Find Me in 1000 Years

Lari

"What?" Ken was astonished.

"Not ask too many questions! Just finish your dinner and get some rest." The man again left Ken alone in the room.

After the man left, Ken checked the contents of the package. There were burgers and fries that were his favorite food, but he turned to his tied hands. Instead of eating, he would rather run away from the place. Since the knot is on top he tries to open the knot with his teeth. I'm a fool if I can't open this, her mind.

Elsewhere, the woman came to the living room where there were some men resting there. A black man who looked the most senior was sitting on a dining table chair enjoying his coffee, while another bule man with a codet on his cheek, was sitting on his desk, engrossed in playing darts (throwing small arrows at targets hung on the wall) with another bule man.

"Irish, what about that young man?" asked the black man to the woman who was coming to him.

"Surely this is difficult" replied the only woman on the team. She has a slightly yellow skin because she is a Chinese American.

"Difficult to teach? But we only have 3 days to train him."

"No. If it's not hard. I've seen him climb the walls of the parlour just by holding on to a tree and his body is quite skinny. He could've gotten through that pipe and taken the jewel."

"Then what's the problem?" The man took off his glasses and placed them on the table.

"He's not a thief. He won't do it."

The man was silent for a moment. "That's your business. You choose him, you have to make sure the boy does what we want."

Irish get to the dining table. "OK, Jack. Don't worry about it."

"Wow Vicky, you're great." The sitting bule man noticed the guy with a codet that several times threw a small arrow on target up to 3 times. "Why can't I ever beat you?"

"Because our skills are different, Ben. You're a sniper and I'm a good knife-thrower."

"I should have done it too, right, Vick?"

Vicky glanced at the woman who was stepping up the stairs. "Maybe." Then he finished by going from there and stepped up the stairs following the Irish.

The woman passed through Ken's bedroom door and glanced at a glance. He then stepped into his room.

"Irish!"

The woman looked. His pupils changed, as if he was disturbed.

The man came to him. "How about we get out motorized, mmmh?"

"I'm sorry, I'm lazy."

"You usually like that, honey." Vicky grabbed the woman's hand and kissed the back of her hand.

The woman quickly pulled her hand. With a mysterious smile that was a little haughty, he raised a little of his face. "Don't disturb my concentration this time." He then left the man just like that.

The man growled. He glanced at Ken's room door. Ever since he had spied on the young man until kidnapping him, he had only focused on the young man. Just be careful if the young man dares to tease her. Vicky clenched his hands tightly.

Meanwhile Ken managed to undo the knot of his hand. He was so happy and got out of bed. He rushed to the door and opened it. It's locked!

God, I'm stupid. They weren't that stupid, leaving me in my room unattended. Surely they'll lock that room, won't they? Ken leaned against the wall and limply slumped down onto the floor. Ah ... stupid, stupid, stupid! He patted his forehead repeatedly.

Ken then stared at the glass-windowed wall. Is there a veranda outside? The young man got up and approached the window. He looked out from behind the glass. Ah, nothing .. But this is the 2nd floor, I can jump out of the window. Not too high. At most, it falls blue-blue.

Ken stared out, gathered his resolve and ventured to open the window. Outside the wind was a little cold. He took out his hand.

Which the young man did not know, next door was the Irish room. Just then, the woman stood in front of the window and looked out. He felt strange when he saw a shadow that moved like a human body from the left. He turned his head and was surprised to see the young man who had almost pulled his body out of the window.

"Aah!"

Irish is no less clever. He ran up the stairs and shouted. "Ken, that young man! He ran out the window!"

The people who were in the middle room immediately scattered out. Hugo, the Mexican man who had first met him directly hit him. Ken who was still half conscious was kicked many times by the burly man.

"Agh! Aghs! Agh!"

"Stop! He's useless if he gets injured" said Irish who came after him. "Take him back to the room!" his orders.

Hugo immediately shouldered the helpless Ken and brought him in, followed by Irish. Vicky and Ben just watched, while Jack looked from his seat in the living room, Ken was taken to the 2nd floor.

The young man was put back on the bed. He tried to sit even staggering.

"Leave us both!" exclaim that woman.

Hugo complies and then exits.

Irish slowly approached Ken with eyes filled with anger making the young man move backwards with a frightened face. The woman continued to chase even up the bed making the young man shocked. Ken pulled his body back but failed to fall back on his back.

"G ...."

It was then that Irish accidentally saw a bluish-red mark on the young man's body that was accidentally exposed on his torn clothes. At that instant his anger disappeared, but he was still upset. He pulled Ken's hands together and tied him to the iron on the head of the bed with the rope.

"Please let me go, I don't want to steal. Justjust please. Why are you forcing me to do this?"

"This is not for you to choose," said the woman indifferently.

"I still don't want to."

Suddenly the woman gripped the young man's jaw with one hand making the young man in pain.

"G ...." Ken's hard to talk.

"Looks good. If you don't cooperate, I'll check you out. You understand!" At first glance the woman saw Ken's necklace in the form of coins. He took it off by force.

"Hey, don't take that. That's my necklace!" shout Ken.

Seeing the young man's exaggerated reaction to the necklace, Irish instead seized it. He took the necklace out without speaking.

"Hey, don't take that necklace! Hey!" Ken couldn't catch up because his hands were tied to the bed.

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Ken's asleep. He didn't realize someone was going into the room.

The man came and sat down on the bed. He took out something that was rubbed around the young man's stomach carefully, the marks of the blow starting to turn blue.

"G ...." Ken woke up feeling pain around his stomach.

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