The Bodyguard's
Secret Chamber

Carlo opened his eyes slowly. Though he could only be closed around the early hours of this day. There was too much that the man thought in his mind, thus making him feel difficulty to sleep. Though the weather outside was quite cold, but Carlo slept bare-chested wearing jeans that he had not had time to take off since the long trip.

The blue-eyed handsome man chuckled softly. If there was Miabella by his side, the girl would have already scolded him all out. “You're so dirty, Carlo!” Always the words of the girl with her face.

A little while later, Carlo decided to get up and sit down for a moment on the edge of the bed. He glimpsed the folding knife he put on the nightstand. Carlo grabbed the sharp object and played it for a moment.

The man replayed the memories of his life, from the moment he was able to remember everything up to this second.

The faces of the people he knew came back and forth. For a moment, Miabella's face overwhelmed her mind, then moved to Fabiola. Carlo also leaned. The woman who gave birth to him suffered for a very long time. Whether Carlo can offer happiness to his mother or not for the rest of his life.

“I should be able to!” Carlo muttered softly, but was filled with confidence. One more thing that sparked his spirit, making Carlo must try so that his efforts are not in vain. He should be able to seize the throne and have power and power far greater than Adriano.

“Ah.” The handsome man restored his dark hair, then bowed with both hands holding his head while resting on his elbows. Perhaps this was the right time for him, to be able to reap all the martial arts and use the weapons that Adriano had taught him.

My father continued the Miabella has always galvanised Carlo for many years. He received special guidance that none of Adriano's confidants received. The handsome and charismatic man seemed to be preparing Carlo for today. At least that's what he thinks. However, Carlo immediately dismissed the wishful thinking. The expulsion by Adriano, simply confirmed how his position in the eyes of the chairman of the organization Tigre Nero.

“Young Master, are you up?” Igor from behind the door. The man's voice broke all the daydreams that filled Carlo's mind.

“Yes,” replied the gray-eyed man a little loud from inside the room. He immediately snatched the T-shirt that was simply placed on a wooden chair, then put it on. Carlo strode boldly towards the door, then opened it wide.

“Did you sleep well last night?” ask Igor.

“Lumayan,” Carlo replied with a smile.

“Sgratitude.” Igor returned that charming smile with a pat on the shoulder. “Let's have breakfast first, Young Master. My employees have prepared an appetizing menu,” he asked.

“Wait a minute. I have to clean myself first,” Carlo said, turning back.

“Good. I'm waiting for you on the first floor, Young Master. Right in the room next to the lobby,” bright Igor before passing from there.

Carlo rushes to the bathroom, turns on the shower and starts cleaning up quickly.

Warm spray of water from the shower, enough to make his head feel light and calm. After finishing, Carlo immediately took clean clothes from inside the backpack, then put it on.Not forgetting he sprayed the perfume gift from Miabella as a complement to her appearance that morning.

As Igor had said earlier, Carlo hurriedly grabbed the folding knife and mobile phone, then locked the room door. He walked down to the first floor towards the room on the side of the lobby. There, Igor was waiting for him. However, the middle-aged man was not alone. There was another person Carlo didn't know. He looked the same age as Igor.

“Good morning, Young Master.” The man whom Carlo did not know stood up and nodded respectfully.

“Who is he?” carlo asked Igor.

“Name Ivan Kasparov. He used to be one of Mr. Nikolai's advisers. The location of Ivan's residence is the closest to me,” explained Igor.

“Ah, so it seems.” Carlo again showed off a warm smile as he reached out with a hand that was immediately greeted with a close handshake by Ivan.

“You should know that this is a very historic day for me, Sir. I do not believe given the gift of a long life in order to meet the heir to the throne of the Red Wolf clan,” said Ivan full of admiration.

“The situation out there is very chaotic and you came at the right time.”

“We continue this important talk after breakfast later,” Igor interrupted.

“Good.” Ivan said, then sat down at the direction of Igor's hand. Same with Carlo. Honestly, the man was hungry. The last time he ate was on an interstate express train.

