B.L.O.O.D (BlackRose)
Enam
Angel arrived at Jane's Cafe just at half-eight, where she found Arnold waiting for her while sipping a cup of coffee, in a pair of jeans, a black T-shirt and a brown coat. Arnold doesn't look like the mobster Angel met yesterday, nothing more than a typical office guy. It was just that those eyes, were emitting gazes full of anger and deep hatred.
“ good morning Angel.” Arnold's smile was exquisite, enough to drive a girl crazy.
This time Angel is ready to handle Arnold. “ good morning. How about we just get straight to the point.” Only a practical and cold attitude can keep this man away.
Arnold grinned.
“ hahahhaa.., just relax Rose. Unfortunately there was a change of plans, the meeting started after lunch.”
Angel stared intently at Arnold, this guy.
This is one of his tricks, really a bastard.
“ well.., how about we determine first what role is suitable for you?.”
'Somehow the goal is, but obviously this guy has a bad goal. I have to be careful.’ Inner Angel.
“A pretty efficient way to spend our time.” Angel said coldly.
“ go to my car.”
Angel does not protest, she is not the type of woman who likes to argue. Arnold knows the way, so it makes sense that he's driving.
“ have you had breakfast?.” Ask Arnold.
“ not yet.., because we will meet at the cafe I think it would be better if I do not have breakfast, considering you made an appointment for breakfast together.”
Arnold chuckled, This girl beside him is truly unique. Practical and cold. Wanting it to feel he caressed and kissed her, it was just that such great anger towards Blood made him resist his will.
“ where we go?.”
Arnold was just speechless, Angel noticed the passing city as they approached the bay bridge. San Francisco looks like a sparkle of a gem that glimmers near the sea. And in the opposite direction, nature reigns. In some places the forest continues to stretch to the Nevada border, even further. Until arriving in the Lake Tahoe area, which is the largest mountain lake (alpine lake) in the northern part of the continental America. The scenery is very beautiful, Angel never visited here before, for some reason he is not sure most of California is filled with a series of national parks and forests.
Arnold glanced at Angel
“ never been here before?.”
“ not.”
“ what?.., you live in San Francisco but you never come here?.”
“ I don't like to travel far, I just focus on my job. To me the Blood organization is everything.”
“ cihh... Basic is not sane.”
Angel looked at Arnold who had been focusing on the streets, his face glittering in the morning sun, his eyes blue and his lips reddish. Wanting Angel to kiss and bite her red lips, enjoying a touch with each other exchanged saliva.
Uhhh....,
‘What I think, I should focus on my mission’. Inner Angel
“ you are definitely not a californian, where are you from?.., to me you look more like an Asian.”
Angel turned to the side, staring at the road that he had passed. “ I myself was not sure I was American, maybe you were right I was Asian.”
“ but your accent looks like english.”
Angel smile “ You yourself sometimes use European accent.”
Arnold just kept quiet, he didn't like to talk about where he came from. Angel understood, he was quite an expert in terms of micro-expression. Angel himself does not know where he got the ability.
Arnold parked his car in front of a house that was quite large, simple but elegant looking.
“ we've arrived.”
