EVEN though I felt uncomfortable, hindi naiwasang tumagingting ang dalawa kong mga tainga na’ng marinig ang ganoon kalaking halaga. “S-Sure po ba kayo sa halagang ibibigay n’yo sa ‘kin? Five hundred thousand? As in?” seryosong usal ko.
I heard the man suddenly let out a chuckle. Kung papakinggan ang kan’yang boses, parang binatilyo lang s’ya. I felt like we are in the same age. His voice is deep yet gentle and soft. Na-i-imagine kong parang guwapo rin s’ya.
“Yes, I am sure. What do you think, Miss Mirabella Alvaroz?” I was observing the way he talks. Ang pulido n’yang mag-salita tapos ang slang mas’yado mag-pronounce ng English words.
“Wait, Sir. May I know your name? At ano po ang rank n’yo sa organisasyon? Are you a soldier or an associate?”
“I am a soldier. I won’t say my name.
