Shall Under Your Charm

Chapter 35

Farah walked back and forth in Ryan's room, covering her cold body and hugging Ryan's brown wool coat. Farah's chest thumped as she continuously thought about her plan. Using the small boat that was still strapped under it he could leave from the Dark Devil's base.

Farah wondered if Ryan would remember the last words the man said to her: You better leave this cabin before I can't help myself anymore. Have a nice day. Perhaps, just simply perhaps, this will be a more enjoyable day for Farah than Ryan had expected. And somehow, in time, he will learn to accept the fact that he will never see Ryan again. And Gege, and Gio. No. gabe. Can't do. There can be no doubt. He can't care about them. Farah just thought, Aunt Okta will meet again with her lost niece.

Farah waited until there was a sound of bells telling her it was time for dinner, before running down the stairs to sit casually in the living room and observe the situation. Everyone gathered in a hall and not long after, Will and his assistant came to bring food. They had to go back and forth three times from the kitchen towards the hall by pushing a trolley containing warm food.

Will and his assistant will be eating with the Dark Devils, and for about thirty minutes the kitchen will be empty. While breathing quickly, Farah forced herself to wait for a while just in case Will forgot something and returned to the kitchen again. Then, Farah pulled up the coat to cover her hair and set foot into the corridor that connected her to the kitchen area.

Farah runs into a Dark Devil boy who serves as a supervisor is not interested in stopping him to chat.

Once in the kitchen, Farah quickly searches and steals a knife, a rag, kerosene and a box of matches.

Farah wrapped a lighter, knife, a small piece of kerosene with a rag, and tightened her coat then stuffed the parcel into it. Farah ran out of the kitchen with her head bowed, and hit Kevin's chest, the head of security.

"Oh. Lordy! Oh, my gosh!" farah shouted, directly stepping back with a surprised face. "Everyone thinks" said Kevin, "right now someone has taught you how to curse. Don't*******-***** your hand in front of me, little girl. I'm not gonna hurt you. You look guilty. What are you doing in the kitchen?".

"Nothing! Absolutely nothing! I'm just surprised to see you. I went to the kitchen to get a piece of cake. Because soon it seems like a storm is coming. I'm starving, and I think bad weather will make Gege roll more in his blanket than delivering food for me."

"No thanks, but I'm not quite as hungry as I was" Farah said feeling very awkward to lie to Kevin, and it would be a disaster if he had to lie to Gege "Cold air like this hmmm.. I think I should lie down, and sleep. If you see Gege, please tell him not to bring food to the room". After saying that, Farah lowered her head slightly and stepped up quickly leaving Kevin.

After returning to the room, Farah closed the door and leaned there in relief. Fortunately the life experience convinced Kevin that the small-bodied woman seemed to be quite weak. However, what if Kevin recounts their encounter to someone and is overheard by Will or Dennis, who knows he has a plan to escape? Maybe his existence is not too cared for by Kevin so that the man will immediately forget their meeting earlier or maybe not.

Farah prayed for a while, then tried to rethink her plan, which reminded her to do everything in a planned manner. So, he planned to check to make sure the window was closed, and with his ears turned to listen to the sound of footsteps outside the room, he opened Ryan's desk drawer. In it, he finds a letter, neatly tied up, a package of maps, writing tools, a black inked ballpoint pen with a carving of Ryan's name, and various other things.

While trying to ignore the guilt of having stolen, Farah took out a bundle of laps from behind her jacket and placed it with Ryan's pile of letters, the notebook too big to carry, the map too thick. There was no time to read what the letter contained and reveal the mystery within. It was enough for him to know that the letter belonged to Ryan.

But Farah's wild side thinks that the letter is to be used in the interests of the man's country. On the other hand, if it turns out that the letter was just Ryan's spending bill last year, then Ryan will only laugh if he finds out the letter disappeared. However, Farah prefers Ryan laughs rather than wrath when she learns of the heist. Of course, the worst was if he was still here, at the Dark Devil headquarters, when Ryan found out what he was about to do. This plan better work. Or end the story.

With trembling hands, Farah poured kerosene into a glass and then picked up a special bucket of dirty clothes and filled the bucket with some of the items she brought from the kitchen, along with some of the maps he took from Ryan's desk drawer. Although the match was still dry, it took Farah time to create the fire. The map inside the bucket instantly caught fire, the flame tongue making the paper instantly burn into black ash. It took him five minutes to experiment so he could create black smoke without starting a fire. A hot air hit his face, as he wrapped his hands in a jacket and pushed the bucket away from items that might have caused a huge fire. Farah waited as long as she could do it in the middle of a puff of black smoke. When finally her eyes were watering and her skin was hot, Farah opened the window, opened the door wide, and staggered as she coughed in the corridor. As soon as he reached the living room, Farah shouted, "Fire, fire!" to a man who served as a supervisor. Farah did not need to be a great artist to do all that; the black smoke from the room added with Farah's blackened face due to the smoke and the trail of tears on her face, was enough proof. It turned out that his tactics were going more successfully than he expected. Fire is very feared on the mainland, became the scourge of the mafia headquarters are in the middle of the sea.

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