B.L.O.O.D (BlackRose)
Seventy six
Arnold, Ricard and Louis ran past the pedestrians, even Arnold had hit one of the pedestrians. He just helped stand up and apologized before finally returning to run, only one more block left and they arrived at the store that Arnold meant. A modern cafe with a minimalist and elegant concept.
“Is there any sign of them?” louis said as he exhaled, he frowned slightly because his ankle had not fully recovered.
“Kurasa not.” Ricard regulated his breathing while crouching.
“Do you guys see Angel?”
Louis and Ricard stared at each other then shook their heads.
“I hope the girl is okay.” Arnold was starting to look anxious.
“Not that I don't feel worried. But, Angel is so much better than you think.” Ketus Louis's.
“I hope so.”
Tinn...
Tin...
A long horn of a silver SUV stopped beside them, the windshield opened and shocked everyone.
“You!!!”
“Come in, we're almost late.”
The three of them got into the car, there was a sound of car wheel friction when Angel stepped on the gas pedal.
“Waw, incredible from where you got this car.” Ricard clucked in admiration.
“I found it not far from mall.”
“You stole it?”
“Maybe, but I left my phone by the side of the road. And, I think it's even.”
“You are not sane.”
“Not a good time to discuss this, Louis you still keep your phone?”
“Ya, this.” Louis handed me his phone.
“How about you Ricard?”
“There, this.”
Angel put his left hand, Louis and Ricard put his phone into Angel's hand. Angel opened the car window and threw the phone into the street.
“Hey, my phone what are you doing.” Shouted Ricard.
“As expected, Mr Arnold did you save your phone?”
“Sure, you want to throw it away?”
“No need, we will need it.”
“Angel can you explain your plan this time?” Louis asked.
“No.”
“Then, why we throw away the phone.” Ricard looked annoyed, Angel could see it well from the rearview mirror.
“I told you just anticipation, why do you think we can get caught?”
"They must have visited our bus first,” Louis said.
"How do they know which one is our car?" Angel's right There's been a couple of cars in the parking lot. Maybe even more now.
"Our cell phone." Ricard looked at Louis. "Our phones emit wireless signals that keep us tracked ."
Louis nodded. "They must be following our cell phone signals, especially our phones are specially made."
“Mainly belongs to Angel.”
Louis stared at Angel's reflection from the rearview mirror. “Do you think?"
She shook her head. “I don't know. It's possible."
“Also the network I installed, the connection from the laptop I brought and my phone. Could they check it?”
Angel is back on the street.
“As far as I know, Faith has abilities almost on par with you Ricard. Although he is also very careless.”
“When I was at the supermarket I got a signal that someone was visiting our car, but when I was about to call Angel suddenly there was an incoming call from an unknown number. I ignored and tried to contact Angel but still the call came in, as I looked in front of the black man while playing his phone and pointed the gun at us. That's when I just realized that we're being followed.”
“And that guy is Faith.”
“You're right.”
“Then how can that woman recognize you?” Arnold looked at Angel.
“My phone, he noticed it when our eyes met.”
“Discountable disguise.” Arnold leaned his body back.
“What will we do now?” ask Ricard.
“Boston.”
“You sure?”
“There is no choice, I must as soon as possible become the heir of my father's organization. That way all the problems will be so much easier.”
“You sure?”
“Yes, very sure. I've done some research on the SnowDancer members and they are very loyal and reliable people.”
The atmosphere became silent for a moment, now they had arrived in Boston. It can be ascertained from a sign that reads welcome to Boston, Angel pulled the car over.
“Ricard can I ask for the address?”
“Ah of course.” Ricard took out a business card from behind his jacket and handed it to Angel.
“I don't know the streets here, will anyone replace me?”
“Let me just.” Arnold got out of the car and swapped seats with Angel, now Arnold is taking over.
“Tell me if the destination is almost there, about ten meters from our destination.”
“For what?”
“Later you will know, now drive well. Louis, Ricard better let go of your cover. We no longer need it.”
Arnold drove well through a row of shops and houses in their own distinctive style, unexpectedly Arnold recognized the streets of Boston very well. Angel concluded that he visited here very often.
They were almost there, Arnold looked around with a strange look as if he had missed the place so much and had not returned for a long time.
“If you can know, what is the name of the person we will meet?”
“What's the reason?”
“You know, I visit here often. Meet my brother, unfortunately he died months ago.”
Angel looked at Arnold's teary eyes.
“We have arrived on harrow.” road
Arnold stops the car, Angel rushes to get off as well as the others. “No! Let me go myself.”
“Why?” Louis looked in wonder
“I'm worried that there are others who have arrived first or, there are others who are catching up with us. I want you guys to be on your guard here, when you see the danger of driving slowly closer to the house I'm visiting, honking the car horn three times as fast as possible so I can get ready.”
No one dared to oppose Angel's decision, all of them could only obey like a pet. Angel went down, the others could still see Angel from the car before Angel disappeared behind the corner.
“But stubborn girl.” Arnold.
The atmosphere became quiet, they had already cleaned the face of the synthetic skin Angel installed. Ricard looked bored, and hungry.
"Hey man, you come here a lot?"
"Well, my cousin's house isn't far from here."
"really? where's where?"
"Not far from the turn in front of there, where Angel went."
"That's close, can we stop by and ask for some bread? you know I'm so hungry."
"Ricard, stop being stupid." Louis was visibly upset at Ricard's behavior.
"I'm starving, Arnold and Angel had a chance to drink coffee earlier, while I haven't eaten anything since morning, even the strawberries we bought we didn't have time to bring."
Arnold smiled amusedly at Ricard, behind his firm and straightforward face, as well as his brilliant brain. Hidden in Richard's innocent and strange childish nature, Louis did not want to serve Richard so he just kept quiet and looked out the window.
