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Deal




When the number is given, the end is served.

At sisiguraduhin n'yang wala ni isa tatlong kaharap n'ya ang mamatay bago s'ya.

Naputol lamang ang titigan nilang iyon ng makarinig sila ng magkakasunod na katok sa pinto.

"Come in." She said as she went back inside and went straight to her office table. Bumukas ang pinto at bumungad sa kanya si Nuebe.

"Supreme." Nuebe slightly bowed his head.

"I'm here to report." Nuebe, one of her Lieutenants said. Sinenyasan n'ya itong umupo sa visitor's chair sa harap ng kanyang  table. When he settled down he hesitated to speak. She stared at him blankly.

She reads people like an open book, and sometimes she really hates it.

They failed again.

"We lost track of Il Numero Silenzioso again." Tipid lamang s'yang tumango, ngunit unti-unting ding tumaas ang sulok ng kanyang mga labi.

Il Numero Silenzioso truly lives up to its name. The Silent Number. She said in her mind.

They truly lives up to their name that even her top Lieutenants can't keep track of them.

Interesting.

"Keep tracking their whereabouts." She quietly said. When she dismissed Nuebe, Tres went in. Seryosong at matalim ang mga mata.

"That d*mned m**herf**ker... We've been tracking their whereabouts for quite some time now."

"Since they can't track him, then I'll do it. Personally." Her voice calm and absolute. She leaned back slightly. Tres nodded once.

"Go, hit it, keep tracking. Don't miss even the tiniest details, even the faintest clues." Malamig na utos n'ya.

Since they can't do it, she'll do it. She's been investigating Il Numero Silenzioso for quite some time now. But Il Numero Silenzioso is not like the other organizations. They do not flaunt their power, they do not leave obvious marks.

They exist between the shadows, and no one knows exactly who they are, how they operates, or who leads them.

Even in the Ghost Valley, Il Numero Silenzioso is more myth than reality. But those who challenged Il Numero Silenzioso all disappeared. No bodies. No evidence. Just gone. Just death.

Interesting isn't it?

If they wouldn't show themselves on their own, then she'll force them to come out.

She grinned faintly.

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"How's it?" Umupo s'ya sa pang isahang sofa, tanging ang ilaw lamang na nagmumula sa computers ang nagbibigay liwanag sa silid na kinaroroonan nila.

"On it." Tres, without looking at her, he's busy on the computers again, different monitors in front of them, each monitor showed different part of the bar.

"7:59, they're on position." Tres said, she didn't reply, imbes ay pinanood lang n'ya ang mga nangyayari sa monitor. There she saw Syete, drinking like a regular customer on the bar, Nuebe and Sais, moved through shadows, silent and quick, and Dos is nowhere to be found.

"Move." Sambit n'ya kasabay ng pagpasok ni Wilfredo Gomez, the real Wilfredo Gomez, with his two personal guards.

Mula sa entrance ng bar ay pinagmasdan n'ya mula sa screen ang paglalakad ng mga ito papunta sa usual VIP room na inuukupa ng grupo ni Gomez.

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