I thought he was going to march toward Yago, but even when he heard him, he didn’t move. My father’s eyes are looking directly at me, looking like blades cutting me into pieces.
He snapped his fingers. Nang una ay ipinagtaka ko kung anong ibig sabihin ng kilos niyang iyon, ngunit hindi ko na kailangang magtanong pa para malaman.
Agad na kumilos ang mga tauhan ni Dad. I can see Aldo—Dad’s right-hand man, too. Hindi ko akalaing naririto na siya sa Pilipinas ganoon alam ko’y naiwan siya sa Italy. Siguro ay pumunta ito sa Pilipinas nang mawala ako.
Sa pangunguna ni Aldo, mabilis silang lumapit kay Yago at hinawakan ito. Walang pagdadalawang-isip na sinuntok nina Aldo at ng ilan pang tauhan si Yago.
“No!”
I can see Yago fighting; he almost got them, beating almost half of my father’s men b
