♔She's a Mafia Boss♔

Part 12| The Festival

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...continuation.

[Minela's POV]

While sitting on top of the table, pinasadahan ko ng tingin yung mga taong nasa loob ng kwarto-sa loob ng Slaughter Room. A man tied up while sitting on a chair with a handkerchief on his mouth and these three gigantic men with their masks on, standing straight before me. Kasing laki sila ng mga bouncer sa Clubs, actually. Gusto kong matawa dahil pare-parehas silang hindi mapakali. I'm not quite sure, but I can smell fears coming from them. Hmm. Delicious fear. But, why is that? Feeling afraid of what I can do to them? Interesting.

I jumped down from sitting on top of the table and bring my feet back on the tiled-floor. So, which of which to talk with first?

"Take off your mask, you three," I started. Sila muna ang uunahin ko. Nagtinginan silang tatlo saka tinignan yung nakatali na lalaki sa upuan-the bomber-saka ako tinignan.

"Pero makikita nya po ang itsu-"

"Does it matter?" I cut Craig's word, smirking. "Remember that all of you are here in Slaughter Room with me and there's only two things are always happening here..."

Lumapit ako sa mga paraphernalia that I am using for torturing my subject at in order kong inayos ito sa maliit na lamesa.

"Imposing some people to live or to die. This room did not built for no reason," sabi ko sabay tingin sa kanila with a devilish smile flashing through my lips. I saw them three flinched. Kahit yung bomber ay napapitlag sa sinabi ko. I even saw his widening eyes while looking at me. Tsk!

I looked to the three and I dropped my playful self and turned serious.

"Now, don't make me repeat myself once again and do what I said," I said primly and with a dangerous tone. Sa sinabi ko na yun, agad tinanggal nung dalawa yung maskara nila at lumantad sa akin ang pamilyar nilang mukha. Pero yung isa ay nag-aalangan. He is already holding his mask, but doubting if he would take it off.

What the heck is he doing? Why can't he just take his mask off? Damn it!

I frowned in annoyace kasabay ng pagdampot ko ng signature small knife sa katabi kong table at hinagis iyon sa gawi nya, but it landed on the wall behind him. Napatingin silang tatlo doon at nanginginig na binalik ang tingin sa akin.

"Last warning. No one tried to make my patience to burst out," turan ko. I was serious when I said that. Dahan-dahan, tinanggal nito ang maskara nya at lumantad ang pamilyar nitong mukha. But, not because I met him many times here inside the Headquarter.

Actually, once ko palang sya nakita and twice na ngayon. Diba sya yung nasa... no, I need to make sure first if that guy is the same guy I saw on that day.

"I knew Craig and Elisseo. Who are you again?" tanong ko sa kanya. His eyes started to panic kaya nadagdagan ang hinala ko.

"D-Dimitri p-po," he stuttered. My eyes squinted because that's not what I want to get from him.

Err. How can I make him sing about his real identity? I am positive of my acussation towards him. I really am, but how can I make him confess when I don't have any cards with me to expose his-Ah! That thing, right.