Carnations

Snowdrops

Anya looked in amazement one by one the paintings that were stuck on the wall.

These paintings get a special place by the owner, really arranged like a gallery.

There are twenty-seven paintings.

Suddenly a curious feeling ambushed Anya's heart. Who's someone who loves art, but can kidnap people.

Then he will be taken by the kidnapper. He himself did not know who the kidnapper was.

Anya thought hard, there was an incomprehension of her way of thinking. His fear became mixed with curiosity.

But still he did not want to linger there, he wanted to go home.

While upstairs in the house, in the workspace there was the sound of the door being opened.

" ****** you!!, how did you who have a large body and number six people, lose to one woman who is small!!"

"Sorry boss, at that time we didn't realize that the woman could think that far..."

Before the thug finished talking the boss immediately snapped.

"Then you just relax and sleep, how can you not be vigilant. You are not a Becus !!"

There was a loud sound coming down the table.

"Let's see you, call the others to find the woman, I don't want to know, tomorrow the woman has to be found".

"I have contacted Alex in Jakarta sir, the woman has not returned home, at her lover's house is also not there"

" So soon you find gobloook!!, don't let him report to the police!!".

"Good Boss"

"Where to go, see you !"

The thug came out with quick and steady steps.

His face was flat in no way showing any disappointment or anger.

His voice was like that of an aged man, but it had a savagery in it.

Anya began to fear.

He was afraid when the boss entered the room he was in now.

Anya started turning off all the lights. He's gonna hide. He was looking for a place to hide. In the closet.

Justright. The boss started to open the door. Anya held her breath.

The man entered the room without regard to the condition of his room, he went straight into his painting gallery.

Anya saw the boss from the inside clearly visible face of the boss, because he turned on the lights.

But Anya did not know this man. Who is she ??.

Male aged, with sturdy stature and dapper style.

Not long after, the man came out of the gallery. Without looking around again directly towards the exit.

If only he had paid more attention to his surroundings, he would have known that his bed cover was a little messy. And there's a scented smell of soap coming out of the bathroom.

Food placed in place of supplies also seemed to be reduced a lot.

He felt lucky with that condition.

The boss walked out with a smile.

' it turns out he's still inside, he's not going to be able to do anything, anyway he doesn't recognize me', the boss's inner self.

He called out to his men in a whisper, not sure what he was talking about, but saw that his men were nodding their heads, looking at his boss's study.

The Boss walked towards his private room, he needed to rest for a while. There was a burden released since he knew, his valuables were still inside his secret room and looked fine.

He closed his eyes, he would sleep a little, and early in the morning would return to Jakarta.