Gabby, My Fierce Girl
The Part 78
The car looks a little wobbly from the outside. Two people did it in there. Did what? I don't know, only the two of them know.
From a short distance away, the man who followed George looked confused. Did he have to report to his master if something was wrong with the rocking car?
“No, I'll be battered later. If in the rocking car it's a long-barrel truce. I will be the target of your anger later,” muttered one of the men dressed all in black. He shook his head and thought again.
Is it necessary to get close to the car and stop the heat action that is being imagined in his mind?
The man shook his head again. “No, even we almost got caught earlier, if no janitor just finished overtime, already caught red-handed by the man I was spying on.” He turned his brain back to give a report to his master.
“Aha! I just manipulated the report. After all, Mr. Marvel would definitely not know the real story. I don't need to say the current incident.” A satisfied smile rose at the corner of the man's lips. He was satisfied with his thought of lying a little for the sake of his safety.
“Jack!” The man called his friend who was one step behind him.
“Hm?” a man named Jack. His voice sounded very slow.
The man named Mark twisted his body to see his friend. His eyes were rounded as he saw Jack holding his phone and pointing at the now-unshaken car.
“What are you doing Jack?” ask Mark. He immediately took the mobile phone from Jack's grasp.
“Video call with Mr. Marvel, Mr. Marvel asked if Miss Gabby met the man named George or not, then I told him everything. And Mr. Marvel directly contacted me wanting to see in person,” plain Jack explained.
Mark wants to curse Jack right now, but is undone when his name is called.
Mark turned to look at the five-inch screen. He swallowed his saliva when Mr. Marvel's face was already red. It seems like a lot of emotion. “Ya, Sir?” He took a breath to cover his nervousness.
“Why didn't you report to me right away? Why wait until I ask first? Do you want to cover this from me?” jolt Marvel. His eyes were already glaring as if he wanted to get out of his place.
“No, Sir,” Elak Mark.
“Come now!” marvel doesn't want to be disputed.
Mark tried to think quickly to avoid his master's rampage. “Master, if we go there, then who will monitor the man?”
“You, come! Think about your own safety and life! I'll send someone else who replaces you two!”
Mark's throat was getting drier, he had to wet it many times with his own saliva. While Jack who feels himself not wrong, just relax.
“Good, Mr.” Mark can't dodge anymore.
The call was broken up by Marvel.
“You! Why are you so stupid! Aren't you thinking before reporting to Mr Marvel? We'll run out for sure, today,” the beaver Mark on Jack. He kicked his friend's calf out of annoyance.
Jack complained of pain, then clucked for a moment. “Kita? You just might. I have no fault in Mr. Marvel. After all, I also gave an honest and timely report,” the rebuttal.