Between Guns and Roses

Sudden Attack

There was a loud thump of music on the discotheque with a characteristic blaring bass sound. Seeming a handsome young man sitting at the bartender's table, he took a sip of a drink he had just ordered. Occasionally his head nods as the rhythm of music continues to be heard blaringly decorate the room.

"Let's go home!" said the man next to her.

"Just a second!" reply the young man.

The young man was Antonio, who had looked relaxed even though he was still on high alert.

"Come on! Too much drinking! It can make you stupid!" said the man again.

"Hmmp ... stupid huh?" dengus Antonio's.

"Hahahaha, then we're racing until we get out of here. Finish in the usual place. Okay!" said the man bet.

"Come on!" antonio replied as he quickly rushed towards the exit followed by his partner.

The man also moved no less quickly chasing Antonio, they were both not too difficult to sneak among the crowd who were enjoying the music while dancing.

"Slowly you are, Pedro!" antonio said as they reached a dark corner outside the discotheque.

"Revelation!" shouting Pedro.

Dor's!

"Nearly," said Pedro, holstering back his gun.

"You can be quick, but still careless" he added with a small grin.

"Damn!" gerutu while face down.

He grumbled in annoyance at his carelessness of reading the situation. Had Pedro not shouted a reminder, maybe at this time he had become a corpse.

"You recognize her?" ask Pedro to Antonio who is currently nearby.

"Hmm .. they are apparently," replied Antonio briefly.

"Come fast! I don't think they're alone. Usually they move in pairs just like us" said Pedro while moving.

"Wait!" shouted Antonio.

Pedro stopped and turned to Antonio.

"There is no other access to get out of here, other than the road there" Antonio said, pointing to a dark corner between buildings.

"Come on!" Antonio.

They ran quickly in the direction Antonio pointed to, but they lost track when they reached the side of the highway.

"We've lost track!" antonio said while stopping his steps.

"I'm guessing, he has other access. Hmm ...," replied Pedro casually.

"So?" Antonio asked while frowning his forehead.

"Yes, let it go" Pedro replied as he passed.

"Crazy!!! I almost died!" Antonio grumbled as he followed Pedro's steps.

"Well what are you gonna do? Ask the corpse? Hey you! Where's your friend? Where's your friend running? Didn't he? Hahahaha," Pedro said mockingly.

"Hmmp ...," Antonio only snorted annoyedly at Pedro's reply.

"We're not on a mission, so let it go" Pedro said casually.

"What if I die?!" Antonio asked in a high tone.

"Hahahahaha," Pedro just laughed at Antonio's question.

"I've known you for a long time, before you even got into an association. You know what, if your dad was my old partner?" pedro said casually.

"What connection?" antonio did not understand.

"Forget over! I'm going home this way, you want to come?" he asked while looking at Antonio who was still confused.

"Hmm .. Yes, I'm first!" said Pedro as he walked into a small alley on the side of the building.

Antonio did not answer, he only accelerated his pace down the highway. As if to get to his residence soon.

***

That night he could not close his eyes, but just rolled around in bed.

"Hmm ...," he took a breath while writhing.

Then he woke up, picked up a glass and poured coffee from an automatic coffee maker. After that, rushed to his desk, checking the mission files that he had to go through.

Antonio Fernando is a professional assassin or hitman who is a member of the Blood Moon Association or blood moon association, an association that is famous for killing in any situation. Like a full moon that illuminates the darkness of the night with splashes of blood, making the atmosphere of the night become gloomy and gray.

He now lives alone in his father's small apartment on the seventeenth floor - making him feel comfortable to set up various strategies without the distractions of the bustling street noise. There is also a room containing various weapons provided by the association for use in missions.

Antonio is deliberately included by his father in order to be the best assassin successor to the famous Fernando family never fails in the mission, although his own life as a bet.

"Hmmp ..," he let out a short sigh as he occasionally flipped through the sheets of paper containing data about his target.

The target this time is Charles Darmawan, a businessman who makes his company as a mask for drug trafficking efforts. Several times he has been caught by the police, but that much he managed to escape. It is not difficult for a businessman who is struggling with wealth to escape the law.

It was written that at 10:00, Charles Darmawan will hold a meeting with his colleagues in a building on the fifth floor. Antonio seemed to nod his own head to understand the situation and conditions he was going to live, his brain then thought about the strategy he had to do for the smoothness of his mission.

"I have to prepare from now on" he murmured.

After closing the file and putting it back into the drawer, he rushed into the weapon room. Take one short-barreled weapon, the Magnum and one long-barreled weapon, a type of Sniper Rifle. Then put it neatly into the bag.

The Blood Moon Association actually moves in pairs while on missions, there is a strategy type and an execution type. Antonio who is a member of the execution type should move with Pedro who is his partner of the strategy type member. However, because he was impressed often improvise to make Pedro's strategy to be futile.

Kriein! Kriein!

I heard a call from Antonio's cell phone

"Hallo!" said Antonio.

"I know you haven't slept" Pedro said across the phone.

"Yes, what's wrong?" antonio asked coldly.

"Haha ... You're still like that, moving all you want. I believe my strategy is more mature and the chances of success are greater" Pedro replied.

"I appreciate your opinion, however you are father's partner. But I understand better what I have to do, trust me!" antonio was firm.

"Haha ... Just please! I believe you!" pedro said with a laugh, then hung up his phone call.

Tut! Tut!

"Thank you" said Antonio slowly, clasping his phone tightly.

After that he drew a framework of strategies that he must live tomorrow on the available whiteboard. Sometimes he was pensive and nodded in describing the situation.

"From here, keep coming here, and then here" he murmured as he scratched the chalk on his slate.

"Hmm ..," he stared at the blackboard with a sigh.

"Okay, fix! I get it now!" itself kata.

After feeling understood by his own way of thinking, he then removed it to clean. Everything he had recorded and stored in his brain memory.

"It seems like I should rest" he said, raising both hands up, stretching his muscles that were beginning to feel stiff.

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