CHAPTER-THREE (ɪɪ)

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C H A P T E R - 3

TOLERATION:

We returned to the workplace, horrified by what that person had announced.

The workplace is splattered with blood, and it says on the wall, "You should be careful, next time, you'll be next."

We can barely see the Lieutenant's scarlet blood while he is dead, sitting on the chair with a hole in his head, but he appears to have been seriously injured before being shot because of the bruises.

Look at his faces, hands, and feet; I'm sure he has more inside of him. I may not know what happened or why this filthy killer killed him, but I will ensure that he goes to hell.

I still don't.

Is this the president? He appears to be out of his element since earlier, or possibly since before — reading his expression would reveal all; when I read that, I know he was misled, but by whom?

Who are his spies? Who did the killing? To whom was he manipulated?

I grabbed Catherine's hand as she closed her fist; she literally wanted to pound the wall, so I did.

I threw Harvey a look just after I held Catherine's hand because I knew what was going to happen next; Catherine would undoubtedly exact revenge and finish the case, but we needed to save the survivors first.

I can't say that the killer would be Churan because I have no proof to prove it "Who the fuck killed him?!" Aria asked arrogantly as Harvey touched her shoulder as a comfort.

"Calm down. Calm down." I commanded to Catherine.

She took me out and she even slammed the door. 

"Churan is part of the killer. But, hindi siya ang pumatay sa kaniya." Sabi nito.

Nararamdaman ko na halo-halo ang kaniyang emosyon sa oras na 'to. Kaba, takot at galit, ngunit saan ba niya talaga ito ilalagay? Saan ba talaga siya makakaba? Matatakot? At magagalit? Ewan.

"Paano mo masasabi na parte siya sa kriminal?" Paniguradong tanong ko sa kaniya sabay tinanggal ang kamay ko mula sa kaniyang kamay.

Marahang lumakad siya sa harapan ko samantalang kinakagat ang daliri niya at nag-iisip at natataranta nito.

Hindi siya makasagot sa akin at alam kong meron siyang tinatago sa akin na hindi niya masasabi bagaman wala akong pake kung hindi niya kayang sasabihin sa akin ngunit gusto ko lang na siguraduhin niya tungkol sa sinabi niya.

Hindi din na hindi ako naniniwala sa kaniya ngunit sana mag-ingat siya sa sasabihin niya baka nandito ang kriminal at nagpapanggap na inosente.

Napapunta narin ang Presidente na ni hindi kami tiningnan kundi dumiretso ito pumasok sa office na nag seryoso ang mukha, ganito ba siya talaga sa ganitong oras?

Pumasok narin kami at ang unang bungad namin mula sa kaniya. . .

"As the President, I know that you all are startled and feel sorrow to know that he's now dead. But, I want you to continue your mission, save the survivors." Tama ba ang narinig ko?

Bago ko lang narinig na sinabi niya iyon, tila hindi siya takot sa kung ako mang mangyari sa susunod.

Lumabas siya agad kaya sumunod ako sa kaniya "President. President." Tawag ko at lumingon siya sa akin.

"Aren't you afraid who'll next?" I asked, curiosity hits me.

Instead that he'll answer me, he just gave a smirked. I don't understand, why did he smirked though?

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