The Secret Girl of Mr. Thelar
Okay, Lets Go!

There was a whirring sound, a barrage of retaliatory shots from the other direction. The counter-attack successfully broke Jeff's lackey's attack on Teshar. The onslaught of replying to each other could now give Teshar a pause, so that he could reach some of the big trees, which were still inside the garden arena to catch his breath.

Despite trying with all his might, still age gives a lot of influence. Teshar realized his physique was already far weakened, not as strong as it was twelve years ago. At the time of the incident, he was only twenty-two years old.

The man exhaled a rough breath to throw off the tension.

Until something happens.

Dor's!

Teshar reflexively pranced from his spot, feeling incomparably shocked when he found a man falling to his knees not far from him. 

“Oh, ****!” his words were shocked with gratitude.

A sniper shot penetrated the chest of Jeff's bodyguard, not far from where Teshar was hiding. The man fell asleep as he gazed in the other direction to check things out.

The man who was now thirty-four years old immediately exhaled, throwing out the shock that made his heart seem to be almost out of place. He felt lucky to be saved. Though to be honest, he did not know where the sniper position was.

After realizing the man who was shot did not move at all, Teshar released a sense of relief by hitting his fist on the ground.

“Thanks, guys,” he said through the communication channel with a grateful heart. “Without you, I don't know.”

“No problem, let's get out of there. I'll secure your area!” reply a man through the earpiece connection attached to his ear and connected with all team members.

“Okay, lets get out of here!”

Teshar took a deep breath, before finally returning to take a quick dash towards the Zero— Ground Bar building 200 meters away from its current location. The area of the golf park that he stepped on was very wide and dewy, he hoped not to slip and fall mired like a fool.

Several shots from the direction of Villa increasingly sound simple. Teshar feels confident that his men are currently trying to take over the security of the venue, Green Villa.

***

Meanwhile, Kenan who was inside a bar was seen sitting on the sofa casually. Even though deep down he was worried. Feeling the atmosphere was very different, unlike when he was in the bar with the women.

The level of tension he feels today is very contrasting, no longer a tension that arises when a man is in need of lovemaking, but the tension because it could be the end of his life's breath.

A small movement was able to capture Kenan's observations well. There were some people who could be considered guards to watch over him, some were intending to approach just to take what Teshar entrusted to him— the ownership documents of the Louise family that his parents brought.

“Oh God, is it true that Teshar is not messing around about this crazy situation?” he was pretending to play a cell phone. “Stupid, Kenan. You're messing with your life.” The man cursed.

Kenan is confused on how to secure himself. This was the silliness he had done for the first time, and this was not the right time to regret.

The man immediately made a natural move by pretending to play a cell phone to fool people. He believes he is currently in on target man.

Now he chose to use what was in his hand to observe the situation, namely that his phone's camera screen highlighted periodically, aiming at the interaction of everyone inside the Bar.

“Kenan, let's see how lucky you are tonight,” his inner self feels challenged.

He watched with observance, as a gun pointed right at him from behind the suit of a man sitting across. The man looked at Kenan with a cold grin, as if he also realized that his target had figured out what his plan was.

“Time to do something, Kenan.” The man prepares mentally.

A movement of the man was able to read Kenan quickly. Kenan immediately raised all his legs up on the sofa and immediately jumped back with a bent body position.

He immediately lowered his head and ran hard to avoid a bullet that is now spitting on the sofa chair causing the bus to be scattered. Some bottles and glasses that did not escape the bullet lesion were smashed, shooting to pieces in all directions.

Dor's! Dor's! Dor's!

All the visitors inside were shocked by the incident. They screamed in fear, scattering each other to save themselves. As a result, the atmosphere of the Bar and the dance floor became chaotic. Attempts to push each other and hit cannot be avoided anymore. It's Jeff's strategy to screw up the negotiations tonight. 

“Penan out of my sight. The mood turned chaotic!” jemmy.

He screamed as he turned his body, watching the people running around looking for a way out of the Bar. The man also tried to find a gap, passing through the chaotic atmosphere to look for Kenan's whereabouts.

“Shit! I'm heading there. Secure the boy!” Teshar was still running towards the shortcut connecting the golf course with the park, heading into Ground Zero Bar. His breathing was puffing, his throat was feeling dry.

“I'll squeeze into,” Jemmy said.

He immediately waved his hand into the air, gave a command code to his men to keep an eye on the situation, and the rest went inside the Bar building. He tried to catch up with Kenan who had first entered the room in the Bar to go deeper into the room.

“Two people, to the right. Go find Clara's whereabouts,” whispered.

“Three, come with me to secure Kenan,” he continued slowly given the nod of his men immediately.

His two men immediately followed his directions, moving quickly in silence. While he followed three personnel stepping in with a standby formation, hands holding a gun.

Their eagle eyes observed the state of the corridor. Seemed lined several doors on the left and right sides, it felt increasingly quiet. The rioting in the Bar section was not heard at all from inside there. The atmosphere then suddenly dimmed.

“What room is this,” muttered Jemmy raised his head towards the ceiling of the corridor that gives a dim light. Some of the lights have been extinguished.

The lighting capital only comes from the generator machine. Jemmy was still walking down a wary duck, leading to a forked corridor.

Jemmy raised his fist as high as his head. When looking ahead, Kenan was under a gun. He immediately gave the code to stop walking, his three colleagues immediately nodded in silence.

Also, Jemmy can see Kenan's hands raised upward, parallel to both ears. Jemmy could only hide himself at the junction of the corridor with a blank blow to the air.

“Sial!” hiss Jemmy tanoa voice. He exchanged looks with his three colleagues.