I was busy looking through the window while watching the busy streets of Mitte, Berlin when my instinct decided to disturb my trance.
The familiar feeling of being watch is evident causing me to reach for my gun that is tuck in my waist band and put it into automatic firing mode.
"Fernand?" Suzzane called out to me "What's wrong?"
"I think we're being watched and followed" mahinang litanya ko without sparing her a glance.
Maya't maya pa ay narinig ko ang pagkasa ng baril kaya naman napalingon ako sa kanya.
She's now armed with a gladiator in her left hand while holding her suitcase on the other one.
"Are you done packing?"
"Oo"
"Let's go then"
She tuck the gun in her waist band as we get out of her hotel room. Kinuha ko ang kanyang bagahe at pumasok kami sa elevator.
After the compartment closes, I press all the floor numbers so that no one will ride with us and we'll be on the lobby faster.
"Wag kang lalayo sa akin" mahina kong aniya.
I don't know why, but the urge to protect this woman suddenly envelopes me and I'd say it's strange.
"You're senses are scary" she commented quietly beside me causing me to look at her.
She really looks so small in my clothes, I'm not complaining though because she's kind of cute.
"Says the one who tracked me down without me noticing"
"You have a point"
"Of course, I do, Suzzane. I always do"
She gave me an eyeroll and it surprised me that I didn't get annoyed or irritated at all.
I'm going insane.
The elevator dinged and I cautiously stepped out first to make sure that no one's going to shoot us out of nowhere. I motion the woman with me that the area is clear and we both march back to my car.
"My car isn't bulletproof" I said out of realization.
My purpose here in Germany is to relax, not to do some dangerous stuff that's why I only purchased a regular vehicle.
Now I know why my other brother, Alexander Guttierez, chose to have an armored Mercedes Benz as a daily mode of transportation even if he's not dealing with any crazy bastards.
Life will really surprise people in any way it can.
"Let's hope that there's going to be no car chase and shooting"
"We're not in an action movie, you know"
"But we're dealing with a secret service agency, everything is possible"
"If there's an ambush, let me do the driving and I'll leave the shooting to you"
I started the engine and drive.
"Aye aye, Mister Smart-ass assassin"
I glare at her for calling me names but its nice to be like this espcially if she's going to be under my nose for only God knows how long.
"You seem to be confident with your driving skills"
"What can I say? I have enough fun with my brothers when we were teens"
"Mind if you share it?"
"Why should I? I barely know you"
Its supposed to sound as a joke but my damn voice failed me and now, the woman look so down.
BINABASA MO ANG
Cold Blood
RomanceBlood. Guns. Knives. Deceit. Lies. Death. Betrayal. He's used to that kind of life.