
Ana's doctor pushed the wheelchair towards the red-painted door at the end of the room. The two gunmen standing guard at the door saluted when the two women arrived before them.
“Good morning, Captain Lorie, Doctor Ana,” greet the two men.
“Um. Bring a special package sent by express from Venice last night,”, Dr. Ana told one of the guards.
“Good, Doctor.” The man turned on his communication device and contacted his partner while stepping in the opposite direction from the Red Room door.
Meanwhile, the other guard opened the door and invited Lorie and Doctor Ana to enter.
“Express package?” lorie asked as Doctor Ana took her to the center of the room.
“Yeah. It really is express. They have not even been removed from ‘packannya', all are still waiting for ‘opened’ by you. Mr. Alex actually handed it over to be handled by you.” Doctor Ana crossed her arms and looked at Lorie with a mysterious expression.
The package?
Opened?
Is the package in question Rafael? Lorie did not dare to guess. Sometimes Alex Smith can be quite ruthless, and Lorie can't imagine how Rafael, a boss of a major corporation in Venice was sent to Broocklyn in the form of a "pack".
“Hey, don't put on such an expression. You look cute,” seductive Doctor Ana.
The woman grinned broadly as she watched the wall in front of them move upward like a rooling door, displaying a half-acre hall behind the wall that was now flat with the ceiling of the room. The sound of the engine hum was heard quite loudly when four forklifts entered in sequence, each carrying three stacks of wooden crates measuring approximately 1x2 meters.
“What is this?” lorie asked increasingly cluelessly.
“Surprise,” replied Doctor Ana.
He took a hammer from the glass cabinet and walked over to the wooden box that had been lowered to the floor by the guards.
“Since you haven't recovered too much, I will represent you to open it. How?”
“Hum.” Lorie muttered softly even though she was still half unsure that the contents of the wooden box were Rafael.
“OK!” Doctor Ana looks very excited when she pokes the nails that hold the ends of the wooden box together.
“This is very annoying,” grunts while throwing a hammer to the floor. “It is easier to break the virus structure or sabotage the satellite.”
“What are you laughing at?” he continued when he saw Lorie laughing and gave a mocking look towards him.
“It seems that your emotions are also being bad,” seductress Lorie.
He then gave orders to the bodyguards to help Doctor Ana open “ surprise box” before the woman got angry and destroyed everything without being opened.
With man power, the wooden box opened in just a matter of minutes. Lorie who still wanted to tease her best friend was immediately fixated when she saw Rafael completely rolled out of the wooden box, followed by eight of his men who slumped one by one from inside the wooden box. A foul smell poured out in the air as Rafael crawled, making the reddish-yellow liquid coming from his knees and groin form an abstract pattern on the floor.
As the man looked up, their gaze met in the air. What distinguishes it from the events of a few weeks ago is that there is no more arrogance on Rafael's face, even the look in his eyes is no longer fierce like the other day. No more being arrogant and intimidating. No more self-respect. Only a lump of rotten flesh begs for mercy and forgiveness for his life to be delivered from torment.
“Nona Lorie, please forgive me, forgive my mistake,” the man said in a hoarse voice.
I don't know how long he hasn't eaten or drunk. From his drastically shrinking body weight and festering injuries, Lorie was firmly convinced that Alex Smith was truly merciless towards Rafael. Unfortunately, he himself had no sympathy or empathy for the man.
“Nona Lorie, help me .. don't torture anymore, I really can't bear it anymore,” Rafael moans. “If not, you just kill me .. I beg you, stop ... I can no longer ...”
Lorie raised an eyebrow and noticed Rafael's bruised and battered face. As Lorie recalled, the man's clothes were still the same as the last one she had used. Now the clothes were shabby and rotten, making his appearance look even more miserable.
However, that did not make Lorie moved at all. He sneered at the man while saying, “Kill you? That's too easy. Didn't I warn you at that time? Your chance to regret has passed, Mr. Rafael. Too bad ... you should have listened to me earlier, stopped before it was too late.”
Lorie rested her hands on the wheelchair and stood up. He shook his head slowly when he saw Doctor Ana rushing over to help him.
What he's going through, all because of that shithead named Rafael. The trouble between him and Raymond Dawson, it all started with Rafael. Beaten to the end of the gate of death .. then the fetus now in his stomach ....
Retaliation for all that .. will he do with his own hands ....
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Sorry today only 2 chapters, busy again bgt at the ambassador...
hope you like it...