The Dark Sapphire Eyes's
Part Dazon 31
Atlanta Georgia, Georgia,
The giant, high-speed DazonX727 has made landfall in Atlanta Georgia United States, the man has just exited the plane with a long black jacket covering his body, sunglasses still clinging to her brown eyes, she got off the plane while welcoming dozens of bodyguards dressed in neat black and lowered her head as she passed them all.
A man walked next to him, walking as fast as his master walked in front of him.
"What's up Loue?" Ask.
"Our weaponry has not yet arrived sir, it looks like it's Cronus's group again sir."
"Are you sure this was Cronus?" tanyakanya.
"We're sure sir."
He took out a cigar from his pocket then smiled obliquely. "Stop them." He said quietly while exhaling smoke from his mouth.
Just that one word Dazon said, he immediately went and got into the car that had been reserved for him.
As if he was spinning his memory back, when he was 18, he was still gathering with his beloved family, and when he was 18, the challenge came to him from his grandfather and father, and when he was 18 years old, it came to him, without a doubt he takes an important position in the Caesaar family, Dazon prefers to work in an underworld full of weapons and dangers and terrible things.
He looks at Atlanta and gets wrapped up in his head to visit his beloved cousin Axton, his life full of love and drama with his wife, they are now in Manhattan with his wife and two children, but his busy time makes him so rarely meet with his family members, besides he takes care of his grandfather's company in Atlanta Georgia, he also works in the world of mafia and gangsters, he also, he organized people loyal to the Caesaar group and threw them traitors away. Dazon continued his father's work, to block all of Caesaar's hereditary enemies.
He then smiled and leaned his head against the car seat and ordered the driver to go straight to his residence in one of his luxury penthouses in the city.
The car drove across the city of Atlanta, in fact he really wanted to visit his family in Manhattan, had so long been left almost 5 years, he exhaled feel tight, he felt crowded, he freed himself by unbuttoning two buttons on his shirt and then leaned back on his head in the car seat.
His days are busy with facing his enemies, to the point that he never finds a woman who is able to quench his thirst and become like other cousins who have cute wives and children, or have a normal warm family.
Dazon wasn't ready for it all, his enemies were everywhere, he didn't want someone to get involved with him and get that kind of hardship that made his work mess up, he hated it.
"Stop." Dazon suddenly said.
His eyes immediately attracted to a Coffe Truck that was on the side of the road, for some reason he often looked for a coffee truck that was on the side of the road. Usually people who work in the morning in the office will stop by to buy warm coffee that accompanies their day.
"Coffee? Afternoon like this, it seems to suit me." Dazon.
His eyes were fixed on a woman who had a face like a fusion of an Asian and American woman, even though her blaster face was still thick on her face. He was seen waiting for the buyers, even though the clock was like this, it was difficult to find customers who wanted to buy coffee, when dinner time soon arrived.
Then his eyes were fixed on the strange apron he was wearing, Dazon then read it. "You want drink this? Is that a joke?" Said Dazon, he asked the driver to stop by the side of the road, he was curious about the joke in the apron worn by the woman.
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Dazon then got out of his car, walked over and crossed the sidewalk and approached Coffe's Truck. His eyes were fixed directly on the apron that the girl was wearing. Brownish black hair dangled on her shoulders, her brown eyes sparkled beautifully, she looked sweet with a thin smile on her lips and her skin looked beautiful.
"Miss espresso." Said Dazon, his eyes still staring intensely at the writing on the apron and smiling meaningfully.
"You sure you're gonna keep wearing that?" Dazon asked, pointing at the writing on the apron worn right on his chest. The girl looked at her apron with a defiant attitude with no pretence on her face.
"Well, yeah why?"
"It's okay, if it's to attract the attention of the customers, then you've made it, because I stopped by for reading sweet on your apron." Dazon smiled.
"Oh yeah, thanks for stopping by." The girl smiled as if she wanted to drive Dazon out of her Truck shop quickly, she gave Dazon a glass of paper Cup and his change. Dazon took it, his eyes once again fixed on his face, he looked very similar to the girl who had worked at his Mansion, although Dazon still doubted his luck.
Dazon walked back across the sidewalk and finally got to his car, before his car left, he looked back at the woman who was bowing a little, leaning against the pantry table and waiting for customers to come.
Dazon tasted a little espresso that he held. "Lumayan." Her speech. "Continue the journey." His order.
He's still staring at that Coffe Truck, "You know what to do, Loue? Find out all the Coffe Truck owners in Atlanta, including the Truck I just stopped by."
"Good sir."
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That night clockwork showed at 01:15 in the morning, a type of brougue shoe sounded gently stomping on the deserted uninhabited street, once in a while the man peeked out from behind a dark wall at one dull apartment while turning his eyes to the building on the 5th floor. His eyes this time distracted at the figure of a drunk woman who had just come out of a night Club, holding her small bag, the woman stumbled while holding the wall between the walls, so that her body would not fall because of the drunk that ambushed her, the woman was now rumbling and muttering, sometimes she was screaming and singing as she wished.
"Damn it," Hueeek, huek. The woman paused for a moment, for powerless to hold back her turbulent stomach wanted to spew out all the liquid inside her stomach.
A cold wind smashed onto the woman's skin, while removing the vomit marks on her lips, she turned around upon hearing someone's footsteps from behind her. Silent and empty, there was no one on the street.
The woman walked back, the faster she stepped, the faster someone followed behind her.
He tried to turn around and saw a man wearing a long black coat, he was standing under the street lights so his silhouette looked hideous.
"What are you doing standing there stupid, how about you go with me tonight? I'll definitely satisfy you, you know? I'm very good at such affairs, even though I'm a little over when I do." The woman then chuckled, amused by her own words.
