21 - Who Is He

THEIR trip home was quiet and no one bothered them, which was good, because she's also not in the mood to fight. As she lay on the luxurious bed, Abhaya stared blankly at the ceiling of the room where she was staying, recalling the fight two days before. The speed of the sun and she didn't notice it. her mind is so busy…



"We'll tell you, but please don't kill us!" one begs while suffering from shoulder pain.

Sadly, she don't feel pity.

She nodded in agreement, but before she could open her mouth, someone shot those 3 Russians from nowhere and they're both dead. Bull's eye. She looked around, but she had no idea where the real enemy was hiding. Merde!

"Miss Trunt!"

the next thing they did was disappear into that place like a bubble. Good and no one followed them, or just no one followed them first…

She was about to get up when she heard a crack outside her glass window and quickly approached it while holding a gun in one hand.

"...Kianna..."

When she heard Theon's voice, she immediately approached the doorman and opened it; it was dressed up and appeared to have a walk.

"I'm spending time with Zerus."

Zerus? Her brain's repetition

"Can you please stay here?"

"Wait!" She quickly pulled on his dress. "I'll come with you." It didn't bother her anymore because she immediately pulled on her blazer jacket and went out first and went down the stairs.

The place they went to was noisy and colorful. They were in a fancy bar and all the bachelors were already in the middle of the dance floor and dancing. Theon wasn't even dancing next to her as they entered.

When they met the two, Zerus was at the counter drinking wine, and his smile was wide, but she frowned when Theon introduced her to Zerus.

"My date tonight," Theon said, wrapping his arm around her and winking at her to come along.

She just agreed with a smile; she'll sneer at it when she's bored. "Hello, Mr. Craige."

"Wait a minute, man!" He turned to Theon, "I should be the one courting her! Damn man!"

"Well I've got her first. Sorry dude!" Theon gently squeezed her cheek, and she secretly kicked Theon's foot and threatened to knock her down if he didn't stop.

"Oh, that's enough. Let's get a drink."

They were at a round table and sitting on a round sofa on the second floor; the surroundings were noisy, but everyone seemed happy and unconcerned; she was shaken and picked up the tequila she had ordered.

Their other colleagues have also arrived, but she believes they are just employees because they still address Theon as Boss and call Zerus as Sir, and Theon reprimanded them for calling him by name because they were out of work.

Boys night because she is the only woman among them. Well, she doesn't care. She was in charge of Theon's protection and where it should be, she was able to obey its will and its will. They are noisy as they talk about things. While she was staring around, she had no confidence.

She was sipping her drinks when she noticed a man in a hoodie on the other side, and because of the red and different colors of the surroundings, she couldn't see the man's appearance. Suddenly her heart pounded... her guts telling her something dangerous was about to happen. She stared at the man, and she knew she was looking at them because it was directly facing them and smashing.

Yx?

No, she knew the man's build even though she was still wearing a thick jacket, and she knew his height. Then who the hell is it? Another killer? She grinned.

"Hi, Kianna!" It's Zerus.

"Yeah?" She asked, drawing her attention to him.

"Be cautious here; the men are greedy for women and sex."

"Zerus was correct; stay, Kianna; I don't want you to die."

She secretly rolled her eyes at Theon, and she decided to return to her seat. The man had a point; if she followed anyone that night, she would leave Theon and possibly something bad would happen to him. At least she knew that the young man was not just casual, and that he could handle himself.

She took up the phone and opened her social media account, which had a black wallpaper that was empty. She was scrolling up and down, drinking, and secretly watching around. Her two guns were also ready in case the beast Theon attacked them again tonight.

Suddenly, a message appeared in her messages, which she dismissed at first because she suspected it was from Arabs or from another part of the world. She scrolled again until it appeared. Its DP is simply black, and it has no name.

10:45 a.m.

That's what she read in the two messages it sent. That means something else. She quickly checked her cellphone clock. The clock will just tick at ace dyes. She was nervous, but she remained calm because there was nothing good about being nervous just in case. Her brain moved quickly. The number it sent has a different indication. Looks like she needs to pull Theon away.

Later, he stood up and went to the men's restroom, following it with a look until it turned into the hallway where the bathroom was before standing up and apologizing to them and Zerus that she would just retouch the make-up.

She saw the back of him enter the men's restroom, and she just stood in the hallway waiting for the young man, pulling it away from its unwillingness and will. When she looked around, she saw no strange behavior when each person came in and out of the man and woman's restrooms. She leaned against the cold wall and crossed her arms and waited a few more minutes before attempting to enter the door. Nothing. That's it, she'll let it in and take care of whatever swords she sees.

But before she could stand up, something suddenly covered her nose, and she vanished.

Even before she could face whoever was doing it, she gradually felt the darkness of her vision, and the next few moments she remembered nothing.



ABHAYA'S surroundings were dim as soon as she opened her eyes, and she blinked a few times to convince herself that she was somewhere else.

Merde!

She was awakened only to be able to lie down again due to the tight rope that bound her hands and feet. What's going on?! She tried to recall the previous events and there she finally thought that she was no longer in such a bar and with Theon.

She tried to untie what was bound in her two hands, but it was too tight. She felt her body, which was a good thing because she didn't feel anything touched her; however, she can't be complacent because her life is at stake.

'Theon, where are you?'

She quickly rolled her eyes, but that only added to her headache in the red color of its surroundings.

But she noticed someone smoking a cigarette in a corner. When the stick he was holding ran out, he took a new one and lit it, but she could only see smoke and not its face. Damn! Who is this? Yx? No. Zerus? No.

Hudson?