The adventures of the QED Club continue as the Moriarty mystery thickens.
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LORELEI
BANG!
"LORELEI!"
"LORI!"
Mabilis ang mga pangyayari. Nanigas ako sa aking kinatatayuan at natulala habang ang lahat sa paligid ko'y gumagalaw. May ilang tumakbo palayo sa entablado. May ilan namang lumabas ng function hall.
Tumingin ako sa ilalim. Bloodstains appeared on my light blue dress as a warm body wrapped around me. The dim lights in the hall made it hard for me to see the person who was embracing me a few beats after the gunshot.
"Lorelei! Lorelei!"
When the bright lights in the hall were turned on, I recognized the face of the person who was leaning to me.
"D-Dad . . ." bulong ko habang nakatingin sa namumutla niyang mukha. Sumasara na ang kaniyang mga mata at lumalalim ang bawat paghinga niya.
It took a few seconds before realizing what happened.
"D-DAD!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as he lost consciousness in my arms. Agad akong nilapitan nina Alistair at Nancy para tulungan akong ihiga si Papa sa sahig. Marahan ko siyang sinampal sa mukha para makita kung magre-respond siya. His white coat was covered in blood. Life was slowly leaving him as seconds passed by. "DAD!"
Alistair touched my dad's wrist. "He's still alive but his pulse is erratic! Kailangan natin siyang dalhin agad sa ospital!"
"My goodness!" Napatakip ng bibig si Nancy nang nakita ang dugo. Ngayon ko lang yata siya nakitang nataranta mula nang maging secretary siya ni Papa. "SIR WALTER!"
"CALL AN AMBULANCE!" utos ko sa kaniya na agad niyang sinundan. Inilabas niya ang kaniyang phone at may idinial na numero.
Blood continued to ooze from the gunshot wound on my dad's abdomen. Patuloy ang pamumutla niya sa bawat segundong lumilipas. Binuksan ko ang polo ni Papa at hinanap sa duguan niyang katawan ang tama ng baril. It was all covered in dark red so it took some time before I found it. May tama siya sa tagiliran na patuloy sa paglalabas ng dugo.
I asked for a clean cloth and applied pressure on the wound with the heel of my hand. I had read before that this would close the blood vessels by spasm and allow early blood clot formation. Kailangan kong i-maintain ito nang ilang minuto hanggang sa dumating ang ambulansiya.
Nabaling ang tingin ko sa tabi ng stage kung saan pinosasan ng mga bodyguard ang kasamahan nilang bumaril kay Papa. Two men took him away, probably for questioning, while the others stayed to control the panicking crowd.
