B.L.O.O.D (BlackRose)
Forty Four
Harris looked at the weakly rolled girl beside him.
“He does not seem to be in good condition, to which hospital we will take him sir.”
“No, she can't be taken there We have to hide this girl.” Arnold said while looking at the rearview.
Harris was amazed, wanting to touch Angel's cheek just once. As he was about to do so Arnold saw the rearview mirror and immediately reprimanded Harris.
“If you dare touch Rose you will rot in prison.”
“Jeez, I didn't mean to pervert.” Harris blushed his lips.
“Where is your home?.”
“Are you crazy?, I...”.
“Say!!.”
Harris was silent for a moment, and opened his voice slowly.
“At the intersection of Margaret road and Wells street my apartment is located not far from there, it is about two kilometers from here.”
“Too far, do you have a friend or acquaintance of a doctor?.”
Harris thought hard, after a moment of silence Harris remembered.
“There is my friend, his house is not far from here about five hundred meters.”
“Show the way.” Arnold was driving following the direction from Harris.
“Until the intersection turn left, go into the alley and turn right, this alley only fit for one car directly in and parking the vehicle there. Well, we got to.”
Arnold was a little surprised to see a seedy looking apartment hidden in a narrow alley, he turned to Harris with a doubtful look.
“Wait what else, let's bring your girl.”
Harris got out of the car first and knocked on the door, Arnold held Angel in his arms and told Harris to close the door.
Tok.dok...
Tok.tok...
“Hey Watson, come out this me.”
From the top floor there was a curtain, apparently Watson watching them from behind the window. Shortly after Harris shouted the door was opened from the inside, a well-dressed man in a white suit appeared from behind the door and greeted kindly. A moment of them hugging each other came to a halt when Watson saw the helpless weak girl in Arnold's arms.
“Yes god, quickly bring him in.”
Arnold was a little confused but he immediately entered once told, the inside of the apartment was not bad even very good. The pastel shades of chocolate make the atmosphere feel warm, the interior design also does not look tacky it looks elegant with a large wall clock and some photos of the world's great people.
“Here.”
Watson directs Arnold to take Angel to a room that looks like a hospital patient room, a simple bed with adequate medical equipment. Arnold laid Angel down carefully, Watson immediately checked Angel's condition after the girl was laid. Harris was bored, he decided to take his laptop left in the car.
“Where is your car key sir, I want to take laptop.”
Arnold throws the car keys that Harris swiftly captures.
“How is the condition?.” Ask Arnold
“So far good, he's just been given too much dope. Luckily there was no overdose, it is likely that tomorrow he regained consciousness.”
“But, before this he wore an infusion and oxygen hose. Doesn't mean he's critical.”
“Do you doubt me?, here I am the doctor. Trust.”
Despite doubts Arnold didn't want to argue any further, now there was no other choice. Angel must come to their senses soon, so that they can go far away from London. Harris had returned from the car, it was strange to see two men in front of him looking awkwardly at each other. Realizing Harris' arrival they choose to be busy with their respective affairs.
“Hey Watson, did you save the flash I gave you the other day. I think I need it.” Harris
“Will I get you.”
Harris sat on the sofa fiddling with the laptop, while Arnold pulled out a chair and sat down beside Angel holding his hand. Shortly afterwards Watson came and gave Harris the flash he had asked for.
“Are you guys hungry?, I can cook spaghetti for us.” Ask Watson.
“No need, we just need a break. What time is it now?.”
“Nearly two o'clock, how about you Harris?.”
Harris just shook his hand, giving a warning that he didn't want to be disturbed. Watson leaves them and climbs upstairs to rest, Arnold falls asleep in a sitting state and Harris is still busy with his laptop. For nearly an hour Harris struggled with his laptop until he unknowingly made a noise that made Arnold wake up.
“What's Harris?.” Ask Arnold.
“Look at this, I was working on my invention software the other day regarding a GPS chip that could be mounted on a human body. But I don't know why the GPS keeps pointing to this house, even though I left the chip at home.”
“Can you zoom in?.”
“Sebentar.”
Harris fiddled again, after zooming in, it appeared that someone's body was lying in the same room with them. Harris was shocked, he looked at Angel with his mouth almost open.
“There are already wearing it first, even though this chip is very expensive that's why I made the imitation.”
Arnold approached and felt Angel's body to make sure the chip was installed.
“Do not feel it so, here let me find it.”
Harris again struggled with the laptop, when he pressed enter Angel's left arm let out a bright red light. Reflex, Arnold tore off Angel's left sleeve.
“Smart once, the scar they covered with tattoos so that no one realized that there was a chip planted inside.” Harris explained.
“That means, those who install this chip can find Angel wherever it is?.”
