The Choice of Old Man

Wilda's body

You have one new message ... .

There was a notification sound from Alexa's phone placed next to her chair. He reached out to grab his phone, reading a new message from an unknown person. The unidentified number sent him a video. Alexa turned her face to the side, her index finger opening the video.

"Aragh!"

Spontaneously, Alexa screamed so accidentally saw the video sent it. His phone fell under the car seat. At first glance, Alexa saw the condition of Wilda's body after being burned. The body and face of his best friend was already charred, his arms and legs were covered in burns. Alexa hardly breathes to see the condition of the girl's body.

Keenan's concentration crumbled upon hearing the scream. The man turned to Alexa, leaving two men claiming to be Alex's men. Keenan pulled the car door handle. Alexa immediately hugged Keenan.

"It's all my fault, I should have gone with Wilda back then. If I accepted his offer, Wilda would still be fine." Alexa was crying a little on the guy's shoulder.

"It's nobody's fault. So, you don't have to beat yourself up." said Keenan softly.

Without Alexa and Keenan realizing it, someone was watching them from inside the black sedan parked in front. The man in black hat clenched his hands on his steering wheel, his eyes fixed on Alexa.

"Gue wants you to find the perpetrator of the murder. Now!" After giving orders to someone over a mobile phone. The man in the black hat drove his car past Alexa and Keenan.

Keenan tried to dial the perpetrator's number through Alexa's phone. Surprisingly, the number was suddenly inactive. Finally Keenan left a short message in the form of a threat, so that the perpetrator returned the message.

Unknown number:

If you want this body in the grave, you have to come here before the body I throw into the river.

Keenan chuckled to see the perpetrator sending the location. The man immediately showed it to Alexa. Alexa's smile returned, he felt there was still a glimmer of hope to find Wilda's body and capture Hoodie with Keenan.

"Once I meet him, I'll open the hoodie's face cloth cover. I wonder who he really is."

Keenan threw his eyes riled towards the cars lined up in front of him. "No. Too dangerous."

"Gue just wants to nolong Wilda, my own best friend. Why, anyway?!"

Keenan let out a long breath. He looked at the girl in front of him, inexhaustible. "Lo here's a witness, Lexa. As a cop, I'm supposed to protect witnesses! Horrified my words, before your life was lost."

The mood became quiet. There was no more debate among the couple. Alexa nodded her head. This time she would listen to the words of the man, like a wife who obeyed her husband. Only this time, not the next.

The ringing of the cell phone messed up the atmosphere of the silence of the night, Keenan immediately answered the call.

"Keen, I found a girl!" Regan's voice was half screaming. The sound of music came from there.

Keenan kept his phone away from his ear. "girls? Lo again at the night club, huh?!"

"Yes, that! Time in the Amazon jungle, which is really aje lo."

"Wilda ... Lo why so evil anyway, leave me the same Lexa." Suddenly, there was the sound of Ilona crying sobbing on the phone.

Alexa robs Keenan's phone like a robber. "Ilona? What's going on there?!"

"Talk that later, send your home address now" replied Regan hung up.

Meanwhile, at the night club.

The music of the remix brought by a DJ increasingly meets the eardrum. Visitors dance according to the song. Regan walked while holding Ilona's hand on her shoulder, on the large dance floor in the middle. The dark room that only capitalizes on swirling floodlights and other decorative lights.

Ilona was already heavily drunk from drinking two bottles of alcohol. Since the video of Wilda's murder went viral on social media, Ilona has shed tears almost every day. The video he played repeatedly, his chest getting claustrophobic. He wanted to get out of his comfort zone by going to a nightclub.

Mr. Bobby gave Regan the task of patrolling the nightclub. Rumors there are many drug dealers who make transactions, gambling, and even human trafficking. Purchased to be a lustful gratifier. However, Regan meets Ilona instead. The girl looked extremely chaotic with swollen eyes.

"Wait, wait! Coc ... I've seen you before, haven't I? But in ... ."

Until the parking lot, Ilona pushes Regan's body away from her. The girl's head felt dizzy circling, she blinked her eyes trying to normalize her vision. The face of the man before him was not very clear. Both of Ilona's hands managed to touch Regan's shoulders.

Regan reflexively put both of her hands on the girl's waist. The four pairs of eyes looked at each other, slowly Ilona on her tiptoes and subconsciously stuck her lips on the lips of her interlocutor. As a man, of course Regan felt the thumping sensation of the kiss after four years of being single.

The next second, Ilona let go of her kiss. He covered his mouth with one hand, as soon as he felt a wisp of water want to come out from there. Regan was in a hurry to get a plastic bag in her car.

However, before Regan opened the door, Ilona had already spewed out alcohol-smelling liquid water on her jacket. Then, the girl lowered her head, then leaned against Regan's wide chest.

Regan let out a rough breath. "What the fu*k? What dreams can I meet this girl?"

Regan opened the door and sat Ilona in the left seat. The phone in his jacket pocket reads, Alexa has sent him her home address. Regan walked in through the right door. Then, drive her car to an elite housing complex, where Alexa and Keenan live.

After a few minutes, Regan has reached the front page of Alexa's house. The girl frowned in wonder as soon as she saw the state of her best friend who had lost consciousness, not expecting Ilona to be like this. Alexa asks Regan to lay Ilona down on the long sofa.

"Reg, someone wants me to say the same thing" said Keenan. Regan who understood immediately nodded.

Keenan and Regan enter the CCTV room and close the door. Without further ado, Keenan showed the phone number of the perpetrator and the video he sent. Regan saw that Wilda's innocent body was already full of wounds from the stab. The man tried to find his location.

"forest. The location is in the forest. The video is clear."

Keenan bit his thumb nail, looking at the screen of the phone still playing the video footage. It was seen that the perpetrator had put Wilda's body under a tree. "There must be a hut or something, right?"

"There must be" Regan replied. The man placed his elbow on Keenan's shoulder. "Udah, just calm down. This problem will be solved . But, by the way ... Why do you suddenly care about your reputation?"

"Of course." Keenan smiles. Then, the man turned to Alexa through the glass window in the middle of the door.

Regan followed Keenan's gaze. Seeing the sleeping girl on the couch reminded her of the kiss at the nightclub parking lot. He put his thumb on his lips. "The girl has to take responsibility."

"Huh? How's that supposed to mean?"

The man did not question his best friend. Regan takes off her jeans jacket that was hit by Ilona's vomit and throws it at Keenan. "Have the girl wash my jacket. Hand pake. It's expensive!"

"Yes, 500 thousand jackets are expensive."

TBC.