The Revenge of the Injured Woman
Athana and His Fear

Meanwhile, Edward and Athana are on their way to the basement. They climb steep and stuffy stairs. The basement is indeed not a decent place, because its main function is to lock prisoners.

"Why did Lord Johan send you here?" edward asked as they stepped on the last step of the ladder.

"Miss Jessy slept in my house all night, and this morning there was a problem. I don't know what the problem is exactly, but it's obvious ... Mr. Johan suspects me" Athana replied.

Edward stared at Athana. There was a sense of disbelief when Johan ordered him to take Athana to the basement. During this time, Athana was included in the ranks of the mainstay killer Red. Although ever injured, but Athana never failed miserably in completing the mission. He's a valuable asset inside Red.

"Are you sure you didn't make another mistake?" edward asked as he approached the grating room and opened the padlock.

"Looks no. Red is my home" Athana replied.

Edward nodded, "Maybe this is just a misunderstanding. Just be patient here for a moment. If you're innocent, Mr. Johan will release you immediately."

"Yes." Yeah."

Athana smiled broadly. Not because of the words of sympathy from Edward, but because he remembered the reddish smoke he found in Jessy's suitcase. Right now, that strange item was with him. Athana was curious about the effect that it would have.

"Either will help me or not, but it seems ... It is Edward who will enjoy this smoke" inwardly Athana.

His handcuffed hand moved slowly and picked up the small bottle he had tucked under his shirt. In his heart Athana mocked Edward who handcuffed him in front. If only his hands were brought back, then he would not be able to carry out the action.

"Maybe it's your apes, Edward." Athana sat down while grasping the smoke bottle, then took it out and opened it in a quick motion.

"Athana__"

Edward failed to continue the speech, because when turned Athana immediately pushed him to hit the bars. Without Edward dodging, Athana had already smothered her mouth and nose. Then, there was a strange scent that suddenly burst out and slowly made him lose consciousness.

"Dward!" call Athana slowly.

His forehead frowned as he looked at Edward's current state. The man's body remained fit, but his gaze seemed empty.

"Are you okay?" athana and Edward asked with a nod.

"Aren't you angry?" Athana asked again and this time Edward responded with a sledgehammer.

"Go from here!"

Athana turns away because Edward obeyed her orders. It's strange, Athana thought.

"Give me the handcuffs and also the weapons you carry!" Athana again gave the order, and as expected, without hesitation Edward handed over the thing he asked for.

"Rightly what the guy who sent me the message said, Mike was terrible. In fact, he could create a tool as powerful as this. But .. I'm not sure the effect will be permanent. So rather than risk it, I'd better take care of him." Athana nodded while looking at Edward.

"Come with me!" invite Athana after removing the handcuffs in her hands.

He took Edward by the hand and led him to the very end of the room. Although only a few times came to the place, but Athana still memorized if there is a haystack, which is commonly used for the bedding of the prisoners.

Arriving there, Athana told Edward to sit in the corner of the room, among the straws piled high.

"Athana, what are you doing?"

Simultaneously with Edward's shout that had just gained his consciousness, Athana pulled the trigger of the gun right towards the heart. Two seconds later, Edward fell while holding his chest, which began to bleed.

"You're on Johan's side, so .. sorry" Athana said, firing a similar shot.

Within seconds, Edward had already let out his last breath. Athana immediately piled the body with straw, until it was no longer visible.

When she was finished, Athana returned to the room she had been assigned to. Don't forget he's the key, as if he's locked up. Athana also re-installed the handcuffs after storing the gun and keys.

"Hopefully this can fool them," muttered Athana as she circulated her gaze in all directions. At that moment, his eyes were staring at a very familiar thing.

"When was there CCTV?" murmured Athana with sharp glaring eyes.

Heart rate that was normal, now back to beating fast. Especially when you hear the footsteps coming down the stairs.

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