The man did not flinch, he was still standing there, he did not respond at all to the half-drunk woman's remark.
the woman slapped her face softly for her to be slightly aware, she stared clearly at the sturdy man tilting his head slightly, like he was monitoring his prey from a distance, he looked like he had no face, he looked like he had no face, because half of his face was covered by his black hood.
The woman widened her eyes, her face suddenly covered in cloth and her hands stamped, so that she could not move at all. The man sniffed his scent from the niche of his neck to the earlobe, then his hair, he took a deep breath and inhaled it.
"Scented, but unfortunately your body smells of vomit."
The rarity was clearly heard in the woman's ears, her eyes glaring at the terrible man who was carrying her, that night also the woman's voice was no longer heard, the cold wind was so bone-wrenching, it was so cold, moreover, the wind that blew when it spread with the smell of blood from the narrow alley, his body now did not move anymore.
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The weapons were loaded into the car, dozens of wooden boxes were loaded into the car by at least 20 bodyguards in black. The sirens from the streets of Atlanta sounded loud at 4 am, they all stopped moving and stared from the narrow alley.
"What's wrong?" Asked one of the men who was monitoring from the narrow street of the alley.
"Why are there so many cops at this hour? looks like they found something more interesting than our arms smuggling this time." Said the bodyguard chuckling, he suddenly fell silent as Thomas's sharp eyes were monitoring them from the direction of the balcony on the 2nd floor, according to Mr. Dazon's orders, the weapons will be delivered via his private ship, no one will suspect Dazon's big ship is always in the European seas, he often enjoys luxury holiday travel. The ship is now in port Georgia
he will be taken to Italy in Milan.
Thomas narrowed his eyes, feeling that strange events were continuing and happening in this city, Thomas was sure the culprit was the same person, who was very familiar with the area in this city, the incident also complicates their wiggle room, because early in the morning like this, the police often go back and forth and it is not profitable for their transactions. The phone rang Thomas then picked it up.
"Thomas what about our weapons?"
"We've recovered the weapon, sir, just waiting for your command." Thomas.
"Don't move, too many cops."
"Okay sir,"
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In a narrow alley just beside the dull apartment buildings and the buildings have been peeled off found the body of a woman with her head torn apart to bleed a lot, his blond hair ran out in disheveled scissors, some police gave police a line so that people wouldn't get close because the sun was soon lighting up the city, and people started to arrive, and people started to arrive, some of the people who saw him directly screamed in fear, blood splattered in the alley, his body leaning against the wall with wounds in several places on the body of the poor woman.
Thomas and some of the bodyguards walked slowly and gathered in the crowd, he wanted to witness what had happened, they were so shocked when there was a terrible murder in that place, their weapons smuggling was not far from the scene.
"Sir, he said this is the 5th time the blond and long haired woman has been found dead in this city, dead in a terrible way." Whisper one of his guards.
"We'd better get out of here, this place is getting crowded, we better get back, the police and detectives start coming." Said slowly.
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On a clear morning, the sun went straight through the glass window in the 12-story building on the flat at number 705, Hanna just came out of the bathroom, she hugged herself, she hugged herself, because the warm water in the shower is clogged again, then he has no other choice but to receive cold water that directly water his innocent body.
In a hurry, Hanna immediately snatched up any t-shirts in her wardrobe and put them on, then took her dull short jeans that were now gray.
Hanna went to the kitchen and took the kettle and poured enough water and lit the gas stove, waiting until it was boiling, she was about to make breakfast, a loud knock was heard from the door of her room. Hanna immediately switched and peeked out of the door hole, then immediately opened the door and looked at Yessy with a hideous face, her make-up had worn off with mascara imprinting under her eyes.
"She just left me when I woke up this morning, Hanna."
It was the first remark that came out of his mouth when he looked at Hanna.
"Yessy, don't tell me you've been.....Oh no, forget it, I don't want to think about yossy, did you have sex with that guy last night?" hanna asked straightforwardly and immediately pulled the hand of her best friend, so that she went inside and immediately sat him in the chair, she looked shocked.
"Don't tell me you gave yourself completely to the man you just met last night" Hanna said.
Yessy nodded, and covered her face with both hands. "I'm so stupid Hanna, I'm lulled in her words, last night I wanted to enjoy my world with her, you know, I'm a little crazy if I'm drunk, so to hell with all the caution, I slept with him last night and when I opened my eyes, he was gone, he didn't leave anything, a business card or at least a phone number, I was so stupid Hanna" she said.
Hanna hugged him and patted him on the back. "You'll be fine soon, forget it and start over soon, by the way you should start by taking a shower and cleaning yourself, because your smell is terrible yessy" Hanna said with a stifled smile.
Yessy nodded her head, she then wiped away the tears on her cheeks. "How about our Coffee Truck Hanna, everything's okay?" tanyakanya.
"As usual, you should also come this morning, we'll be selling together."
Yessy was wearing a towel. "I had an appointment with the owner of the club this morning Hanna, I'm sorry, but this promise is really important" he said half-screaming as he walked into the bathroom.
"Okay, Its Oky." cried Hanna from the kitchen.
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The file was given to Dazon who was sitting in his office, Loue brought a file about the owner of the coffee truck yesterday he met. A smile on his face.
"So, he's not the owner?" tanyakanya.
"Yes sir, he is just a friend of the owner of the Truck coffee, he helped him sell on Jalan Complex city."
"Good job, you can get out."
"Good sir."
A smile flashed across his face, he stared at the beautiful face of the photo he was holding. "We meet again Hanna Tan" said Dazon smiling.
