Ferran was tailing Mr. Wang who was heading to San Mateo. He needs to capture that b*stard before it's too late. He has a strong feeling that Mr. Wang knows something about the organization. He is a person of interest in many cases which involve drugs, sadly, authorities lack evidence to make a warrant of arrest.
"He's about to enter a hotel nearby like in our plan." He heard Sanchez on his earpiece. He turned to the supermarket of San Mateo which is in front of the hotel Sanchez was telling.
He parked there and waited for the right timing. Ferran was wearing a black face mask and a black cap. He looked at the side mirror of the car he borrowed from a friend, and saw Mr. Wang went out of the car with his, as he calculated, more than five bodyguards.
When they entered the hotel, Ferran got out of his car and proceeded to the hotel's kitchen where he would disguise as a bellboy. He wore the prosthetics they prepared to completely disguise himself.
He'll deliver the food to Mr. Wang's rented room according to the plan and will capture him there if needed.
"There are two bodyguards outside. Be ready. I turned off the CCTV there so you don't have to worry." It was Sanchez who's guiding him.
"Got it." He responded when he saw the two bodyguards, "Room service, food delivery." He said.
"I will call our boss first." The bodyguard said.
He doesn't let the guard make a call. He immediately punched them to make them sleep, then he pulled them to the end of the hallway where he could hide their bodies.
He entered the room and there, he saw Mr. Wang was having a conversation with a man in black and wearing a mask that covered half of his face.
He served it on the table in front of the two. While putting the food on the table, Ferran looked at the briefcase full of dollar bills. There's a hidden camera in his watch and there, he captured lots of times.
He noticed something under the table, he got curious so he intentionally dropped the fork and when he took it, he saw a slightly open briefcase under the table. It contains packs of illegal drugs! If he's not mistaken.
"Sanchez, positive. There's a transaction here and illegal drugs were involved." He whispered.
"Got it. We will be there immediately. Stay alive, alright?"
"Of course." Ferran was about to stand up but he felt a cold mouth of a gun at the back of his head.
"Hands up." One of the guards pointed the gun at him.
"Sh*t." He cursed under his breath then slowly raising his hands.
"Ferran? What happened? Are you caught off guard? Hey, Ferran!" Sanchez worriedly asked because he heard him cursed and a gunshot rang throughout the hotel room.
Sanchez was in a rush to go to the hotel. He grabbed his car key, gun, and jacket and was about to go outside the house when Blair stopped him.
"Uncle Rouvie, what's happening? Is uncle Simeon, alright?" Blair felt that something bad was happening to his uncle Simeon because Sanchez was acting strange but she was ignored.
Sanchez tapped something on his phone, "Beltran! Contact our co-police near the hotel. We need to hurry, Ferran is in danger." He tapped again on his phone. "Sh*t! He put his life in danger again. F*ck!"
Blair followed him because she's so worried and wants to see her uncle. She also entered the car but Sanchez didn't allow her to go with him.
"Blair, what are you---"
"I want to come with you. I want to see my uncle."
"It's too dangerous! Just stay at home and lock the door."
"But I want to---"
"Don't be too hard-headed, Blair. I need to go there quickly to help your uncle. Please, just obey." Sanchez said and looked at her with pleading eyes. She sighed heavily and went outside the car.
"Come back alive. I need to know his reasons."
"He will, so go back to his house and lock the door." She nodded and ran toward the house.
Sanchez is on his way and was trying to contact Ferran but he's not answering.
"Ugh! Don't die, Ferran. Don't die!" He slammed his car's steering wheel and turned his car at full speed.
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"Boss, what's going on? We're in the middle of our meeting." Mr. Wang said.
'Boss!? He's the Boss of the BC organization!?' Ferran asked in his mind. 'F*ck! I need to stop him! But... But how? One wrong move, and I will die.'
"Boss---"
"You should take care of that spy. I need to go. You're not careful and you just waste my time." The Boss said and left them.
Ferran thought carefully about what he would do to escape them and when a plan was made up in his mind, he immediately turned around and held the guard's arm. He pushed it upwards before the guard even pulled the trigger.
Other guards pulled their guns and were about to shoot him but he swiftly twisted the guard's arm at the back and served as his shield then he pulled his own gun inside the bellboy's uniform and shot the guards who attacked him. Almost half of the bodyguards inside that room were dead.
Unfortunately, someone shot him at the back.
"Sh*t." He didn't hesitate to shoot the man behind who shot him first.
He hid at the back of the sofa nearby while enduring the pain in his back. The bodyguards fired at him and he even had a bullet wound in his arm.
"Why can't we open the door!?" Mr. Wang yelled and slammed the back of the door. "Killed that man!" He was referring to Ferran who felt weak because of his bullet wound.
He ran toward the balcony of the hotel room while the foes fired bullets toward him but luckily, none of them shot him seriously.
He hid on the side where the concrete wall can protect him from the bullets. He sat there and readied his gun to defend himself.
When he looked at the side where steel bars were attached to serve as the barrier in the balcony, they were on the fifth floor of the hotel. He saw police cars on the side of the road and some of the reporters arrived there to watch what will happen next.
'They are here.' He sighed in relief.
Lots of bodyguards attacked him but he shot them immediately. He's out of bullets and the one who attacked him was out of bullets too.
Ferran kicked the enemy but the guard recovered immediately and held his collar. He was punched by the guard and they fought.
He was pushed through the wall and the wound on his back hurt even more. He groaned and cursed a lot. Another one came and shot them but Ferran immediately ducked and his opponent. With all his strength, he gave his opponent a strong blow that made him sleep.
The one who just came was running out of bullets so he rushed to Ferran and just pushed him to the steel bars.
Unexpectedly, they fell but Ferran quickly grabbed the steel bar. His opponent fell straight from the fifth floor of the building and its flesh burst on the ground floor. The people below screamed when the man fell.
Ferran tried to tightly grip the steel bars with his two hands even though his flesh was stretched and his wound was bleeding too much.
'Sh*t, I can't hold any longer.'
One of his hands let go of the steel bar. He felt really weak.
"You! You ruined my business!" Mr. Wang yelled and pointed his gun at Ferran and was about to pull the trigger when he was shot on the head by the man at his back.
"Sir!" He saw Chief Centeno reaching him with his hand. He still wearing his prosthetics so the Chief didn't recognize him. "Hold my hands! I will pull you up!"
He held his hand and pulled him up but their hands are sliding against each other because the Chief's hand is sweaty.
Thankfully, after a while, Sanchez arrived and helped them. They successfully save Ferran from the verge of death but Ferran barely breathes. It was as if he'd lose his life at any minute.
They lifted him toward the elevator to send him to the hospital. While they were on their way to one of San Mateo's hospitals, Sanchez came with the ambulance.
"Ferran! Hold on! Ferran! Ferran! Ferran..."
He was still conscious but later on, his sight became blurry and his breathing deepened. After a while...
Everything went black.