The Mafia's Asmara Cage

SASM - Opportunities

Going to the toilet, is just an excuse Samantha made to get a little away from Maximo. He felt that he had to find an opening to contact Wilson and his team. He wanted to report whatever had happened. So, he began to use the opportunity by pausing a woman who had just finished her business in the toilet.

“Gosh!” The woman was completely stunned to see Samantha standing in front of her toilet door smiling.

“Sorry surprised you. But, I want to ask you a favor?” Samantha said calmly.

“Ma-want for help what?” although it looked calm, the pretty girl's gaze before him was too frightening for the woman.

“I want to borrow your phone. I had to contact my brother because I lost gambling.” Samantha had to lie.

No, he did not really lie because he did lose the gamble. It's just that, the part of contacting the older brother that made his heart break itself. He realized, Gerald was no longer in his life and he would not be able to ask for help anymore. Though since long ago Gerald was the one who cleared up every riot caused by Samantha. Although the man often nagged young Samantha, Gerald never left her in trouble.

“Don't be long,” the girl stared at Samantha lazily.

“It won't be more than five minutes.” Samantha pointed her five right fingers at the woman

With a heavy heart, the woman finally gave her phone to Samantha. He keeps a close eye on Samantha who is foreign to him.

“Thank you.” Very quickly Samantha snatched the cellphone in the woman's hand.

He immediately dialed a line of numbers he remembered as Gerald's and his phone was still at Wilson's headquarters. Samantha waited anxiously for the call to be answered, but no one answered yet.

"Come on, answer me!" Samantha looks agitated. He nibbled on his long nails to divert his gnawing. Yes, although Gerald is often angry at Samantha's behavior on this one, but this habit is difficult to stop.

At the headquarters, a man who was on guard, heard a cell phone ring that was getting louder and louder. He looked for the origin of the ringing sound, examined some of the rooms he was guarding, it turned out that the sound came from the evidence storage room.

He immediately retrieved Gerald's phone placed in a special box and wrapped in plastic. Upon discovery, the guard walked quickly to meet Wilson, who was staring at his computer screen.

“Capt, someone dialed Gerald.” mobile number The man showed me the phone still ringing.

“Who?” Wilson immediately went up and approached the guard.

“Entahlah. Maybe you should answer, Capt.” The man thrust his cell phone at Wilson.

Without waiting for long, Wilson immediately answered the call. He just let the phone be in the plastic so that no fingerprints are attached.

“Halo.” Wilson's voice resounded in Samantha's ears.

“It's me, Samantha. Listen to me because my time is not much.” Samantha spoke quickly.

“Ya, continue.” Wilson prepared to listen.

“I am currently at a casino called Turn it Casino owned by Maximo which is managed by a confidant named Diego. I was held captive in a large house in a remote area of Los Angeles. All I remember, to get to that place had to go through a pine forest. I don't know for sure how I got to Maximo's place because the windshield was always closed and my phone was snatched away. My room even has CCTV.” installed

“If you want to find out Maximo residence, go to the north of the forest and find a whitewashed house on the outside with a high fence around it. I live there. My time is not much. If I go out again, I'll leave a note and have someone call you.” Samantha spoke very quickly.

“Wait for Samantha, are you okay? Have you seen the tattoo on Maximo's back?” Wilson asked quickly.

“I'm fine, it's just that I haven't been able to get the man naked in front of me. I still have to get close to him. It's difficult for me because every time I see Maximo I always feel very angry and want to curse and even skin him.” Samantha's anger was provoked by Wilson's question.

“Calm Samantha. Do not be overwhelmed by your anger. Calm yourself down when dealing with Maximo and think of the best way to get all the information about Maximo.” Wilson tried to remind.

“That's hard Wilson! Every time I see that man I see the shadow of Gerald's corpse in front of my eyes.” Samantha starts to get emotional.

