Moonstruck: Divulgence

DIVULGENCE 23

𝓙𝓪𝔂𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷 𝓩𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓼

I knocked three times and nothing responded, so I just opened the door. "Deotoronomy—shit!" I was taken aback when a splash of blood was scattered on the floor. Kung wala lang nagaganap na serial killings sa ACIS ay iisipin kong nagkalat lamang 'yun na pulang pintura o hindi kaya ketchup pero iba ang sitwasyon ngayon.

Hindi masangsang ang amoy marahil ay wala pang kalahating oras mula ng malagutan ng hininga kung sino man ang biktima ng serial killer ngayon. Damn! Kailan ba matatapos 'to?

I dialed Brint's number, para kunin ang katawan. Huminga ako ng malamim at pumasok sa SSG office. My left eyebrow quirked up when I saw the shattered glass on the floor. Inilibot ko ang paningin at bumagsak ang paningin ko sa martilyong nakapaibabaw sa hindi makilalang bangkay.

Nang makarating si Brint ay saka ko pa lang nalaman na sina Abby at Scarlet ang mga labi. Scarlet is the Drama Club President, while Abby is the SSG Secretary. Maamo silang dalawa at hindi makabasag pinggan. Hindi ko sila kilala ng personal pero alam ko ang mga confidential information nila.

"Hey, kiddo! Bawal ka d'yan!" Brint warned Deotoronomy Vander, who just entered his office. It seemed like ngayon niya lang natanggap ang balita.

"Hindi 'yan susunod. Isa rin 'yang matigas ang ulo," I hissed and grimaced. I just sighed and shook my head when he tsk-ed back.

Deotoronomy Vander Salazar is a younger brother of Argus, but as I observed, they are not that close, or maybe it was just my observation. Hindi ko madalas na nakakasama si Argus, at hindi rin siya pala-kwento sa personal niyang buhay. He is secretive.

"Deotoronomy," I called his biblical name. He hummed as a response, not bothering to glare at me. He is busy diverting his gaze somewhere, as if he's finding something.

"Report to me. I will be expecting your presence in my office at four o'clock in the afternoon," I ordered him.

He faced my direction and glared at me. His face is emotionless yet calm. That's kind of weird. How has he managed to be calm in our situation right now? "Why would I?" he asked.

"'Cause Abby just died. Sinong magre-report sa akin ngayon ng mga pangyayari sa loob ng ACIS?" I queried back in an obvious manner.

"Why don't you ask Savir, Gord, or Ling? They are also part of SSG," he said submissively.

I hissed and glared at him. "Why don't you do it? You are the president," I said, a bit annoyed.

"Why do you need to know?" he asked with irritation in his voice, but his face was calm.

"Just do what I have said. That's a command," inis na sagot ko at tinalikuran siya. Ever since na pumasok ako dito sa ACIS ay hindi na nila ako nirespeto. I do understand that na hindi ako karespe-respeto na part na pagmamanipula ko sa serial killings at kaso na nagaganap sa ACIS pero trabaho ko 'yun. I am an undercover agent. What I'm saying is sana naman ay respetuhin nila ako bilang nakakatanda sa kanila. Lalong-lalo na kay Jayshie, gusto kong makatanggap ng respeto sa kaniya pero hindi ko deserve ang respeto niya dahil hindi naman ako nagpaka-ama sa kaniya.

My phone vibrated from my pocket. Agad kong kinuha 'yun dahil baka importante ang mensahe.\

Deotoronomy Vander: I'll be sending Schy Lysander Chadler. He knows everything.

"GOOD AFTERNOON, Deputy Hanzo," Wybie Berserker greeted me with confidence. He is out of his mind. Sinong matinong estudyante ang lilipat sa ACIS ngayong hindi pa nareresolba ang kaso? Maybe he doesn't know about the serial killing part dahil nananatili iyong confidential mula sa publiko.

I consulted the higher-ups regarding accepting transferees, and they agreed to accept them. Why? Simply, because of money. It is all about money and wealth.

"Berserker, you are now an official student of ACIS. Kung may kailangan ka, don't hesitate to inquire with the SSG officers, or you can ask it from me," I stated formally and stamped his enrollment form.

May tatlo pa akong hinihintay na transferee galing ng iba't ibang grade. Hindi pa nangangalahati ang third quarter ay may mga lumilipat na. Dagdag sa trabaho at ang hassle.

"Deputy, ngayon na po isasagawa ng election para sa Drama Club President at SSG Secretary. Need sila ni President Dee as soon as possible daw!" Ling reported. Hindi niya na naisipang pumasok sa loob ng Dean's office dahil huminto siya sa bukana ng pinto ay isinigaw ang mga sasabihin niya.

Since Scarlet and Abby died, kailangan ng kapalit sa lalong madaling panahon dahil maraming events ang magaganap. I suggested canceling it, but higher-ups insisted. Gusto ko sana munang tapusin ang kaso pero wala akong magagawa dahil nagdesisyon na sila. I am the current dean of ACIS, but sadly, I don't have the power to decide for the school. Every time I need to decide, I should consult them first before I do the act. It's like I'm useless as fuck.

"Okay. Just send me the list of new SSG officers," I said submissively.

Umaga pa lang pero pakiramdam ko ay pagod na pagod na ako. Pabagsak akong sumandal sa backrest ng swivel chair at pumikit. Shit! I almost forgot that I needed to contact Chou. May kailangan pa pala kaming pag-usapan pero hindi ako p'wedeng umalis ngayon dahil tambak ang trabaho ko bilang Dean.

I ran my fingers through my hair out of frustration. This is more stressful than I expected. I heaved a sigh and plastered a mischievous smirk. I will be calling Mint to do my job as a dean. I dialed his number and called him. I expressed my favor, and he agreed. May mga bagong salta sa HQ, kaya wala siyang masyadong trabaho ngayon kaya maaari niyang iwan ang lamesa niya. Nang makarating si Mint ay agad din akong umalis para makipagkita kay Chou.

I called the written number on his calling card and waited a few rings before he answered. Naghintay ako ng ilang segundo pero walang nagsasalita kaya tinignan ko kung namatay o pinatay ang tawag pero nagre-record naman ang time call. It only indicates that someone, who might be Chou, is waiting for my words.

"This is Hanzo," I introduced myself.

"Hi Hanzo," someone from the other line said. It's not Chou. It is someone who has a feminine voice. She must be a woman but basing on the tone of her voice, she is a teen.

"Who's this?" I asked, confused. Hindi ko alam na may babae pala sa buhay si Chou.

"Hulaan mo," she said monotonously, but I can hear her audibly smirk from the other line. Wala akong oras para makipaglaro.

"Pardon me?" medyo inis na tanong ko at huminga ng malamin.

"Max! Whom are you talking to?" It's Chou. So it was Max all along. But who the hell is Max?

"I'm Mix! Tsk! Kuya naman, eh!" Mix? Max? Whoever-the-hell-she-is argued. Kuya? May kapatid pala siya?

"This is Chou. What's up, Hanzo?"

I hissed. "See you in the cafe," I said in a well-founded voice. I don't care, kung isipin niyang inuutusan ko siya. Bahala siya sa buhay niya.

𝚁𝚢𝚔𝚎𝚛𝙼𝚘𝚘𝚗