When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
MABILIS na nag-bago ng posisyon ang dalawa. Umupo na ng pormal si Gadreel at umaktong kagalang-galang na taong naka-upo sa sofa. Tumagos ang kanilang paningin sa aking likuran kung saan papalapit ang presens’ya ni Kruger. Naririnig ko ang mabibigat at mahihinhin n’yang mga yapak. Pinakinggan ko lang ‘yon. “Where’s my hand gun, Angel?” tanong n’ya na’ng tumigil s’ya sa likuran ko. Mabilis kong kinuha iyon sa ilalim ng circular glass center table. Inabot ko ang baril na ‘yon habang hindi s’ya nililingon. Malakas s’yang tumikhim. “Do you want to come with us?” “Saan po?” magalang kong tanong. “Athalie’s apartment.” Doon kaagad ako natigilan. Hindi ako naka-sagot sa tanong n’yang ‘yon. Ang awkward naman kung isasama n’ya pa ako. "Just come with us." “Sasama ako kapag sasama sina Gadree