The Secret Girl of Mr. Thelar
Exchange Prisoners

“Where do you hide Zidan!” jeff shouted furiously.

The man was now in the front row, staring at Jemmy, Kenan and three companions behind; with a hungry lion-like gaze ready to pounce on prey. He accused Teshar of cheating.

“Then where is Clara!” reply Jemmy no less loud.

He is not at all daunted by Jeff's rampage, though it is clear the man is too strong to be subdued by the sheer number of escorts he carries.

“What Teshar killed in a silly way at Villa?” jeff's lips chuckled at Teshar's reflection in reading his movements.

“Atau .. just maybe, he is currently aiming your head from behind,” Kenan said.

“Aah .. The useless son of the Indira family was also present here apparently?” jeff said accompanied by laughter, denigrating Kenan's position in the Indira family. Many know that Indira's youngest son cannot be proud at all.

Seemed Jeff narrowed both corners of his eyes, looking at Kenan with a sneer that could redden the ears of Teshar's sister.

Kenan's breath was heard hunting, the insults could make him very offended. How not, as a 'youngest child' she has always been the subject of her brother's comparison. His parents' words now ring again. With all his might, he threw away that painful memory.

Jemmy who started to notice the change in face turned red Kenan suddenly agitated. He was worried that Kenan would mess things up, if it caught Jeff's words to him. Jeff's plan this part should not be left alone.

“Where is Clara now, we finish this as soon as possible!” jemmy's sidelines break the heat.

“Show me where Zidan is, I'll let you know where Clara is.” Jeff walked in a relaxed style. His move gave the effect of intimidating the opponent.

“We will hand over, as long as Clara also you bring here first.”

Jemmy tried to be unaffected by Jeff's calm style. He still has Teshar, who may be crisscrossing into the Bar in search of Clara's whereabouts. He hopes Teshar can take advantage of the slightest opportunity by not making mistakes.

“The document you are looking for is also on me,” added Kenan with a grinning smile.

Jeff looked at Kenan who was now behind Jemmy for a moment, until nodding with a face that was difficult to read.

“Bring Zidan here,” said Jemmy gave orders to his subordinates via a wireless device.

Jeff smiled with his lips that blackened because of the influence of alcohol and cigarettes which are often his companion in living life. The man's hand flicked towards his men— gave the order to bring Clara—and then looked straight back at Kenan.

His mind was working hard, why would Teshar let his sister carry such an important item; everyone knew that the two brothers were hostile to each other. Jeff tried to investigate.

“How does it feel to live in the shadow of a flawless perfect man like your brother?” he turned to look at Kenan.

Kenan looked on with straightforward, unreadable eyes, between surprise, anger or sadness. His hands clutched tightly onto Jeff's group's pistol with seething emotions held in check. Prepare with the trigger ready to be pulled at any time.

“Close your mouth, old man bangka!” hiss Kenan was barely giving an expression.

His eyes were cold and sharp. His facial water now turned grim, with no blink of an eye at all.

A second later Jeff realized the mistake of his speech in provoking the emotions of an Indira Kenan, even the glare of the eye was now like a sword that was ready to hit him.

“Teshar, where are you? Why was Clara even dragged here, Fool,” Inner Jemmy swore annoyed.

Jemmy felt that Teshar was too slow to move until the opportunity he was trying to divert and buy Jeff time sounded futile. He nodded harshly staring around.

A minute later Zidan was heard cursing. His steps were heavy because Teshar was dragged by force who walked right behind Jeff; making everyone turn body—position of the guard line now turned back to Kenan and Jemmy.

Teshar came from behind Jeff while whistling, as if undaunted by the presence of Jeff's men who were out of balance with him.

“Deliver Clara to me and your servant will return home safely with you,” Teshar said still walking closer, Teshar's men walking in a standby step following his steps.

Jeff's bodyguards changed formation, immediately splitting into two groups lined up neatly from the left and right ends, leaving an empty path in the middle. It's just left between Teshar and Jeff.

Teshar's gaze now turned toward Clara who was forced to sit on the floor, her hands still tied and lips tightly closed.

“Open the bond!" his orders in a calm voice, without taking his eyes off the pair of round, teary eyes, belonged to the girl who managed to mess up his day because it was off the watch.

“You will also do the same?” demand Jeff signal the hand pointing towards Clara who is still struggling.

“Sure! Because I'm not a coward who hits women just to spread bullshit threats!” cela Teshar stared intently at Jeff.

The man gulped bitterly, trying to put aside Clara's state that made him want to cling, dispelling the obvious fear that seemed to hang in the glare of my eyes, he even wanted to curse at the girl at the same time because he dared to ignore her orders.

Jeff chuckled softly as he turned his head to look at Kenan and Teshar alternately. “My nephew. Very interesting once,” meaningful sneer.

“Give me that document, then it will all end well.” Jeff again showed a cold and serious attitude.

His hand immediately grabbed Clara's arm and told the girl to stand up after removing the duct tape from the girl's mouth in a rude manner.

The girl even had to look down with tears wiped away as she felt an immeasurable pain and heat from the skin of her face.

“Clara, are you okay?” teshar asked softly as he tried his best to suppress the almost provoked feeling to explode.

“I'm sorry, Brother,” Clara replied softly barely making a sound with quivering lips.

A drop of her tears fell instantly. His feeling suddenly tightened, as he stared at the man he had hated for twelve years now standing up to save him. Even if they have to be under threat at gunpoint.

Teshar and Jeff looked at each other.

Teshar pressed Zidan's body to comply to sit on the floor. Quietly thinking of a situation more complicated than this. He wouldn't just believe Jeff. There was no way the man would easily give up that easily and assume everything was in order.

Teshar tries to read the situation amid uncertainty over the safety of all the men, including himself.

“Actually, what are you planning, Jeff?”