
Phone's turned off. Not long ago, a message entered his phone. It was the data along with the location that he was currently targeting.
Name: Dinzo
Age: 43 years old
Job : not recorded
Reason: Failed to perform the mission and is no longer useful.
Location: Hotel Tiffany, 6th floor, No room 354.
"It's very easy. A mission I used to receive. Mr. Dinzo's a poor fellow."
Marjorie dried her hair and got dressed. He began to get ready for the task of his real boss. Every time he goes on a mission, Marjoriet never questions any reason other than the information he gets from the data sent to him. It doesn't matter what or why it takes away the person. Running the mission as directed is paramount. No matter the mission sometimes it doesn't make sense to him.
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Because the problems that occur in the mall make Julia, Wendy and Febby a little late to get ready to go to the banquet held by Uncle Rica. At first Wendy and Febby were about to leave. The incident this afternoon still hit them, but because it was not nice with Julia who had reached very deep to buy dresses and supplies to the party made them bury deeply in the memories of the smothering. They behave as if it never happened.
Julia, knowing this, doesn't actually force Wendy and Febby to come along. But they insist they are okay and have forgotten about it. At 19:00 the three of them left Samuel's villa for Moon's restaurant. Returning from the mall Julia did suggest to directly visit the villa rather than go back to the school dormitory once knowing the party was held at the Moon restaurant. This time they were escorted by Samuel's personal driver to a banquet.
At the Moon restaurant, where the party was held, all the invited guests had arrived. As a good host, Zack welcomes his guests in person. Gloria and her husband did not stay silent either. They spread smiles to everyone present tonight.
"Rica, where's your sister, Nisa?" ask Tn. The pinkston.
"He's still up there. I know for myself 'Nisa's shy when she meets a lot of people."
"But he can't keep going like this, always hiding. Call him down!" mr's orders. Pinkston on Rica.
"That's dear. Don't be so angry. Nisa's gonna need a minute. I'll talk her down when the show starts" Gloria told me to calm her husband down.
"alright. I trust him to you."
"You don't have to worry."
"Trs. Pinkston, Mrs. Pinkston, good night," said Mr. Gelael walked over with his wife.
"Trs. Gelael, Mrs. Gelael, haven't seen each other in a long time" Mr. Piskston shook Mr. Gelael with warm. "I'm sorry about what happened this afternoon. I hear you're having a pretty big loss."
"Yes. But even so, I am grateful that no other casualties other than the hostage takers have been found dead. The police are investigating the case" Mr. Gellael.
"It's all thanks to those two mysterious people who saved my son and the other hostages. I really want to meet them in person" continued Ms. Gellael.
"Maybe they're undercover among the hostages?" said Tn. Pinkston.
"Nobody knows for sure. They're lost like they're swallowed up by the earth."
"The event was really stressful. I who watch it on tv alone made to be horrified, especially for those who experience it directly. If it's not wrong, there's a bomb blast also heard in the mall?" ask Ny. Pinkston.
"There were four bombs found. Three of them exploded in a period not far apart. Surprisingly, the biggest bomb was defused before the other bomb went off. The police were also confused by this because none of the hostages knew about the bomb. And again the bomb is included in the type of bomb that is difficult to defuse."
"Rica!" call Alwen who just came with Sean.
"Alwen, Sean, you're finally here, too" Rica said.
"I'm sorry, my parents couldn't come. Please be advised my parents are quite busy these few days" Alwen said.
"It's okay, than Delfa who can't come at all."
"He suddenly fell ill. Her body is so hot. I visited him at his house this afternoon."
"We just found out."
As if chatting, Rica, Sean and Alwen were slightly multiplied by people whispering to each other. They immediately knew who was the subject of the conversation once they saw a man wearing a dark blue suit stepping in. He is Yusra.
"Isn't that young lord Arlo."
"He was invited to this party."
"Gee... Greatable. Apparently Mr. Zack also has a good relationship with the Arlo family."
"I'm with the Arlo family in the top of the most influential family this year."
"Yes." Yeah."
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And some other remarks made by the invited guests.
"It's a lucky thing young master Arlo came to our little party" said Zack, who had no idea Arlo had come to his party.
"I came here at the invitation of Miss Rica" Yusra replied.
"Yusra, thank you for attending. I'm very happy," with a carefree Rica approached Yusra.
"You're beautiful tonight" Yusra said.
"Aahs... You're embarrassing me, "heard that made Rica's cheeks blush.
"How do I know young master Arlo, Rica?" asked her mother while whispering to her daughter.
"He's a new school year student at Anthony's school and certainly a hostel with me" Rica explained.
"Oh... You're a great niece by inviting her here" Zack told Rica.
"I said that uncle had acquaintances of the Black Mamba members. That's why he's willing to come here."
"alright. I'll introduce him to Norman. Maybe this way my connection is growing."
But not long after the excitement of the invited guests suddenly changed. They were all fascinated by the arrival of three women who confidently came to the party. Not only that, Alwen, Sean and Yusra were speechless when they saw them. Julia, Wendy and Febby step into the model tub on the catwalk floor.
Julia wore a black dress decorated with hundreds of beads that are so beautiful to beat the light lanpu. The dress that shows the shoulders is very fitting to follow the curves of her body with a brocade skirt expanding above the knees but extending at the back. High heels are in tune and do not forget to bring a tote bag from international brend. For the dress worn by Wendy and Febby has a model that is almost similar to Julia, which distinguishes only in terms of color. Wendy's dress is light cream, while Febby's dress is lavender.
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