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Jealousy 2

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The fingers moved slowly. Achy feeling immediately grabbed at that moment as well. Such a small movement made him feel like a cripple.

Sara opened her tightly closed eyes. He looked around him who felt familiar. Sara knew that she was now in a container. And the car wasn't running.

Sara already feels familiar with the shape of a container tub. Because he had entered a place like this before. Back then, he and his friends were almost trapped in the forbidden territory and luckily a driver helped them.

The guy's got a container truck and they put it in.

Why am I here? What the hell's going on?

Sara was still confused by what happened. Until he finally remembered the events of that night.

"Damn it, I almost forgot the damn thing" he said grimly.

Sara clenched her hands feeling angry. And at that moment, Sara realized that her hands were tied behind the body. The pain in his body earlier was probably due to this bond, he thought.

As she was about to get up to hit the edge of the container, Sara also knew that her legs were tied.

"Damn it, who did this?"

Sara was upset. He's trying to get away. And fortunately, the knot of rope that tied her legs was on top and Sara smiled imagining she could open using her teeth.

"I can definitely do it and get out of here unbeknownst to them" he murmured with a smile.

But luck is not on his side. The new woven rope cannot be opened. The knot is very tight. Only one made him hope.

Unable to move quickly, Sara looked around, looking for something that could cut the rope.

"I'm not sure the edge of the drum could break this rope," Sara muttered to see there were some oil-smelling drums there. And Sara was sure that the minya was kerosene.

Though unsure, Sara tried to do it. He will not give up on his ambition.

With great difficulty, Sara pushed her butt to get closer to the drum. He stood with great effort.

"Come on, you should be able to, Sara," he muttered to himself.

Sara rubbed the rope in her hand and painstakingly tried.

It's been a long time, but the rope hasn't been torn in the least. Sara sighed, but her fighting point would never end.

Since Sara was not the type to give up easily for her ambition, Sara rubbed the rope again there.

His hands were flushed and his arms felt sore. Sara grimaced as she looked at the blood coming out of her upper arm.

"How can it bleed?" mumbling wonder. He couldn't possibly be hurt by the ties and also the fringe of the drum wasn't sharp.

Feeling confused, Sara sat down and saw what was going on with her arm.

"It's like being pricked by a needle, but I've never been pricked here" he thought. "Am I injected with drugs? But the drug can also be inhaled, right?"

Thinking that he was confused himself, Sara woke up again and continued what had been delayed earlier. He rubbed the rope back on the edge of the drum.

Until the rope was torn, Sara smiled with satisfaction. "I can definitely get out of here as soon as possible" he said confidently.

Not yet had Sara severed the torn rope, the sound of footsteps made her alert. Maybe it was the guy who took her. The conversation between the two people surprised him.

"Hidden destination of Naples' pier. You should be here in a day."

"A day? Come on, don't joke. The distance from Spain to Italy is very far."

"Mr Elijah ordered it!"

Naples? Sara murmured in her heart. A scary city with mobsters roaming in and out of town?

Imagining herself meeting bald-headed and potbellied people made Sara shudder. Since most******* it will instantly kill and mutilate the bodies of victims, as well as bring their organs for sale.

"Oh, no! I don't want to die yet and dying like that is so amazing. No," he mumbled.

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"Senor, I'm not sure the old man will let us take his granddaughter."

"You have a way to do that, Alex."

Max walked ahead of Alex who seemed to think next to him. Both of them were intent on releasing a pass for his opponent this time around.

Arriving at a large yard and spread many flower plants, Max stopped his steps. "This is her house?"

"He gave me this address, Senor."

Alex gave me an address written on his tablet.

Max watches as Alex enters is invited by an old woman. A flower girl on the street.

"It looks like I've seen that woman" Max murmured.

Out of curiosity, Max follows Alex and goes there.

"Welcome, Senor," said the woman as Max appeared in the doorway.

"Have I seen you?"max asked without answering the woman's greeting.

The woman smiled. Wrinkles are very much on his face, but impressed familiar in the eyes of Max.

"I don't think so. Do I look like someone you know?"

Max reluctantly shook his head but also did not nod. "I think I misidentified people, Senora."

"Sit down!" The old woman let them both sit. "I'm old, what do you want me to do, Senor? Looks like you came with a purpose."

Max chuckles. "You understand very well, Senora. I really need your help."

"Say, I don't like long-winded people."

"My wife was taken by the bad guys to another country. I need someone to take care of him before I come to save him."

The old woman laughed, she patted Max on the shoulder. "How did you lose your wife, Senor? That's very funny. You don't look like a weak man who can't look after your wife."

Max chuckles. "That's ridiculous. I let a sick lion into my palace."

"May God bless you with this glorious purpose, Senor."

"Graci."

"You want my granddaughter, don't you? I'll send him there."

Max surprised. "How do you know, Senora?"

"Call me Luci. I know you, the cruel man that people tell me about. But I didn't expect you to lose your wife. And for your business, I can help you."

Max looked at the woman. Luci? There seems to be something really familiar there.

"Are you someone I know, Luci? You're so familiar."

Luci chuckles. He took out a photograph that made Max stiffen.

"So you're the one who was with Alara back then?"

"Yes, and I also thought, your problem is related to the events of that day. I heard the boy of that man became the ruler over the entire Camorra clan."

Max is surprised that Luci also finds out about the man who took his wife.

"You didn't miss the news, Luci."

"I'm not old-fashioned with regards to things that concern the life and death of a person, Senor."

"Where's your grandson?"

"After. Cooking porridge for me. Cladius!" luci shouted and before long a small child appeared.

Max wildest. He was shocked because the child was not as imagined. "Boy? I thought the baby was a mummy."

"His name is Cladius, of course a boy, Senor."

"Damn it," said Max slowly. "Why don't you say it, Alex?"

"You never asked him, Senor," Alex replied guiltlessly.

"Gosh, I can't let her be with my wife" Max muttered annoyedly and it made Luci chuckle.

"You jealous, Senor?"

"No!" max's spontaneous objection made Luci and Alex turn the eyeballs.

"You can be honest, Senor. I've experienced things like this."

Max cleared his throat to neutralize his racing heart and his already red face. "That's one of them. But I want a sweet and gentle daughter so my wife doesn't feel alone. She's a stubborn girl, I think having someone meek will make her feel safe there."

"You can change the appearance of Kladius, Senor. She's also very sweet like most girls in general" Luci's advice that comes back to surprise Max.

The blue man choked on his saliva. "can't. I already know that he's a boy, I don't want to let him be next to my wife."

And Alex interrupts, "You jealous or afraid your wife is dead, Senor? He's not a cannibal. After all, only we know Kladius' son."

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