Psychopathic Clown Terror

9. Turns out...

There are three of them in the room that is at the corner. When Mr. Hasim opened the door, how furious he was when he found the room was empty. They have managed to escape.

Pov Anto's

'Thank God' my mind in my heart.

Prunes

With a red face Bayu slammed the celurit violently in any direction, indicating his anger really peaked. Mr. Hasim was also no less furious, but he was still able to control his emotions.

"Boss? How's this?" I asked with a face hue that was afraid because they knew what their habits were like.

"Otherwise? We're looking for them!" His words are no less furious. Finally ... We searched the three of them through every corner of this long-uninhabited room of the house.

We walked around every corner of the room in detail and scattered. Although honestly my hair often bristles because of the condition of this house that could collapse at any time. Plus the atmosphere was always gripping when I was in this house. I felt like many pairs of eyes were watching me.

I walked quickly to the last room, the warehouse. I opened the door and kept looking for them. I hope they really are gone.

Trrekks

Accidentally my foot stepped on an object, I saw it to make sure. A cellphone! But who does not belong to. I picked it up immediately and without saying much immediately I put it in my pants pocket.

Did they go the other way? My mind is in my heart. But it feels impossible if they pass the back road because it will be directly faced with a fairly dense wilderness and impressed with horror.

Is it possible that they are still here with different hiding places like back then? Ah, it doesn't feel possible either. Did they miss this golden opportunity I gave you?

Well, if they're gone, thank goodness. I'm relieved.

With reflexes both corners of my lips expanded perfectly. It's not in vain that I plan this time.

"God! Why are you smiling!" A man whose age is older than mine. His eyes glared with suspicion that he seemed to show for me. His arrival surprised me so much.

"Ma-sorry boss. I just imagine if the three boys were caught and we could sell the organs, I can't wait to give the money to the parents to pay the debt." Kill me, but for the right reason.

"alright. Be patient a little To, I know you need money." He spoke in a weakened tone. I just nodded with a forced smile.

A little bit about Bayu. Somehow his innocent face can make him a criminal, doing actions beyond human reason. I know his behavior makes other people feel strange, but from the look in his eyes I catch that he is actually a good man but when someone's psyche is disturbed, perhaps he will justify any means to satisfy mere lust.

I was offered a job to be a subordinate of them because on the grounds that I had to help pay the debt to the loan sharks in the village, the debt of both my parents. And I'm the one who's got to bash her to try to pay it off, but maybe in this illegal way.

"Arrghh they have escaped! You fucking kid!" Snapped Mr. Hasim while looking to clench both hands.

"How is Bayu?!" Mr. Hasim asked a man beside him.

"Leave it. Maybe they're not our targets." The answer was simple and immediately made Pak Hasim ignite his emotions. Then he held the collar of Bayu's clothes with a sharp look that he lay on the man.

"That easy? That easy you released a bullet that would boomerang for us? Huh uh?! Is your mind that badu? Be aware!" Cecarannya but Bayu just silent not flinching, not even retaliating.

I don't know what their relationship is, what I know is that they're not father and son.

"Damn it!" He released his fist on the lapel of Bayu's shirt. Then he looked at her in any direction.

"Boss? Do we have to chase them all the way to the village if they've managed to escape?" My proposal was to make it seem that I really wanted it.

"No need for Anto. I'm sure they won't report this incident to anyone. But we have to be more careful and vigilant because sooner or later our actions will be known to the crowd, and I don't expect that." Her papar.

"All right boss. I'll just go with what you say."

"We're putting together a plan now." His words that made me and Mr. Hasim immediately turned at the same time.

"I have an idea." He smiled cynically. Then clearly explained the next plan to overcome the bad consequences of the presence of the three boys.

Me and Mr. Hasim nodded in understanding. But ... Will I be involved in the plan this time? Will I continue to help them wipe out every life? Why did I become such a scary person?

I suddenly remembered the phone I found. Should I leave it to them or should I keep it to myself?

The reason is, if I give this phone to the owner, there is certainly a video of the incident that they recorded, and there is my face. But if I leave it to those two, it is likely that the two of them will continue to hunt down those boys. I better keep it.