Mr Trap. Coldhearted
The Part 262
One of the members of Cosa Nostra came to inform her that Gerald was wanted by Cathleen. But, what made everyone in the room's reaction dumbfounded was that the woman came with a face already torn by tears.
Gerald and Edbert automatically stood at the same time. Both of them were trying to calm Cathleen down. But the man, named as many as seven syllables, stopped in the middle of the road when he saw Gerald was already embracing the woman who was still filling the niches of the heart.
Edbert came back to his senses that he was no one. Only men who love but no longer have.
“Why are you crying?” It is better that Edbert just ask questions to the woman who is currently in the Gerald's arms.
“Fay—dor da—n Gal—tero.” Cathleen was devastated when she said her two children's names.
“We sit down first, set the breath to be calmer.” Gerald led his wife to a chair, then sat next to each other so that she could hold her arms.
Edbert also came back to throw the butt in its original place. Both eyeballs can not be separated from the figure who is sad. “What's with my nephew?”
“They disappeared.” Cathleen was crying hysterically. Gerald tried to calm himself down.
But, in contrast to the reaction of Edbert who immediately clenched his hands. “Fucking secret!” he nodded with a soft voice. There's no one to suspect except the psychopath.
Gerald wouldn't blame his wife for the incident. He patted Cathleen's back gently to make her calmer and be able to tell her the chronology in detail.
When Cathleen was feeling a little calm, Gerald asked a question. “How is the story until our two children are gone?”
Honestly, Gerald was actually worried. But invisible from the flat face and voice, it can still disguise with a calm reaction. Even the burly hand had rubbed the wife's cheek so soft and soothing.
If in this condition there is no one that calms, surely the atmosphere will be chaotic.
“Then, when you found out they disappeared, did you come straight here?” Roxy also asks questions because it's important.
“Ya.” Cathleen's head nodded softly.
Roxy immediately stood up, pressed a button on an intercom, contacted the security section of the Cosa Nostra building. “Close the whole door, no one can come in and out!” her word. If it happened not long ago, the perpetrator would still be inside.
“Please check CCTV as well,” added Gerald. He was still trying to make Cathleen stop worrying so much. “Quiet, we definitely found Faydor and Galtero in safe condition.”
Seeing the much loved woman look so sad, Edbert was already round to finish off Gretta the psychopath who never dared to show the nose.
“Roxy, please send the location point where the woman lives!” edbert's edict, which is meant to be Gretta.
“Oke.”
Shortly after, Edbert received an incoming message. He immediately opened the GPS. Both eyes now turned to look at Cathleen with a feeling of wanting to hug. Although once and maybe last. Because, what he will do after this has a big risk and the stakes are life.
Edbert ventured to ask Gerald for permission because the man was the full owner of Cathleen. “Ge, may I have a one-on-one conversation with your wife, just for a second? I promise I won't fuck around.”
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...Soon Uncle Ed, the angel of death will dance first, let me be beautiful when I take your life...