MURDER GAME

Chapter 38

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The door smashed open and boots made a loud sound as someone was coming right to where Sebastian was, hiding Ida's face in his neck with a gun in his other hand.

The steps stopped and he assumed that the intruder was right behind the corner. His heart pounded so loud that everyone could hear it clearly. Sebastian slowly let go of Ida and almost without a sound straitened and leveled the gun point where someone's head would normally be.

Second passed and that seemed like eternity. As soon as the intruder stepped one more time Sebastian leaned his gun to the person's head. He furrowed in surprise, "Milan? What the fuck are you doing here?" He shook his head and turned to see Ida, "Please don't tell me that he knew too?"

"He didn't." She assured him.

"What are you doing here?" Milan was looking straight at Derek's eyes and in a blink of an eye he threw himself at him and got him pinned at the wooden floor. "You piece of shit will be locked in the jail as long as I'm alive!"

"Wait, wait... let him go... I know that these words coming from me sound weird, but I will explain."

Milan stared at Sebastian's eyes blankly. "What's going on here?" He gave one last look at the helpless Derek and decided to do as Sebastian says.

"First of all... This is Ida... my wife. And don't ask me right now anything about that because I'm confused too but... Derek actually helped and believe it or not he is somehow on, I won't say good, but not that bad side in this story."

Milan stared at Sebastian almost the same as Sebastian stared at Ida and Derek. Something like that you can't hear every day and it's absolutely confusing and frustrating. "I'm glad to meet you, Ida. Actually, I never thought I would until Sebastian flew off to Bergen. When I was rewatching the tapes from Derek's motel room, I noticed three darts that you pulled from that safe. And then I started wondering if there was any personal connection between these darts and you... and when I thought that through it just came to me that scene from the Duke of York where you were all weird about playing darts." Milan shrugged, "And as you know Seb... I like to read records about my partners in crime. I figured you are coming here for a reason. Yet, there was a big chance that you were just coming here to be alone and to think about your late wife. But I had to give it a try and come here to check it up."

Ida shifted her gaze to Sebastian as a reaction on the last part of Milan's story. Her subtle frown was filled with sadness and pain.

"Now, we had a preposition for you two..." Derek said, massaging his neck from where Milan's grip was.

"What if you two became new agents in the service? You seem like a pretty good team and now as I am going to reincarnate and get back to the service everybody will know about me and I won't be able to work undercover anymore."

Sebastian blinked confused at Ida and then at Milan, waiting for something to happen. But they all just awkwardly stared at each other. So he sighed and crossed his arms at his chests. "And why do you think we would actually do that?"

"Because both of you love a little bit of adventure!" Ida said, "I have all sorts of information about your little teamwork." She got up from the floor to stretch her long legs. "Also, I know that some people started a movement in Scotland Yard... so Milan wouldn't be at that position for so long..."