IN THE CAGE

111. ACE PREDICTION

...NORMAL pov...

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Fawn let out a long sigh, implying tiredness and a lot of thought. Fawn was very tired because the burden borne by his mind had almost reached full capacity.

Fawn thought about Indira, to be honest. Even when she visited the hospital where her mother was, sitting next to her mother who still needed medical supplies to survive because the operation was not going smoothly, Fawn was still thinking about work.

Fawn is worried about Indira.

Ever since Joseph came down from the woman's room and revealed Indira's situation to Fawn in great detail, Fawn had become cranky. The young Indians he served had long been trapped in Evan's room like prisoners. Hand tied to the bed, bruises on the body implying traces of intimate touch well, Fawn was not stupid to not know what Joseph described to her.

Miss Indiranya, the girl who lives like royalty and is always full of gentleness, lives a life full of restraints. Thinking of the situation alone, Fawn felt like she wanted to climb back up to Evan's room and save Indira from there.

Oh, if only he could.

Unfortunately no.

Indira gave Joseph an ultimatum so that whoever it was, either Fawn or Anggara, would not save him. Not until Indira already needed rescue. Not yet. Now, Indira feels he can still survive beside Evan. Next to that crazy husband oh, God.., what kind of husband handcuffs his own wife?

Fawn did not understand at all.

Has Evan really lost his humanity? Or was he an animal from the beginning?

"It feels very confusing, Mom." Fawn spilled his heart on the figure of Lilian Alder who was lying weakly on the iron bed of the hospital. Lilian's eyes were tightly closed, indicating that in terms of consciousness, she was not there to hear her daughter's complaints.

"I know it's none of my business" Fawn continued. "But, thinking about Miss Indira, I remembered my own situation. When I too.., was in the same position as Miss Indira."

Fawn knew how tormented it was to live without freedom. When the only thing he can control is his own mind. Fawn Tau and Fawn still remember how Ace's handcuffs coiled around his wrists, and those memories sometimes brought nightmares to Fawn's sleep. He.., although already free, still often woke from sleep with breath tightness and fear. It was as if he was still trapped in the same place.

The handcuff trail on his wrist still felt hot every time Fawn recalled the object back. It was as if the iron was still there, blocking his movement.

Huuuuh~

Fawn let out a breath of air.

He still questioned the same thing, that..., is it okay to follow Indira's words? Is this choice correct, leaving Indira there? Fawn did not want Indira to suffer.

Despite Joseph leaving, a knife, spare key, and a disposable cell phone for Indira, Fawn still felt an overwhelming sense of unease. Fawn would only be able to breathe a sigh of relief if she saw Indira free with her eyes.

"What am I supposed to do?" Fawn asked Lilian again. This time, he put his head on his mother's arm. Lean there while drowsiness begins to take hold of his eyes.

Fawn intended to take a break from work when she came and visited Lilian, but, with all the feelings raging in her mind now, Fawn was not sure she could escape the mere instant of her work. No. gabe.

The answer is definitely no.

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Time showed at five in the afternoon when Fawn stepped out of the hospital. The sky is over and the sun is hanging low at the end of the horizon, ready to set before nightfall.

While Fawn stepped up, she did not notice at all when someone, who was far enough away from her, with the camera hanging around her neck, shadowed her steps.

Fawn continued walking until someone else interrupted her step. Wiped it.

"Good afternoon, Fawn." the stern voice greeted his ears before he looked up. Fawn raised his gaze and was quite surprised when he found the main Carcel-bodyguard Ace-swept him.

"Carcel?" Fawn was a little confused. He doesn't remember making an appointment with Ace today.

"I came to get you."

"Eh? Why?"

"Bos Ace wants to discuss an important situation with you" Carcel said. "Working on the results of yesterday's meeting."

Uh!

Fawn understood immediately. Something must have happened after that meeting, or was it about to happen? Whichever it was, something more serious and more dangerous would immediately greet them. Fawn too.., sooner or later will soon face the same danger.

"Where's Ace now?"

"Is it okay if I go with you?" Fawn is afraid someone will catch her or see her get into Carcel-Carcel's car from everyone, when a war between families is about to happen. He shouldn't look close to people from Ace's side.

"Don't worry about anything." Carcel was like reading fear in Fawn's expression. "I came prepared."

"ok-key..."

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The preparation that Carcel apparently intended was a helicopter that landed on the roof of the hospital. Fawn, for the first time in his life, climbed into an air vehicle with the noise of the propeller. Fawn's hand shook wonderfully, a mixture of fear and amazement.

Carcel who saw Fawn's expression smiled. Yes, the man who often expressed as flat as the ironing board finally smiled. He calmed Fawn down with a hand signal. That the situation will be fine.

Fawn knew the situation would be fine, of course. Fawn just.., oh my God.

His whole life, Fawn thought he would die without ever getting on this vehicle. Because this is so out of his reach, beyond his reasoning...

How could he, who was just an ordinary bodyguard, obtain such a luxurious service?

Fawn felt very nervous during that aerial journey. Fawn's gaze moved from the pilot operating in front, and to the view of the city it crossed.

Just once, Fawn wondered what if they fell?

The question was also instantaneously he tepis because hey.., it was stupid and not good. Fawn did not want to die young. Not when he had so hard to survive until now.

A few minutes later...,

After an actual short, but long, thrilling ride, Fawn came down and retraced on the helipad with trembling legs. Carcel clasped his hands because he was so nervous and had a hard time walking.

"Are you afraid of heights?" Carcel was worried about Fawn's situation.

For the sake of covering the side of his village, Fawn nodded her head. It would be a shame if he was honest about the reason for his nervousness was because this was his first time boarding a helicopter. That's shameful. Fawn knew Carcel wasn't the type of guy who would scorn her in the back, but still, shame is shameful!

"Where is this?" Fawn asked as she was already able to control her bit of nervousness.

"The Hotel."

"He.., ah..," Fawn immediately understood. He's in Ace's territory right now.

"Mr Ace is waiting for you at Dining Hall." Carcel continued.

"If I knew the ride would be this close, I'd rather take a taxi." Fawn mumbled his guard down at the luxury he had just received was absurd. Diamond Hotel and her mother's hospital are not that far away.

"It would be suspicious if you entered our hotel from the front door, Fawn."

"Why?"

"Now, there are at least ten Caspian family men monitoring Ace's boss's movements."

"So Mr. Evan has started to move."

"He's been watching us lately. That's why, when you and Ace's boss have an appointment on the beach, we need to outsmart them in some way."

"So that's why Ace's late..." Fawn was somewhat sympathetic to Ace's situation right now. If it continues like this, they will become very difficult to meet.

"Fawn's..."

"Yes?"

"Have you chosen whose side this war is on?" carcel's question made Fawn immediately stop stepping. He turned his head and looked at Ace's bodyguard who was now also staring at him.

"I won't side with anyone," Fawn's answer was already absolute.

Carcel received Fawn's response with a sigh and a nod.

It seemed, the situation was indeed going to be as Ace predicted, Carcel did not hesitate anymore.

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