Original Code: ANGEL K05

22. Spy, Traitor or Witness?

Ammo walked back and forth in her private room, behind the study. She was agitated and worried for Ana after receiving the phone call earlier.

"Who are the spies?" muttered.

His forehead shriveled, and his eyes closed. He was thinking hard. Suddenly he remembered something. He saw the phone in his hand. Then with half run towards the stone bench that is under the bathroom shower. Open the stone bench cover. Then a button is pressed. The phone immediately emitted smoke along with small sparks of fire. Ammo immediately threw him into the stone box and closed it again.

"I must get rid of that traitor! In any case, in the end their gaze will lead to me!" angry angry.

"Ammo, are you inside?" a voice called out from outside the bathroom.

Ammo reassembled bottles of toiletries on the stone bench. Press the flush button on the closet. He washes his face briefly in the sink to make it fresher. Then walk to the door of the room. His previous hand was about to reach the door handle, hanging in mid-air.

Ammo turned her head to the rest of her private room. There should be no cctv here. Because this room is always locked with a password if he leaves. But nothing seems difficult for the secret agents around him.

Ammo thought of some plans before opening the door. In the middle of the room, James was shocked when Ammo suddenly opened the door. Ammo was also surprised to see him standing so close to his desk. His eyebrows are suspicious.

"What are you looking for?"

Ammo looks unfriendly at the moment.

James saw astonishment at Ammo. "I called you and there was no word. So I used the intercom on your desk to ask the secretary."

"Did the intercom on your desk not work?" ask Ammo spicy.

"Ah .. not so. It's just that, after standing up and knocking on that door, the distance of your desk is closer."

James was nervous. "I am not aware of my position. Sorry."

James went back to his desk. Take the brown envelope on the table and bring it to Ammo's desk.

"I got this just now, two hours ago. I thought you might want to know," he said.

Ammo glanced at the envelope on the table at a glance, then nodded. He sat down and began to focus on his work.

"Hemm, I think I'm going to finish some things outside today."

James went back to his desk. Take some things in the drawer.

Ammo glanced at the corner of her eye. His hand grabbed the button under the table. An iron bar dropped from the ceiling. Lock and lock James in his desk. All lines of communication there immediately broke up by itself.

James was surprised to see himself in an iron cage.

"What do you mean!" angry shouting.

"Don't do anything you can't fix anymore" Ammo suggested.

James, who had been holding a gun, pointed it at Ammo with an angry face. He pressed down on the lighter and a bullet ejected towards the bars.

"Aakhhhh!"

James saw the bullet he shot grazing his own left arm. His eyes lit up staring at Ammo.

"What do you mean in!" shouted again. More angry than ever. The gun in his hand was no longer aimed at Ammo.

Ammo raised her head towards James. A streak of cold smile was painted on that handsome face.

"I'm yak doing anything. You did it," said Ammo expressionlessly.

Ammo grabbed the brown envelope James had handed her. Next to his eyebrows rose after seeing the contents of the brown envelope. Those are pictures of Maya. Chests rumbling.

"Now, can you explain this?"

Ammo grabbed another button. The ceiling above the cage was open. The pointed iron looks towards James. The man was very surprised. He did not expect that even in this office there was a trap like this.

"You have half an hour ...."

Ammo presses the Start button. There was a mechanical sound. Then the spiky iron started to drop a little. James glared at her. Ammo's not kidding.

"That's from Lindl. I don't know the source, but I know it's from him! It should have been sent by courier. I found it in the morning under a milk bottle in front of my apartment!" shouted James.

"Lindl ..., how do you know him?" tanya Ammo squinted her eyes. His fingers knocked on the table rhythmically.

"I don't know him. He's arresting me. He put me here, to take care of you" James explained.

"Key? Ahhaha ...." Ammo laughs wryly. His face looks terrible now.

"Keep or spy on me?"

Ammo is being careless. He checked the photos that were sent out one by one. Look for a hint that may have been missed. There was no specific indication of Maya's injuries. It's pure torture and barbaric sexual bullying.

But inside the cage, James began to be desperate. The pointed iron on the ceiling was getting closer. His body was already half squatting now.

"Ammo! I know what happened 2 years ago!" james shouted in despair.

Ammo raised her face. But still doing nothing. He waits.

"I'm his eyewitness! I saw what happened to Angel 2 years ago! The Hunters have been hunting me ever since. That's why Lindl sent me here without anyone knowing!"

James had already laid down and closed his eyes. The iron needles stayed half a meter from the floor. If Ammo doesn't stop him, then he'll be stabbed to death by all those concrete iron needles.

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