The Daughter Of The Raven

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Napabuntong hininga ako bago kunin ang aking nakapatay na telepono mula sa aking bulsa.

Pinatay ko iyon kanina habang naglalakad ako papuntang mall.

Pinakita ko sakinya ito pati na rin ang maliit na chip.

Bakas sa mukha niya ang pagkalito.

I sighed.
Then started explaining.

“This is a chip.” I pointed the small black chip.

“Both tracking and monitoring device.” I said looking straight in his eyes.

I saw a glimpse of curiosity on it.

I let out a heavy before explaining further.

“this small thing clones, my phone. All the files, ALL.
If someone calls or text me or any activity I do in my phone. It will also show and notify in their copy.”
I said, carefully.

I can still see confusion deep in his eyes.

“lawyer ka diba? Siguro naman na gets mo na yun.” I asked.

“yeah, yeah. Gets ko. Ang pinagtataka ko lang, malayong coincident lang na may nang hack sa phone mo at the same it may naganap na pamamaril.” Sabi niya.

Seryosong napatitig siya saakin.

“ I think someone really wants you dead.”  He declared.

“but why?” takang tanong niya ulit, kulang na lang makakita ako nang malaking question mark sa taas ng ulo niya.

“I think I know why.”  Seryosong sabi ko sa kaniya.

“siguro may pinatay ka no?” saad niya.

I got pissed, but I remained my serious face.

“for a lawyer, hindi mo  dapat sinabi yun. You need legal basis before you declare something or conclude something.
You can’t just accuse someone, alam mo yan.” Mataray na sabi ko sa kaniya.

“I know, I’m sorry.” Nagbaba siya ng tingin.

“pero bakit?”

“bat gusto ka nilang patayin?”tanong niya at ibinalik niyang muli akng kaniyang paningin saakin.

“I think it’s related to my father’s case.” Sabi ko nang may halong lungkot.

“he was murdered years ago. I was immediately sent to US for my own safety. Kami lang kase ni daddy ang naninirahan sa pilipinas, the rest, their in US.”

“while mourning, alone. I found out that my fathers case got dismissed, I don’t know why. Anger and sadness filled me that time.
At a very young age, I got depressed. I recovered after six or seven months? I guess.
Papa A. was the only one who cheered me, who cared for me, who took care of me.
Siya na din ang tumayong ama ko sa mga panahong nagdaan. Hanggang ngayon.
So I finally decided to resume my life, I studied hard, I studied self defence too.
Until I graduated, I worked for almost three years to earn money, for my plane tickets.
That’s why i am here, to find out what really happened.”

I saw sadness in his eyes.

I’m sorry. Tugon ko sa aking isipan.

It’s for your own good.

More information you know, more dangerous.

Lesser, the better.

“then, what can I do to help you?”  he said.