B.L.O.O.D (BlackRose)
Fifty-four
After escaping from the stalker Ricard and Louis decide to find a nearby hotel, to rest while opening a file that was kept secret by his father Ricard aka Mr. Blood. Ricard drove his car casually through Ellis's road to the east, turning right onto Gough Street, as soon as he reached the junction Ricard decided to turn left onto Eddy Street, after five minutes of travel there was a magnificent hotel on their left.
“How about here only?.” Ask Ricard.
“Terusi to you.” Answer Louis.
“Down and book a room, I'll find parking.”
“Good.” Louis went down and went in first.
When entering the hotel lobby there were several crowds of people on vacation with each of their suitcases, there were several men and women wearing black and white clothes that can be concluded that they were hotel employees. The floor is made of granite with a patterned wooden floor, with white walls and several large semi-circular lights attached to the ceiling. The interior design is not too prominent, just like hotels in general. Louis walked to the reception desk and waited for a while.
“Welcome to holiday hotel there are things we can help you with.” A woman behind the reception desk greeted me kindly.
“Please, one room for two people overlooking the bay.”
“Well wait a minute madam, if you may know on whose behalf?.”
“Candy.” Louis could think of no other name than that.
“By borrow your business card.”
Louis was a little confused lucky Ricard came just in time, he also thrust a few dollars that he slipped behind his hands. The receptionist smiled, they shook hands or rather moved money from Ricard's hands into the receptionist's hands.
“Alright, here's the key. Room number 2456 on the North.”
Ricard smiled, he embraced Louis affectionately while occasionally stroking his hair. Louis blushed, not knowing that it was Ricard's wits. They were escorted directly by one of the servants by taking the elevator up to the 35th floor, they quickly took the north direction and arrived at the door of the hotel. The waiter opened the door to let them in, Ricard smiled. After he gave her a few dollars as tip money, the waiter left.
The room is quite spacious with a king-sized mattress, located at the very corner of the room presents views of the bay and Francisco. A long table that is attached to the work table with a cable TV on it is displayed right in front of the mattress, the wall consisting of six pieces of translucent glass makes the eyes stunned by the scenery presented.
Ricard locked the room and closed the window curtain, he took out the laptop from his bag and started surfing, opening one hidden file after another.
“Need retina scan to open it, pull.” Ricard.
“Then? Should we dig up your father's grave?.” Ketus Louis's.
“I don't think it is necessary.” Ricard brought his face closer and the camera began to detect a pattern in his retina.
“Successful, your father was great he used your retina also to access this laptop.”
“Of course, I learned a lot from him.” Ricard.
“Insi about the previous member data, long before me and you joined this organization.”
They opened one file after another, so far that there was not a single piece of data that matched what was happening now. Half desperate, Ricard returned to the main view of the folder where the strange place there is an empty folder consisting of only a few rows of patterns and numbers.
“Sweet, this file is empty. What does it mean?.” Ricard exits the folder and returns to the initial view.
“Ricard see, there is a strange picture here as far as I know it is not a windows app or anything like that.” Louis pointed to the screen in the left corner where there was an icon in the shape of a rose.
“Locked using numbers and patterns, wait a minute.”
Ricard reopened the empty folder, memorized each number and pattern and then returned to the icon. And there are some files about the SnowDancer organization, as well as data about Aqila ranging from newspapers to police data. Louis and Ricard read it carefully, without missing a single line.
“Poor girl, is she still alive?.” Louis
Ricard just stood still and scrutinized every available text, slowly beginning to understand the pattern. For some reason, he felt the situation was starting to show his bright spot.
“I think my dad wants us to find this girl first, look at this.”
“The names listed are those who attempted to bring down Robert, and Aqila is Robert's only adopted child. My father was informed that the sole legitimate heir of SnowDancer was Aqila, which means this girl is in danger, he also left a message that we should find her before Jonathan.”
“I still don't understand it.”
“Unfortunately there are no photos of Aqila, only data on the characteristics of the girl.”
“Then how will we find it?.”
Ricard snorted, opening a file of notes his father had made that explained Robert's death.
“What is this? The title is how Robert died, but contains only the name and again the number.” Louis looks a little upset.
‘Left corner 212B Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.’
“I get it, it's some kind of secret code. My dad and I used to play it a lot when I was a kid, my dad was a fan of detective novels and he really liked Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.”
“I'm getting confused.” Louis started scratching his neck.
“My father likes to read, he has a reading room in the headquarters with a collection of various famous writers, one of which is Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. 212B is the home address of Sherlock Holmes, the same as the shelf number he gave for the novel Sherlock.”
“That means, Mr Blood keeps his files among the books?.”
“Quickly once.”
“How did you get there? Ah, how about we call Angel asking that she stop by first to the reading room.”
“Good idea.” Ricard said without looking at it one bit.
Louis took his smartphone, after pressing a few buttons sounded a long tone sign that his phone was starting to connect.
“Halo Agent 107, are you still at headquarters? Can we ask you to take something in the reading room.......................... My God, then be careful we will meet you.”
Tut's..Tut's...Tut's..
Channel is cut off, Louis is a little worried about Angel's state.
“Finally done too.” Ricard turned his head and looked at Louis' confused face. “What's up?.”
“Someone sprayed carbon gas while Angel was looking for data on her computer, currently she is waiting for the invitation of one of the loyal members of DarkRiver.”
“How can it be?.” Ricard surprised. “No one can enter Angel's room other than himself.”
“There is someone who managed to access his room, surely he is not a random person.” Louis.
“Whatever it is, we have to move quickly before this problem gets more complicated.”
“It's almost dark, let me go to headquarters. After all, only I have access to and out of the room without suspicion. But before that, may I ask you one thing?.”
“What?.”
“Why is your father so worried about Angel's condition than any other Member? Ah.. I don't mean anything, it's just that I'm starting to feel awkward with your father's attitude.”
“My father used to say that one day there will be a girl who becomes a great mafia. And as much as we can take care of her, because this girl is still innocent and she does not know the world too well. When my father first met Angel he immediately shouted, this is the girl I mean just that.”
“Only that, alright I will rush towards the headquarters by taking a taxi. You wait here, give me until midnight. If I haven't returned, then you should leave this place.” Louis left haughtily.
“Basic woman, could-can he rule me, did he forget that right now I am his boss.” Ricard Gumam.
