The Taste Of Blood

13

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The clock shows at 10 pm, it has been two hours since the incident that made him meet this man happened.

Jocelyn did not know what to say and the two simply remained silent in an awkward state. The atmosphere even felt very boring.

"So?, you're not forever going to tell me what happened to you?"

Jocelyn tried to find a topic of conversation so that the atmosphere melted, but in the end she instead discussed the previous problem again.

"It seems that my words are true, about you being the one who won't listen to my words well,"

The man smiled cynically, and the atmosphere again became awkward. Jocelyn rolled her eyes lazily, then reopened another topic of conversation.

"Your people, it seems it took longer than expected to get here,"

Jocelyn tried to divert the conversation by saying something else, this also insinuated the person who was told to pick up the man.

"It didn't take long, it's just that I told them not to pick me up too soon,"

"I want to spend a little more time here with you. I also thought a little, why don't we hook-up for a moment? "

The man said casually, making Jocelyn look at him with an annoyed look. What does this guy think, Jocelyn will hook-up with anyone he meets?

"Hell no!, I have my own reason tho, for not hooking up with you!" Jocelyn replied in annoyance.

The man was interested, his lips displaying a distinctive smirk belonging to the man.

"Spill the tea" the man said, staring at the old Jocelyn.

"First of all, we just met. Second, I am not interested in people who are injured. Third, I'm not gonna hook - up with a man that I don't trust. And lastly, you don't even that hot bro,"

Jocelyn replied with a look of disdain. Paying attention to every inch of the man's face to make the man smile knot.

"well, I'm interested! and soon, I'll show you how hot I am!"

The man answered his question and the atmosphere became awkward again. Jocelyn returned inexhaustible with this man.

A moment later the sound of a bell ringing, Jocelyn swiftly got up and opened the door of her apartment as soon as she saw the person who came to her.

"I think your orangutans are coming, the guy in the suit is your guy, right?" Ask the man who she immediately nodded.

As soon as she opened the door, Jocelyn immediately helped to get the man to walk out to meet the man in the suit who was waiting for her outside.

After handing the man over to his subordinates, Jocelyn was about to close the door but the man held him in his arms.

"Is there anything left?" 

All the men in suits put on shocked faces, they still could not believe the woman dared to casually speak to the man.

"I don't know your name yet, we're not officially acquainted,"

"Do you have to?"

"If you refuse, it doesn't matter,"

"Well, after all, it's not a big deal. I'm joe. Jocelyn Richards"

"Shawn's. Shawn Adams"

Jocelyn smiled and then closed the door of her apartment leaving a shawn with her subordinates who were still wiping it.

"You know what to do, right?. I want to know everything about that woman" she said irrefutable.

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The man had already killed two of his subordinates since last night, and this was the third man who was being the place where his anger was venting.

His anger subsided as he shot at the man nonstop. The man wiped his bloodied hands with the handkerchief he had.

This man is Jason Lewis, the thought of the death of the lover is still a little disturbing.

Actually, he did not really care about it, but anyway the woman was the one and he could not just ignore that fact.

After cleaning his body, Jason returned to the office and began to take care of all the work that had been delayed.

But his mind arrived - suddenly distracted by the face he accidentally saw yesterday. There was a feeling of being familiar with the woman.

It felt like they had not seen each other for a long time and they finally met each other but did not greet each other.

The man continued to dissolve in his own mind, the woman he saw was clearly like someone. And somehow this feels so annoying.

Though he had not met and did not communicate for so long, but Jason still missed the woman.

And maybe forever will be.

After dismissing all the thoughts that disturbed him far away, he was finally able to refocus on what he was working on.

The sun was already soaring high, his work was also finished. Other than to finish the drug deals later tonight, there was no more work to be done now.

Jason stared at the watch in his hand long ago, it was time for lunch. He was planning to have lunch with the girl he had just met.

But it seems he wants to spend his lunch hour at the cafe where the woman works. Maybe he could meet her again.

It was actually easy for Jason to get his subordinates to find information about the woman, but he could not take the risk.

He did not want to lose the woman a second time, he did not want the woman to hate him.

And unknowingly, it turns out that now he has been at the door of the cafe, just one step before he finally really entered the cafe.

But suddenly doubt comes to say hello, all disturbing feelings and memories of the past come back to haunt.

Ah, I hate this - Jason

With all the courage he had, he entered the cafe, if the woman was that person, he would try to start all over again.

If he fails, at least he tries. Because after all every step he took took took great courage.

As he understood with the restless feeling he was experiencing, a word kept twisting inside his head, as if it was helping him to calm down.

Every step taken is meaningful. To achieve each step requires courage.

What causes failure is not incompetence, it's just that we are too afraid to take steps and in the end all we do is avoid it.

With all the courage he had, handle the door he opened with a feeling that was not careless.

As soon as the door opened, a face full of memories with all the memories clearly visible was greeting visitors. The face she always missed.

"Joe..."