A Love To Killer's

ACT 2: POV MALCOLM 2

Since that day, somehow our destiny seems to be tied. In no more than a month, we have met again in the same way.

Even on the way home from grocery shopping, I was able to meet the young man back with a battered face.

I wonder what exactly young people of his age do, until it is always related to injuries.

“I'm investigating something,” he said.

I who was treating him at that time did not react much because my focus was only on the wound of the young man.

“Are you a cop? Detective?” ask me origin.

“What does it look like? Hehe... But I'm not both,” he replied lightly.

I just smiled, because I could actually shoot him.

“Then?” ask me again origin.

“But, if you know my problem, then you will also be in danger,” he said.

“Really?” ask again.

“Well, you don't need to know. But, I seem to be needing your help from now on,” he said.

I didn't say it at all because I thought we just happened to meet again. Without me knowing, apparently fate really brought us together.

The one thing that makes me shake my head, every time we meet he must always be seriously injured. After she decided she wanted my help, she even went to the hospital where I worked.

He's throwing a tantrum because he doesn't want to be handled by anyone but me. Once, I had just returned to my residence, after almost a week of not coming home and kept watch in the emergency department.

Because of the commotion made by the young man, I was forced to return to the hospital with a feeling of annoyance.

Upon seeing her lying on the bed in so much blood, I forgot my frustration and took action immediately.

“You have come,” he said while smiling weakly at me.

“Are you crazy? Many medical personnel here can directly help you, but why do you endanger your life like this?” my lament.

“Hehe... Didn't I tell you that I'm going to need your help, not someone else's help.”.

I could barely speak anymore seeing the attitude of this young man. I don't know what he did until it always ended like that.

Some deep incision wounds require a few stitches. I advised him to stay in the hospital, but he only asked for a prescription.

“What exactly did you do like this? Don't you have a family that worries about you?” manya curious.

“Of course I have a family. I did all this for my family too. I secretly asked you to treat me as well for the sake of my family,” he replied lightly.

With her pale face, she tried to get up and put on her clothes again which were already filled with bloodstains.

“As your doctor, I forbid you to come out. If you don't obey, don't find me again to treat your wounds,” threatened me.

“Cannot be. You said yourself that a doctor will not leave a patient who is injured,” he said chuckled.

“Give me your ID card. I have to make sure you're conditioned once every three days. If you don't come to me, then I will come to you,”.

He seemed to extend his hand to me. I was confused by what he wanted.

“Discover your phone,” the thrill.

I hesitantly handed my phone to him, and was immediately grabbed by the young man.

He is seen typing something on the phone screen while talking.

“My name is Ardiaz, but you can call me Alpha. That's my code name that I often use outside,” he said.

"Why do you trust me?

He handed me my phone and got out of bed. The move was shaken due to weakness due to loss of a lot of blood.

But his stubbornness made him reluctant to look weak and chose to leave immediately from there.

Armed with the prescription medication I gave him, he disappeared from sight. That was the beginning of my involvement with him. A young man named Ardiaz, the tactician and the head of the Hemachandra Family's bodyguard.

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As time went on, I started to get used to the existence of the young man. Ardiaz, I'm starting to know who he is and what his real job is.

I sympathized with him, after hearing the reason why he always came with a body full of wounds. Apparently, he was looking for the killer of his parents a few years ago.

In his investigation, the young man met several other young men who were also introduced to me.

They are none other than the hacker and merchant, Jordan aka Charlie, and also a cold-blooded executor, Mac duff or what we often call Delta.

The three young men had always lived in a black world. Only I have a normal life and a good name in society.

The four of us are good friends. Even all their plans regarding illegal acts I know.

Until one day, the three young men decide to go somewhere, after finding a bright spot about who killed Ardiaz's parents.

I'm the only one who can't come along, and was given the mandate to deliver an emergency message, if there's no word from them during the allotted time.

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