After finishing eating the dishes while chatting lightly at the dining table, Igor stood up first and invited Carlo to walk after him. Ivan walked at the back. They walked to the corner of the dining room, where there was a fairly large door. Slowly Igor opened it, then pulled something at the top.

It turned out to be a long rope-shaped switch connected to an incandescent light bulb, and emitted a yellow light. “Close the door, Ivan,” tell Igor. When the door was closed, one side of the brick wall in the room was directly open to the top, exposing the stairs leading down.

“For years I have not opened this secret room, Young Master,”.

“Like that. I even just met with Igor today after decades have passed,” Ivan said. He looked worried as he went down the stairs.

"Does that mean this place has been around since duli?" ask Carlo curiously.

"Yes, sir," Igor said. "The Red Wolf Clan had many secret headquarters to serve as meeting places. The secret bases are scattered in several corners of the Russian state, because our members are indeed scattered everywhere" explained Igor.

"Then where exactly is the seat of government of the Red Wolf Clan?" ask Carlo again as he continued walking.

"The seat of government is in the city of Velikiy Novgorod. Even to this day it is still there. Looks like Viktor was confused about where to move him, "Igor thought.

"Velikiy Novgorod?" carlo repeated the name of the city rigidly.

"Yes. It is about 200 km from St. Petersburg." - Petersburg." Ivan chimed in.

"That I don't know either" said Carlo, with a soft laugh.

"What's wrong. Later we can go around Russia if you want." Igor looked over, then smiled.

They had arrived at the very last rung of the ladder. Igor, who was behind Carlo, immediately walked ahead and stopped in front of a wooden cabinet located across the stairs.

Igor pushed one side of the cupboard until it shifted to the side. There was another room behind it. The room looked much more luxurious and clean compared to the place where Carlo was walking.

“Mari, Mister,” invited Ivan along with Igor who pulled a lever in the corner of the wall. The lever made a squeaking sound, then buzzed. Shortly after, the light began to radiate from above. The room that had been dark and only got lighting from Carlo's cell phone lights, now turned brighter.

Carlo could see a chandelier made of crystal. It was brightly lit in the middle of the ceiling of the room. The man was also amazed, when he saw an oval meeting table made of natural stone and surrounded by chairs also made of the same material.

“What is this place?” the tananya half muttered.

“This is a secret room, sir. In the past, we had to develop strength and strategy shortly after Viktor managed to seize the power of Mr. Nikolai,” said Ivan.

“Our secret members back then numbered forty-seven people. However, Viktor hunted down and killed us one by one, until only seventeen people remained,” continued Igor.

“We who sniffed were the strongest people of his time,” continued Ivan.

“Jeez, only seventeen people?” Carlo muttering.

“You need not worry, Young Master. Seventeen of them had their own army. If we collect, then a little more will equal the number of Viktor's men,” replied Ivan confidently.

“Do not joke, Ivan!” Igor was quite strict. “If collected, we only amount to hundreds, while Viktor ...” The middle-aged man did not continue his words. He looked meaningfully at Carlo.

“Viktor's men do number in the thousands, sir. However, they are not as strong and tough as we imagine. Under Viktor, the Red Wolf clan was no longer fanged. They were attacked from all sides, including by secret soldiers belonging to the Russian government,” Igor continued a short time later.

"We should be able to use that gap well. I'll call the others and ask them to come here" Ivan said. "You have to know how much our loyalty is to Mr. Nikolai Volkov" he continued.

Carlo smiled knotingly. However, he seemed to be thinking of something. Looks like Miabella's lover has found one of the tricks. "Tell me how much power Viktor has" he asked.

"According to the news I heard, Viktor can recruit at least a hundred or two hundred people a year. His men come from all walks of life. I mean, he even accepted street thugs to be Red Wolves at the moment. There are no qualifications especially special requirements as applied by the late Mr. Nikolai first. Therefore, they often act anarchist without clear rules" said Igor explained.

"Mr Nikolai strictly forbade all his men not to attack the general public. Another with now. Therefore, the government began to act because they have been very unsettling" the man explained.