B.L.O.O.D (BlackRose)
Fifty seven
The road was so safe and peaceful that despite a slight density at some point, Louis who was initially driving casually suddenly drove his vehicle at high speed deliberately ahead of the car that followed him.
Louis crashed the left side of his car into another car making the car he hit lose balance and hit another car in front of him, apparently from the back there was a silver Chevrolet car that drove at high speed hit the back of Louis car. The inevitable collisions, the thumping sound and roar of the car sound deafening, plus the squeaking sound of the car tires are in forced brakes to avoid accidents.
There were about ten cars involved, two overturned, one on the sidewalk, four badly damaged and the rest only damaged on the front or side of the car. And Louis's car was badly damaged, people started crowding around to see what was going on. Some seemed busy calling the authorities, some were capturing it with mobile phone cameras.
Blood splattered on the road, Louis who was about to faint opened the door of a crumbling car, with great difficulty he got out of the car. He did not want to waste time, without seeing the consequences of his reckless actions he ran half staggered into the alley. A man who cared for him was about to help and take him to the ambulance but Louis refused, he stood up straight and in a cold manner he ran away from the place.
The originally safe and peaceful road becomes severely jammed, the car that follows Louis is trapped among the other cars making them lose track of Louis. One of those driving the car showed an upset face, while the other was busy calling to report what had happened. But in the middle of the situation they argue.
“Do not call master, you know we can be in trouble.”
“But we have to report this.”
“No!! I said no, we'll report it later if we've found traces of the woman.”
“As for you, if bad things happen it's not my fault.”
Meanwhile, Louis who already felt safe chose to take a taxi. Now that he could feel the tremendous pain in his legs, he realized that his leg was injured due to a car body pinch.
“Where are you mistress?”
“Take me to the holiday hotel, later I will show you the way.”
“Good.”
Ricard walked down each block while counting, wearing black and white clothes typical of hotel servants. Ricard was actually uncomfortable with his current appearance, he saw two young men chatting on the sidewalk so he decided to bid for the jacket and hat they were wearing.
“Hey man, I love your jacket can I buy it?”
“What? You can buy it at the clothing store, model jackets like this are sold there.” Said the sweet black boy.
“This, a hundred dollars for your jacket and hat.” Ricard took a hundred dollars out of his wallet
Seeing the amount of money Richard offered the young man agreed, he happily gave him his jacket and hat. As promised, Ricard gave a hundred dollars a price that was actually too high for a shabby synthetic leather jacket and an old baseball cap.
Ricard, wearing a jacket and hat, left the two young men behind and continued on. Ricard glanced at the clock, it was almost twenty-five minutes he was waiting for Louis. They agreed not to call each other because it would pose a risk of being tracked, Ricard leaned on the street lamp post while glancing to the right and left making it look like a pickpocket was looking for prey.
Tetttt..
The sound of the car horn shocked Ricard, the rear window glass opened. Louis gave him a code to get into the taxi.
“Now road.” Louis gave a warning to the taxi driver to return to continue the journey.
Ricard accidentally saw the wounds on Louis's hands with a shabby shirt.
“What is this? You injured? Tell me what happened?”
“Let me tell you, now it's good we find a place to rest.”
Ricard was silent and only looked at Louis with a worried look, but Louis had a point too now it was almost too late as humans in general of course they needed rest.
“Pak driver do you know the location of a cheap hotel or inn, and if it can be a hidden place.”
The driver glanced at the rearview mirror, he smiled. Now Louis just noticed the appearance of the taxi driver who looks very creepy, more like a thug than a taxi driver. Now Louis can conclude that he is no ordinary driver.
“I know hidden places, the price is quite affordable with twenty-four hours bar facilities.”
“No I don't really like bars, can you just be ordinary. It's quiet and quiet that's what we need” Louis said
“Well, how much money do you have?”
“Not much, only about a hundred dollars.”
“I know an old house around here, the owner is old. Now he rents his upstairs house to travelers at a sloping price with free breakfast facilities, if you want you can rent it.”
“Alright, take us there.”
“By pleasure miss.”
Louis could see the driver grinning from the rearview mirror, Louis felt there was something strange but he had no choice. If they stay in a luxury hotel, then it will be easier for the blood organization to find them. No, they had to find an ordinary inn with a hidden location and rarely visited by others.
After walking for about thirty minutes, the driver stopped his car and let his passengers down. Louis looked at the old building that looked more like the haunted house, seen the paint that began to fade and some parts of the wall cracked. The fence was old and rusty, a deafening squealing sound was heard when the gate was opened. The lighting is also inadequate, on the front porch only in the bright with a flickering yellow incandescent lamp.
Jinggg.....
The driver pressed the bell, a rickety sound was heard when the door opened. An old woman with wrinkled skin smiled as she looked at the taxi driver.
“Fred, you're the one? Why do you visit these nights?”
“There are guests who want to stay mistress.”
“Oh, then go in.”
The condition of the house turned out to be better when viewed from the inside, the paint is still quite good with a sofa lined up in the middle room. The place is also quite well maintained and clean, the scenery is very inversely proportional when considering the condition of the house from the outside.
“Include this Ms. Lancester but commonly called Ms. Bety.”
“Hello my name is Jessica and this is Andrew my husband.”
“Oh you are a couple apparently, let's go upstairs. I'm sure you'll love this place.”
Ma Bety wanted to take his guests upstairs but the driver immediately switched the conversation
“Pardon Mrs Bety, there's still work waiting for me.”
“Oh, Fred alright. Thank you for bringing guests here.”
“Ah, briefly.” Louis stopped the driver when he was about to leave the house. “I haven't paid taxi fare.” Louis issued a dollar bill of about seventy dollars.
The driver took without counting the numbers, he immediately resigned. Ms. Betty locked the front door and escorted Ricard and Louis to the upstairs room, Ms. Betty was so friendly she explained every detail of the house and the condition of their rented room. He also told them what breakfast they would get, Louis looked at the room.
‘Not bad.’ Inner Louis
Ms. Bety was still chattering ria, making Ricard uncomfortable and cutting his words spontaneously.
“Sorry madam, if possible could you let us rest.” Ms. Betty was silent as she looked at Ricard. “This is for the rental fee.”
Ricard took two hundred dollars out of the wallet and gave it to Ms. Betty's.
“Master, this is too much. The rent is no more than fifty dollars a night.”
“Nothing, instead let us rest and have a nice breakfast meal for us.”
Ms. Betty smiled and walked out of the room while saying good night.
“Goodnight sir and mistress Andrew.”
After making sure the old woman left, Ricard took off his jacket and hat, and threw them on the floor.
“Alright, distraction has gone what we will do now.” He said while throwing his body on the bed.
“Do you think?”
“We check the contents of his map.” Ricard immediately sat down and put on a serious look.