“I know! I know it's Samantha. But we have no other choice. You must be patient so that Gerald's efforts are not in vain.” Wilson's words were like a slap that resuscitated Samantha. He was silent for a while, trying to understand what Wilson felt was right.

“Excuse me, it's been more than five minutes.” The woman seemed to be getting upset.

“My time isn't that far. Quickly return!” The woman asked for her cell phone.

“Wilson, my time is up. I'll...”

Suddenly the woman snatched the phone from Samantha's hand. “You suck!” decik woman then ended the phone connection between Samantha and Wilson.

“Halo! Samanthas! Hello!” Wilson kept calling, but the call had completely ended.

“SIAL!” grunted Wilson in annoyance. He hit his desk hard and stared at the file of Gerald's death before his eyes, in anger. There were still many things he wanted to talk about with the beautiful girl, but everything had to end just like that. It seemed like he had to immediately find a way to find Maximo's residence. He plans to rescue Samantha and kill some of her team members.

"Wait for me Maximo, you will accept all the consequences of your actions." Wilson was determined in his heart.

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After the phone call, Samantha came out of the toilet. Although not satisfied talking to Wilson, at least he managed to tell Wilson that he was still alive and still carrying out this mission.

Outside the toilet, he mingled again with the people. Looking for the whereabouts of Maximo who is somehow located. Maybe he was meeting with the casino manager who said he had problems. Removing the turmoil in his heart and mind, he chose to approach a servant and take a glass of drink and sip it all over. The bitter taste went straight into his stomach and made him a little ual from not getting used to it. But he did not stop, he still wanted to try to forget for a moment the face of Gerald that appeared in his mind.

He took the second glass, the third glass to the fourth glass. The effect was new, namely dizziness spinning and his vision began to faint. The shadows of people were like two people and occasionally changed a lot. The sound of music and people talking echoed in Samantha's head and made her more anxious.

Samantha clung to one of the tables to balance her near-collapsed body.

“Hey, beautiful! Why drink alone?” the fake Maximo approached Samantha. He looked at Samantha carefully and smiled faintly when he was sure that she seemed to be drunk.

“Sit down, we drink together.” He grabbed Samantha by the shoulder and placed her in one of the chairs next to him. Samantha complied while holding her dizzy head spinning.

One glass of the man's wine poured for Samantha and gave it to her. With pleasure Samantha gulped it down and her head turned increasingly dizzy.

“It seems you are very upset miss. Is it because you lost?” The man approached Samantha. He also pulled Samantha's shoulder to lean on him.

“Shut! Let go of me asshole!” Samantha immediately shook the man's hand. He wanted to fight, but his head was too heavy and dizzy. It seems he was really drunk. The sentence of Samantha's rejection is quite loud, making people pay attention to her and stare cynically at the tambourine lacquer trying to seduce Samantha.

“What do you do miss? I just want to help you.” The man immediately pretended that he had become a spectacle to many people.

“Ingin help me? Hahahaha..” Samantha chuckled. His mind has gone.

“Iya, I can help you, miss. Looks like you are very tired, I can help give you a gentle massage on your body or head.” The man touched Samantha's shoulder, but Samantha immediately brushed him off.

“If you want to help me, help me to kill Maximo.” The girl said with great emphasis. His half-snarled eyes looked at the old man sharply.

“What did you say, you want to kill me?” The fake Maximo stared uncomprehendingly.

Samantha did not answer, she just chuckled. He looked at the old man with hatred. His hand was raised to hit the man he felt disgusting for daring to touch. Unfortunately, Samantha's hands were too weak from being drunk.

“Stupid woman! Rather than you thinking of killing me, more you please me!” the man pulled Samantha's hair until Samantha's head looked up. He smirked in satisfaction at Samantha who grimaced in pain.

“You slept with me?” asked the old man with a wry smile.

“Remove your hand, or I make the contents of his head fall apart!” threaten a man who suddenly puts his gun to the head of a fake Maximo.

“Job! Who are you?” the grunt of the man who immediately turned his head and looked at the man sharply.

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