Secrets of the Cactus Men
15| Cheese In The Trap

Blackfoot West 45t Dr Los Angeles.

“The address correctly leads here?” Philip was drowning like a confused man. “Am I lost?” philip asked himself.

Philip continued to forcefully move his legs, his head turned to the right and to the left, trying to recognize the area where he was at the moment.

Blackfoot West is a medium-sized street flanked by several shophouses, abandoned houses, and such. You could say that this is a slum in one corner of Los Angeles.

“Hey, excuse me.” Philip stopped a pedestrian. “Can I ask you about this area?”

She's just an old lady. His appearance was simple, tattered like a street beggar. The woman looked at Philip's appearance, certainly not much different from him.

“I Philip.” Philip introduced himself kindly. “I am not from this place, but I came to ...”

“Sell yourself?” The woman replied. Without waiting for Philip's reply he pointed in the opposite direction. “Straight, the biggest store is Madam Oline. He must be the one you're looking for.”

The old woman turned away from Philip, about to leave.

“Wait a minute, Mistress.” Philip stopped his feet. “I didn't come for it.”

Philip handed him a piece of paper containing his destination address. “Do you know this place?” ask Philip. “I've been around, but didn't find it.”

“Blackfoot is a prostitute area.” The woman rejected the paper from Philip. “All who come must be heading home Madam Oline.”

Philip mute. He did not understand the woman's words.

“Come there. You must get what you want,” the woman added later. He turned to leave Philip just like that.

Philip sighed. He saw the woman's loss with sadness. “Actually he said what?”

There was no other choice, Philip followed the instructions of the old lady just now. He headed to the biggest building with all-red ornaments in front of him. The most striking building among the ranks of buildings that have been shabby and unkempt.

Philip was about to enter, but a woman confronted him. “You?” He pointed at Philip and matched Philip's face with the photo on his phone. “True, you!”

“Why come late?” ask the woman while embracing Philip.

Philip was surprised, he was trying to avoid the woman. In addition to his indecent clothes, Philip was nauseous smelling the scent of alcohol lurking in his nostrils.

“Sorry, Miss. I don't know who you are.” Philip tried to keep his distance. “I came here for ...”

The woman suddenly jumped towards Philip and hugged him. He laughed like a madman. “What are you talking about, Philip?” He's spoiled. “I've been waiting for you from earlier.”

Philip tried to let go of the hug, but the woman in front of him was getting crazier. He was drunk—that was Philip—'s conclusion so, trying to resuscitate him would be useless.

“I came to look for my mother, Miss.” Philip whispered. “I don't have time, can release me now?”

The woman looked up, smiling strangely at Philip. “This is prostitution. Why look for your mother here, huh?” He chuckled, underestimating Philip.

“Ah! What do you mean, you're looking for a mother for your son?” knock that woman. He rubbed Philip's chest, trying to tease him. “Should we do it now?”

Philip had never faced such a crazy woman.

“Nona, I beg you,” said Philip asked. “I have to go from here now.” Philip pushed the woman's body firmly, there was no other choice, this woman just kept teasing him.

However, as a result of Philip's encouragement, the woman fell down and hit a pillar behind her. Philip was shocked, he felt guilty. Philip approached. “Nona, are you okay?” philip asked in panic.

Philip returned to the. “I'll-“ Philip fell silent when someone hit the nape of his neck from behind quite hard. Philip collapsed and fell in the woman's arms.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

Dizziness as it floated, Philip could not help but raise his head. He's lying in bed without him knowing how he ended up here.

“Argh!” Philip groaned lightly. He scratched the nape of his neck that felt stiff. Her eyes were soft, looking at the ceiling of the room.

As he grew stronger, Philip rose from his sleep. “Where am I?” ask Philip then. He rubbed his eyes and rubbed his face violently.

Philip realized he was almost naked. Her clothes were scattered on the floor, leaving only the ************ that she was wearing right now.

“What happened?” Philip was surprised not to play. He quickly picked up his clothes and put on his blue jeans. “Why can I end up here?”

The door opened, someone came out of the bathroom. Philip was surprised to see a woman in a bathrobe standing in the doorway.

“You?” Philip was stunned for a moment. “Why can you be there?” ask Philip while pointing. “What are you doing?”

The woman walked over to Philip casually. “Clean myself that you have tainted, Philip,” he replied gently, closing his sentence with a laugh. He was about to grab Philip's bare chest, but Philip prevented it.

“I didn't do anything to you, Miss!” Philip's upset. Philip's formality to him has been lost, Philip reluctantly applies courtesy again. “I came to find my mother!”

The woman laughed. “Should I show you the video?” tanyanya while showing off her phone. She whispered, “You're so sexy, Philip.”

Philip pushed the woman's body. He got off the bed, rushed to put on his shoes. “I'm sure I didn't do anything!” He tried to convince himself. “I did not betray Flores!”

“You already have a wife?” tanyakanya.

Philip looked up and looked at him. “Not your business!” He drew anger from his eyes. “You must have trapped myself!”

“It doesn't matter if I have a family,” he said casually. “Los Angeles is full of men with men like you, Philip.”

Philip shook his head. He stood up, facing the foreign woman. “I don't know you and I never do anything with you!”

Undeniably, Philip trembled violently. He had never come into contact with any woman, other than Flores. Never mind to fuck a prostitute, Philip was never interested in any woman other than his wife.

“I'll go now!” Philip grabbed his jacket. “I assume we never met, Miss!”

Philip sped up his footsteps to get out of the room. As he was about to close the door, a faint voice could be heard that the woman was answering a voice call from someone.

“Of course, Mrs Myah. I managed to do my job well.”

Next, Philip heard a laugh.

“Raise payment. My acting is amazing! I saw the man was half-dead stump!”

Philip exhaled. He closed the door of the hotel room and leaned against the wall. “That was Madam Myah?” philip muttered while rubbing his face in frustration. “He set me up just for Flores?”

Philip crouches. Not only was that filling his mind, Philip had touched another woman, guilt had enveloped his mind at this moment.

“How do I explain this all on Flores?”

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