“Because it is connected to the satellite network, most likely yes. That also means we'll get caught. Jesus!!!.” After realizing the truth Harris panicked, he swiftly fiddled back with the laptop.
“What will you do?.”
“Aticipate, I'll control the software that connects with Angel and mess with their GPS. At least this will last two weeks, unless they realize this.”
The atmosphere became silent, only the sound of keyboard keys being pressed hard and fast. Almost half an hour Harris struggled with the laptop, until a sigh of relief came out of his mouth.
“Completed, huh. tense instead.”
Arnold was just silent, he looked fixed Angel left arm a black rose tattoo that looks beautiful but full of mystery.
“Can we take out the thing, tell your friend to do the operation immediately.”
“You're crazy, it's not an easy thing to take that little thing out. It takes great care not to hurt your girl.”
“Didn't you say that your friend is a doctor?.”
Harris began to look doubtful, he bit his lower lip while scratching his nape. Arnold watched Harris's movements with a suspicious look, he pulled Harris's collar which made Harris surprised instead of playing.
“I'll explain, Watson is not a real doctor. He had indeed studied medical science but because he had no charge he stopped, he did not, but because his experience is quite adequate plus there are people from the hospital who are willing to prepare medical equipment and medicines for him he opened this clinic. The injured criminals will come here and pay a high enough fee, because the risk will be found out is very large if they come to the hospital.”
“So you mean, this guy is a self-styled doctor?. Stupid!!.”
Arnold took off Harris's collar and ruffled his own hair like crazy.
“Trust me, she is very experienced.” Harris tried to calm Arnold down even though he himself was shaken.
“I'll wait until tomorrow morning, if Rose's condition worsens you and your friend will die.”
Harris gulped, he was afraid Arnold was a mobster who was quite famous for his brutality and a threat from him would definitely happen soon.
Meanwhile, Ricard was still driving as far away from the scene as possible until he saw a narrow alley and drove there.
“We're down here, we'll walk to the bar right there.” Ricard pointed to the Bar that was quite far from where they had stopped.
“Why not go there directly, that way we do not need to walk.” Denying Candy.
“Stupid, we'll get caught.”
Ricard gets off the car and Candy follows him, and Ricard opens the trunk and retrieves a bag of clothes and some weapons. He closed the trunk, threw the car keys on the street and walked towards the bar he was referring to. Candy just tailed from behind, that night the weather was not too cold because it had entered spring. Just before the entrance, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes smelled clearly coupled with the pounding DJ music blaring, Candy felt uncomfortable as soon as they went inside.
How not, many couples make out to each other without shame. Some fights between visitors, many women who were thinking men who came in their clothes were almost naked.But the place became a good place to change costumes, but the place was, considering all visitors are just busy with their music and activities.
“You go first, I wait and watch here if you're done don't meet me, put the bag on the table over there and send a short message to me.” Said Ricard while giving the bag to Candy.
Candy nodded and rushed to the toilet, while Ricard sat down at the counter. Some women started to approach and tease Ricard but he gently refused, the bartender started to approach and ask for his order.
“One Cocktail please, and may I have a cigarette?.”
The bartender gave me a cigarette and a lighter. “Wait a minute.”
As the bartender was busy making Ricard's order, he looked around carefully and made sure no one was suspicious.
“Your drink sir.” The bartender put the drink next to Ricard.
Ricard sipped his drink slowly while glancing down the woman's toilet, seeing Candy had removed her disguise and come out of the toilet. Candy put her bag on the table according to Ricard's orders, Ricard put the money on the table, he immediately approached and grabbed the bag as soon as Candy moved away. This time it was his turn to open the disguise, Ricard went into the toilet and filled the empty room. Lucky for him no one was in the toilet, Ricard lowered the lid of the toilet and sat down with a sigh.
Slowly he pulled the skin on the right side of the face, a little sore indeed, he could feel the synthetic skin was attached quite strongly making him feel as if he was pulling his own skin. Ricard threw his synthetic leather in the trash and repeated the other side, pulling out a fake nose and removing his wig. When finished he came out from behind the toilet cubicle walking to the sink to wash his face, now it is the turn of the contact lenses that he slowly releases. Ricard had never worn contact lenses before, and it made his eyes feel uncomfortable, this time he washed his face once again before finally dressing up in clothes, shoes and jackets.
Ricard stared at his reflection, took a breath and changed the bag he was carrying quickly before finally leaving the toilet. Ricard saw Candy sitting alone and a drunk man approaching and was about to tease her, Ricard did not stay silent he walked closer in a pretentious style.
“Come on we go.” Ricard said as he extended his hand.
Candy welcomed Ricard's hand, stood up and passed away holding Ricard's hand.
