Lethal Numbers Series 1: Four, the Number of Affection

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"And... they call her... Four." His eyes darken.

"Four?" His voice sound cold and heavy.

"Nothing unusual, all the records matches." Xane trailed.

But he wasn't convinced.

"Send me the details." He ended the call, his expression remained blank. People with spotless record never fails to make him suspicious.

The files came in after a minute. He scrolled through the files. Birth records, school certificates, old photos, and medical records.

"Four..." Nothing unusual. Nothing to question... Malinis and record ng dalaga. He leaned back in his swivel chair, at bahagya iyong pinaatras.

Dumapo ang mga mata n'ya sa picture ng dalaga roon, Four... Fourien Hererra, the same angelic face he saw earlier, the same innocent eyes.

His fingers tapped against his table again.

People like her don't just appear without reason.

"Come out."

"Boss.." Xade came in from the window again.

"Follow that woman." Kalmadong utos n'ya rito.

"That woman? Yung kasama ni sir Tristan kanina? What's suspicious about her? Mukha s'yang pusa-" Xade bit his lower lip para pigilan ang sariling magsalita pa dahil sumasama na naman ang timpla n'ya sa kadaldalan nito.

Nginitiang aso s'ya ng binata't nagkamot ng batok.

"Copy, boss!" Xade gave him a playful two-finger salute, and walked away.

He leaned over his table, both hands resting on the polished wood.

"Fourien Hererra." His eyes turned deadly, clean things usually hides dirty truths.

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Xade's pov

"'Toy! 'Toy! Ano bang ginagawa mo riyan! Buhatin mo na 'to! Yun pa oh!"

'Toy? Does he f*cking look like a Totoy? Takte naman oh!

"Idedeliver na 'to eh!" He wanted to talk back, but then... he just remembered that he's on a mission. He stood up, stretched his neck, and arms before going back to work.

Kanina pa s'ya nagbubuhat ng mga nakakartong groceries, alas nuebe pa s'ya nakatimbre roon, mag aalas dies na at wala pa ang dalagang l- yeah... that woman...

He lifted the box from the truck with ease, carried it into the store, then returned for another.

He rolled his old farmer's jacket to his elbow, pinunas n'ya rin ang pawis sa mukha n'ya gamit ang towel na nakasampay sa leeg n'ya.

"Pogi! Paki buhat nga rin ito sa tricycle!"

*Ehem *uhem

Muntik na s'yang mabulunan sa sarili n'yang laway nang kindatan s'ya ng baklang pula ang blush on na tumawag sa kanya. F*ck! Why him again! His boss is really unfair!

He wanted to talk back again, but he just can't. He titled his head and nodded. He went to her and carried her groceries.

"Baka gusto mong sa akin na lang magtrabaho?" Napasinghap s'ya ng haplusin pa nito ang braso n'ya. F*ck this job! He smirked wickedly.

Pagkatapos n'yang ilagay sa tricycle ang mga buhat n'ya ay hinarap n'ya ang baklang pula ang blush on. He smiled at her.

"Oo naman. P'wede." malawak ang ngiting kinuha n'ya ang kamay nito at dahan-dahang pinahaplos ang matigas n'yang tiyan.