
The silent sound of the night was perfectly in tune with the mood of Quenna sitting on the edge of the window. His eyes were so sad under the moonlight.
Tomorrow is to start him will conduct an investigation into his victims who are predicted to be very dangerous even the executors until hands off so do not want to face the target this time.
But, that was not Quenna's problem, he was overcome with impatient curiosity to execute his victims and break their rumors.
He wants to prove that he will be the most qualified killer in his organization.
But, if it's true what they say, it seems Quenna can't do his victim this time the same as the previous victim.
He must be more thorough and plan a very mature strategy. He should be able to break people who are said to be very good at organizing strategy.
"Are you the same as the rumored one?" quenna asked with a laugh like she was mocking her target.
He looked at the photo the boss had given him. That's the target of the guy. He did not recognize the person in the photo despite staring at him repeatedly. But Quenna regretted once on that handsome face had to be scratched deep enough to leave a mark.
He looked carefully at the photo. If you look around the man is very handsome too. However, why did Quenna feel familiar. But he noticed more clearly still Quenna did not recognize him.
"It's a pity that your handsome face has wounds. Heh, do you want me to add another wound to your eye l?" quenna's laughter mocked her target.
"Mother!!" the voice of the child calling out to him made Quenna surprised and kept the photo.
But, it seems Carol saw Quenna had hidden something. He approached the mother while looking at the woman with his round eyes.
"What's the matter, baby?" Quenna rubbed the child's head and smiled at the girl.
"Carol wants me to read Carol!" Quenna nodded and took the child to her room.
Caroline cleverly lay on the bed and handed me a fairy tale book containing British history.
"Sleep! You promised me that after I read to you, you would obey my words?" quenna asked filled with a warm smile on her face.
"I promise you, Mother." Quenna smiled with satisfaction and began to recite verse by verse from the storybook.
He read it long enough to almost change a new story. Quenna stopped her reading and looked at the child who was still opening her eyes.
"What's wrong? Why haven't you slept? Has something been bothering you?"
Carol nodded weakly. The gaze from his big eyes was full of meaning implied there.
"Mother, I want to see the photo you saw!"
Quenna was surprised and suddenly she felt nervous. He tries to tell Carol that he doesn't have anything either.
"I don't have any photos of you, maybe you've seen it wrong. Carol's up, you're going to school tomorrow, you don't want to be late, do you?" Quenna tried to stay calm and not make her son suspicious.
If Caroline didn't have intelligence, Quenna probably wouldn't be this nervous. He does not want the child to be disappointed in him just his work that he did for the sake of the child.
"You lied to me, mother!" saddened Carol and covered herself with a blanket.
Although Carol sulks at him, Quenna is happy that Carol did not want to investigate the photo.
Now maybe he can breathe a sigh of relief after seeing the child who never came out from under his blanket.
"You go to sleep, I'll go to my room."
Quenna turned Carol out of her nest and quickly snatched the photo from Quenna. The woman was shocked and looked at the child who had been staring at the photo taken from her hand.
Carol took the photo seriously. He smiled at his mother.
He shook his head in a panic and very quickly before Carol would misunderstand.
"Son, it's not your father!"
It seems that Carol didn't see Quenna's arm, nor did she listen to the woman's words. His attention was overpowered by the photo.
He seemed to be able to look directly at the father who never met at all from childhood.
"Why when will you see me?"
Quenna was stuck. He who dizzy himself faced Caroline whose curiosity is very high.
"I don't know, you don't have a father. You don't think about your father, you only have a mother!" press Quenna so that clarity is understood by Caroline.
Caroline stared at the photo in her hand very sadly. He handed the photo back to Quenna.
"Dad doesn't love me, does he?"
Quenna smiled faintly. He looked at the photo and took a deep breath. Even his son thought that the person he would kill would be his father.
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His arrival to England became the first Viktor to take off the mask in public that used to always be attached to his face. The man decided to appear confident with his condition.
No matter they would swear at his face, take it easy as they would all be grilled satay.
"Where's our hotel?" Prima lets Viktor into the car.
They had just arrived in England for a job. The man got into the car that had been provided for him.
"Is there any more schedule tonight?"
"Mr Albert will celebrate your arrival tonight and will be doing a masquerade party!"
Viktor stared straight ahead not responding with a word. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"I wonder what kind of trap has been prepared for me, is it still as cheap?" mocked Viktor while imagining the face of the man who pretended to be good and sided with him.
Viktor will know something quickly. He smiled smirk and would follow the man's game.
"You take it easy, I've created security for you!"
Viktor nodded. He will not be afraid at all even though ready to standby not spread. One more thing about his arrival in England was the desire to execute the men and kill them in their own homeland.
"Get me my expensive suit, tonight I want to wear classy clothes." The saying means that it will lead them to the door of hell.
"Okay Sir! Ana's already prepared it for you."
Ana remains loyal to Viktor, once when Quenna disappeared almost every day she was dying. Fortunately the king was very kind to him and was willing to free him from the torment of the man in it..
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Tbc
Hay friends as usual do not forget to stop by here too well.