One thing for sure is, Eman Valeros is Satan’s son. Walang tinuturing na kaibigan ang taong ‘yun. Lahat ginagamit makakuha lang ng kapangyarihan. Tinanggal ko na ‘yung table napkin sa aking kandungan at nilagay ito sa gilid ng plato ko. “We’ll go to the headquarters after I talked with Fuente.”
Binaba ni Trevor ang hawak niyang baso. “Commander, you don’t have to do it.”
“That btch gotta pay what she owes me. Besides, we’ll just talk.”
“You think she’ll say who her boss is? That’s impossible.”
“I know. I know. Just a little scare and chitchat will make my bruised ego heal.”
He sighed. “Let’s revise your plan.”
“Boss!” suway ko. “Ano ba ‘to? Kung thesis ‘to baka bagsak na ako. Sabi mo kung anong magiging plano ko ayun na din magiging plano mo. Eh nakatatlong palit na tayo ng plano kanina pa sa home office mo. Katumbas na ‘yun ng redefense, major revision then minor revision. Hindi man lang ako naka-excellent, ‘ba ‘yan.”
“What if-“
“Promise!” putol ko sakanya sabay taas ng kanang kamay. “Ang planong ‘yun ang pinakamabait na plano sa mundong ibabaw patungkol sa paghuli sa kriminal. Poprotektahan natin ang baby brother mo. But, please, sumunod ka sa plano ko, ha? ‘Wag kang kikilos ng hindi ko alam at ganun din ako. Sasabihin mo sa akin kung anong nalalaman mo at ganun din ako,” pangako ko. “Partners?”
He gave me a wide smile I haven’t seen in a long time. “Partners. In love, in bed and in busting crime.”
I love this set-up.
“Let’s go upstairs. I have something to show you,” he said then snatched my hand.
“Something to show me? Is it your playroom? Christian Grey is that you?” loko ko sakanya pagkalabas ng dining area.
He chuckle. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, I’m not into BDSM.”
We entered his bedroom when we got upstairs. We both stand in front of a wall. The secret panel.
Tinulak niya ito at binuksan. Pumasok kami sa loob. A dimly lit room. Katulad ng dati, nakasabit pa din ang mga paintings niya sa pader. Nakita ko ulit ‘yung saxophone niya sa dulo ng kwarto.
Naglakad kami hanggang dulo. Sa kanang pader, lumapit siya sa panghuling painting. Maliit lang naman ito. Maybe 16-inch. Binuksan niya ito na parang medicine cabinet lang niya. Sa likod ng painting ay nakatago ang isang biometrics machine. Dinikit niya ang hinlalaki niya sa fingerprint scanner at napalakad ako paurong ng dahan dahang tumaas ‘yung pader sa harap ko.
What the fck!?
Dahan dahang umangat ‘yung pader, not your ordinary wall, at unti unti kong nakikita kung anong nasa loob nito.
Guns. Guns hanged on the wall. Pistols, revolvers, shotgun, rifles and carbines. Sa gitna ay malaking pabilog na brass table na may mga drawers.
Napataas ako ng isang kilay at hinarap si Trevor. He just stood there crossed arms, watching me, like a s.ex God he really is.
“What is the meaning of this?” I asked.
BINABASA MO ANG
Undercover Queen
Action[Book 2 of Undercover Chic] The Undercover Chic is a secretary no more. It won't be pen and gun anymore. Get ready to get hypnotized again. Because this time, we're talking about tiara and gun. Officer Yeo reporting for duty as an Undercover Queen.
