arturo back from the roof, he was bleeding to death. They shot him. The police shot him.
"How this happened, what are we going to do?" I asked them. I panicked.
"We have to inform Professor. He was to know. He needs a surgery" Nairobi said to all of us and she was right.
"I will do it don't worry about that. Indonesia please I need a favor" Denver said to me with pleading eyes. He was shocked.
"Yeah what is it?"
"Can you please go and check Monica. I have left her alone for more than 3 hours, she hasn't eat or anything. They can't find her please, you're the only person I trust in here" he whispered to me and I understood how much he needed me and how wrong I was about this woman. It felt right to hear this from his lips.
"Yes I will, don't worry about that, I've got this"
"Thank you thank you so much."
"But are you going to be alright up here? You sure you don't want any help?" I asked him.
"Yes I'm sure just go"
And I did. Things were getting harder and harder.
I went downstairs to the basement were the big safe is. I put the code on to unlock it and to my surprise Monica was nowhere to be found.
"Fuck" I whispered.
Where the hell she went? This is just not the right time for games.
I closed the safe slowly and went downstairs, trying to think clearly where she might be?
Maybe she was hungry or thirsty, or she went to the toilet. She can't be somewhere else.
I thought that it would be wise to check the bathroom first.
I went inside in a completely silence in case someone else was there.
"Monica?" I whispered.
"Monica are you in here, it's me Indonesia" I whispered again, hoping to find her first, before anyone else does.
And suddenly I heard a sound like a vomit coming from the third door.
I went towards the door and knocked it two times before opened it,
"Oh my God" I whispered and grabbed Monica's hair to help her.
"What were you thinking? What if someone saw you?" I asked her and helped to stand up.
"I'm sorry I wasn't feeling really well" she said to me rubbing her stomach.
"Yeah pregnancy has these kind of stuff. But you hadn't eat anything though. You have to Monica. Come on let's go back." I said to her and put her close to me, so she won't fall.
We made our way safely to the basement, I opened the safe and helped her sit down on her blankets.
"How are you feeling ?" I asked her and gave her a sandwich.
"Better" she answered.
"Do you have children? You look young though." She asked me and I stopped for a second.
