Chapter 021.1: An Escapee

「August 14, 2021 | Sat」

「22:10」

“Boss.. I can see the boat!”

“Scream louder. The police can't hear us yet.”

Is he stupid? Why am I surrounded by stupid people?

“S-sorry po boss..”

“Go and check who's the courier...”

“It's the same one last time boss. We checked. He's okay.”

“How about the goods?”

“It's packed inside a crate boss.”

I come closer to check. The courier opens the lid and showed me a waist high vault. I open it and confirmed the valuables inside. It has hundreds of gems and several blocks of gold inside. I double checked and everything in the file is inside.

We'll have to test it's authenticity though. But that can only be truly done in our warehouse. Alright. It's time to move.

“Hurry up and transfer it t—”

“Police! All hands in the air!”

?! Fuck.... How?

“What are you waiting for?! SHOOT THEM!”

“O-opo boss! Kill them!”

Everybody started moving.. and the sound of gunshots are heard. I hide behind the crate immediately.

*BANG!*BANG!*BANG?*

“B-boss... What are we going to do?! It's the cops!”

It's the guy who was screaming earlier.

I shoot him in the head.

*Bang!*

My suit got stained. It's annoying... I have to leave. I can't afford to die nor get caught. I cover my face quickly using a piece of cloth.

How the fuck did the police found out about this place? No... How did they find out about our operation?

A rat?

*BANG!*BANG!!*

The sound is getting closer. I have to leave now! This shipment is a failure... Fuck... My perfect record. Goddamn it...! Should I leave? Maybe dying here is better than coming back as a failure? Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!

WHAT DO I DO?!

“Sir! You should leave now!”

A goon grabbed me by hand and pushed me towards the boat. The courier started rowing away while few of my goons are shooting suppressive fire.

Fuck! So what if it's failure? This is my first. They should be lenient with me. I served them very good all this time. I just don't understand how I failed this time. Did I not prepare enough? Where did I make a fucking mistake?

Fuck! It's that bastard's fault for disturbing my mind! Now, a sermon and maybe a punishment is waiting for me. Should I really return? Fuck! Of course I should. I still need to kill Mark!

“...sorry po ma'am..?”

『I'm disappointed. Is it my fault for praising you? Did it get into your head? Why did you mess up, Ian Doccia?』

“...I think... a rat—”

『OF COURSE IT IS! But that possibility is always present.. and it's your duty to prepare for that! How dare you run away without the goods? Do you know how much loss we have with this?』

“.............”

『Your choices of goons sucks. Kill them all and find better ones. Aren't we giving you enough funds? Or maybe you cut some edges so that you can keep some for yourself...』

“No ma'am! It's because of Viper—”

『Don't let us find out any evidence of you betraying us, Ian. Otherwise, we'll get rid of you even with just the smallest evidence...』

Those words sent chills down my spine... She hungs up already but I am still on the phone frozen. I'm scared...

「August 15, 2021 | Sun」

「08:23」

It's time to get up but I don't feel like it. I'm scared of what's going to happen. Now my standing in the syndicate must have shaken quite a bit. Fuck... Who the fuck is the traitor?

Or was there even a traitor? What if it was just a coincidence? I mean, perfect record is impossible. It's inevitable for me to fail at least once a time. Yet they're not even considering that.

Fuck.. fuck.. fuck!

They even ordered me to kill my goons. As if it's that easy. Did they not consider that this is Philippines not France? The Twilight Rose watches every step I take.

Wait... What if it's them that ratted me out to the police? What if they don't want to cooperate with our group anymore?

No... What if it's Viper..? I haven't heard anything in the news about our shipment... Maybe Viper took it for himself.... FUCK!

What if that's the case? What do I do? Can I even do anything..? That fucker is... He's terrifying...

“FUUUUUUUUCK!”

「August 16, 2021 | Mon」

「07:32」

『...escaped from the New Bilibid Prison. Abel Iriñia was sentenced with reclusion perpetua for murdering the whole 17 members of a small gang in Naga city, Camarines Sur. The chief of police stated that they're still looking for him. They also warned the public to be careful in the following days until he is caught...』

Wow. Perfect timing... It's not like I can't just go to work. Besides, I'm used to dangerous situation. A mere criminal can't scare me. But damn, I'm actually terrified of him. He sure has a huge build. And to be able to kill 17 men all by himself, he must have strength above the average man. Fuck!

I don't feel so good. I have no goons right now so I feel quite vulnerable. I hope nothing bad happens.. it's too dangerous. I only know basic taekwondo. I can't actually fight.

Wait... I have a gun. I can use it. I have a license anyway. I can carry it around and the police won't say anything if ever I get caught carrying it. Even if I meet him, it doesn't matter. He's just a human. A gun will kill him.

“Phew...” Fuck. I am so nervous that I don't even have the appetite to drink my morning coffee. Nevermind eating breakfast.

I'll just go to work now. My secretary told me I have a meeting today about—

“So you're Ian.. He didn't lie. You really live here...” a voice so cold I might mistake it for a monster comes from my bedroom. “Try pulling that shit out and I'll pluck your eyes out..”

“?!”

I am scared. The hell is this guy... Why is he so intimidating? Who is he?

“Turn around and bend over..”

What?

“Should I do it?”

?!

“N-no... I..” I'm stuttering so much I can't even make out words. I don't want to but my body bent over by itself.

I feel him getting closer from behind. His presence is so big. It's just like the presence of Viper. What the hell is he planning?

Fuck! I want to reach out for my gun but I'm too scared to take the risk.

And while I'm thinking that...

*SLAP!*

...he slapped my ass.

I got thrown away like a ragdoll.

*Thump*

My face hit the carpeted floor and I feel blood running down my face. What's with these bitches hitting me in the face a lot recently?

“A-Aacck... Arreugh..”

Wait.. M-My... My stomach feels like it's being screwed from the inside....

“Keurghhss.. aereughh.. arrg..”

It hurts... Fuck... This bastard— He slapped my balls... Arrrgh... What.. what the fuck... It hurts... Who the hells is this g—?!

S-shit....

Isn't he..? Aren't you that criminal? The one that escaped from prison?! What are you doing here?! THE FUCK DID I DO TO YOU?!