The Assassin

Chapter Fifteen

ꨄ︎LLOYDꨄ︎

"What the fuck do you mean na nakatakas si Michael Villajuan!?" I asked.

"That's what our security told me, Master." Ani naman ni Jericho habang

"Did you already check it?"

"Yes Master, pinasok talaga ang facility kung saan siya nakakulong." He reported.

"It's like Leighton saved him this time, huh.." I muttered at saka sumandal sa kinauupuan ko. "How about tracking my brother? may balita na ba?" Tanong ko ulit.

"Wala pa rin po hanggang ngayon, Master." He answered and I let out a sigh.

"I think kailangan na natin humingi ng tulong." I said.

"Tulong? kanino naman Master?"

"I don't know...anyone who can use a more modern equipments than our tracking team." I muttered at saka tumingin sa labas. "I need to pull some strings para magawa ko iyon." I added.

Mayamaya lang ay huminto na ang kotse na sinasakyan ko sa harap ng isang magarang mansyon. Right, I almost forgot.

I was invited into a meeting with other heads of the family and I don't know why they are doing that.

I mean, nagpa-plastikan lang naman ang mga iyon.

Hindi dapat ako pupunta but Mama adviced me to go, para daw 'makita' ko kung sino ang mga potensyal na makakalaban ko sa membership.

Nang makapasok naman ako sa building, may sumalubong sa akin na babae.

"It was nice to see you here Lloyd!" Bati nito.

She is Imelda Phillips, head ng Phillips family. The one who organized the party.

"Thank you for inviting me." I said in a courteous way.

"Oh please enjoy the party, okay?" She asked at tumango naman ako, later on, she excused herself at pumunta sa isang grupo ng mga head na nagu-usap.

I looked around and a smirk crept into my face.

Now I know why she organized a party, she is showing-off her wealth to the other heads.

A potential enemy indeed.

"Ayo! my man! what's good!?" Tumingin naman ako sa nagsalita and it was Oscar together with Casey.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked at saka lumapit sa kanila.

"Oh dear, I'm famous that's why." Casey boasted and flipped his imaginary long hair.

"And I'm rich, that's why." Oscar answered and I rolled my eyes.

"Right." I muttered.

"Anywho, where is Miss Mikhail?" Oscar asked at napahinto naman ako, nakita naman ni Casey ang reaksyon ko at kaagad na hinampas niya ito sa ulo. "What the---what was that for!?" Inis na tanong ni Oscar.

"Can't you tell? Mikhail is not here anymore."

"OMG, patay na siya!?"

And with that, nakatanggap na naman siya ng isa pang hampas sa ulo.

"Alam mo, try mo kayang gamitin yang pera mo para bumili ng common sense." Casey retorted.

"Guys, stop this nonsense. Nakakahiya." I mumbled.

Lumapit naman sa amin si Jericho na may dalang tray at sa tray ay may tatlong baso ng champagne. Kumuha naman ako ng isa and I stared at it.

"What's the problem?" Casey asked ng makita ang pagtitig ko sa baso.