BLOODY LOVE'S
Chapter 19's

Marco stared at Jose for a while, then turned his gaze forward with resentment. Its fault. He should not have left the house empty.

Technically, the house is not completely empty. There were maids, cooks, and some young servants. But it was just as empty for Marco. The strong laborers and the male servants he had scattered throughout the land of Argent, looking for the intruders who were entering into the house that was not awake.

“Call all workers!" marco exclaimed, refraining from making his voice sound authoritative. He cannot lose control. “Have them on standby two-two!”

The ten workers galloping around Marco immediately dispersed on their own.

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There was the sound of cocked rifles as well as noisy footsteps. The workers who came to join more and more, leaving only a few patrolling around the palace—the beginning of all the commotion. In the corridor of the west wing of this house the sounds of horses can indeed be heard, even though they are faint. Marco was a little astonished how his nephew could hear that false voice from inside the room, even to the point of being disturbed and unable to sleep because of it.

“Where did you see it?” He looked at Jose.

The young man was silent for a moment, looking thoughtful.

“You just thought now?” Marco raised both his eyebrows high, a little incredulous how Jose could be so tense as well as relaxed at the same time.

“At here.” Jose sprinted towards the seventh window from the west. The west wing has ten windows. Each window is directly facing the door. The hosts are actually in the east wing opposite the flower garden and also the swimming pool, but Jose himself chose to live in the west wing which is next to the garden. The place was filled with rows of empty rooms for guests. The servants themselves settled on the first floor and the back.

“I saw him here, that time his moon shone and he ... ” Jose again hugged both of his arms tensely. “She looked briefly at the cottage, did not look at me, but looked there, then walked to ...” He turned his face towards the west. His hand was raised upwards and Jose continued in a hoarse voice, “Ke in that direction.”

Room direction Jose.

Marco gulped, could hear the breath of the workers and the tension of them all. The workers did not see Higgins' body. In addition to several police officers, only a few workers, Rolan, and himself saw how Higgins was when he was found that morning.

Higgins died dry. His skin was just like it was stuck to a bone. Mouth gaping. His tongue came out, as if he was mocking. His eyes widened as if his eyeballs were about to pop out. The body was very light, Gerald said when he lifted it. The body was light and terrible.

Others who did not see would not be able to imagine how horrible and strange the Higgins corpse was, but it seemed as if gossip had spread, perhaps with the addition of spices. Now that filled the air around them was just a gripping jolt. Marco could even surmise that one by one his workers were now imagining in their own way the process of Higgins' death.

Jose was still silent on the spot. Marco raised his hand, patted three times to draw attention, then said in a stern voice, “What are you waiting for? Let's go ahead, teach that wild bum a lesson!”

As expected, the workers immediately recovered and walked forward roaring. Marco could judge their level of courage, obedience and loyalty from such reactions.

He was determined to catch the man. He had to arrest the man who dared to infiltrate his residence. The man will make him regret half to death, he swore to it.

There was a ringing sound in Jose's room. Phone ringing. Jose rushed back into his room and picked up the phone on the side of the bed. "Hello?" reply quickly.

"Jose?" That's his father's voice. "Marco is with you?"

"Yes!" Jose looked over, his uncle had already caught up. "Dad."

Marco took the call, then listened. Jose was sticking by his side. "How, Ed?"

“We heard a strange noise on the doorstep. Is that you, sister?”

Marco frowned. “Why? Strange voice what do you mean?” tanyakanya. For some reason he suddenly felt an unpleasant feeling. His heart beats faster.

“What's up?” jose asked beside him, seeming to feel the unpleasant air he felt. “Dad said what?"

“Shut!” Marco warned while throwing a sharp glare. “What sound, Ed?”

“What a strange sound. I shut the windows tightly and locked the door as soon as I got a message from you. There were two maids standing guard at the door, but they did not answer when spoken to. I wanted to open the door, but Renata prevented.”

Edgar's voice was soft, as if he did not want his speech to be heard by others. But by whom? Marco began to feel that he was again miscalculating.

“What's weird noise, Ed?” repeat in an urgent tone. “What sounds did you guys hear?”

There was a rather long drone on the phone, following the voice of the person speaking in a tense tone. Edgar seemed to be asking Renata. Marco waited patiently, then the voice that answered his phone tried to become a female voice. Renate.

“I heard a strange laugh, Brother. Did you send another worker to the door? I feel so scared.”

There was a voice of Edgar trying to appease his wife, though it was not very clear.

“I'll be there soon,” said Marco in a soothing tone. “But just in case, you should wedge your door with heavy objects.”