Fall At Your Feet (DFM#1)✅

Kabanata 28

"Boss!" Harang ni Jet sa harapan ko.

"I'm on my own, Jet."

Iniwasan ko na siya at pumasok na ako sa kotse. Mabilis din siyang pumasok sa kabilang bahagi.

"Take me, Boss!" ngiti niya.

"F*ck!" Mura ko habang tinitigan ang kamay niya.

Hindi pa kasi naghilom ang sugat niya rito. Nakuha niya ito sa huling misyon na ginagawa namin sa Catania. It's the Nostra's warehouse that we burnt there. Lahat ng mga illegal na transaction nila at iba pa ay tostado na! They've messed with the wrong person and that's what they get. And now their playing dirty.

"Let's get this done, Jet." Mabilis na patakbo ko ng sasakyan.

When we reached Miguel's HQ it's full of security and sensors. Pero alam ko kung paano lampasan ang mga ito. Ano pa nga ba ang silbe ng pagiging ex-agent ko noon, kung hindi ko alam ang mga bagay na 'to.

Jet is walking in front of me, clearing the area for me. I'm using a silencer and have my caliber. Every man that gets in our way was killed by his dagger and this silencer. We're in our full combat and weapons in our bodies. Sumenyas na ako at iniwan siya sa area para maakyat ko ang itaas dito.

Few men are coming to get me and my dagger flew in every direction aiming for their necks. They haven't had the time to pull the trigger of their guns as the dagger hits them deeply deadly. Until a gunshot was heard, and I believe it came from Jet downstairs.

I hide in between the walls. Halos lahat sa kanila ay bumaba na at hawak ang mga armas nila. I climbed forward, aiming to go to Miguel's hideout. Alam kong nasa taas lang siya, sa sekretong kwarto niya. I've been here before, and he haven't changed at all.

I walk ahead as I could see the door of his room from here. Pulled out my MG 3. I walk while they aim their guns at me, but my bullets are faster than their hands, and they hit their heads off the scene. Their body lay lifeless, and I'm walking with their blood running down the hallway with no emotions with me.

One throws his dagger at me and I perfectly caught it in combat. The heck! When was the last time I caught a dagger? I think it was the time when I was bleeding to death in my blood.

I shot him in the head.
It was dark when I entered Miguel's room. Dahan- dahan ang kilos ko, hanggang sa maramdaman ko ang tutok ng baril sa likod ng ulo ko.

"Why are you here, Drake? What it is this time?" Sabay diin ng baril sa ulo ko.

"Where's Betty? Saan siya dinala ng mga Nostra?"

"Matagal na akong tumiwalag sa mga Nostra, Drake. Matagal na matagal na."

"I don't believe you. Miguel. Nakuha mo nga'ng ipapatay ang sariling mahal mo noon sa kanila, sa anak mo pa kaya?"

Mas napatiim bagang na ako at hinintay ko lang ang tamang tiyempo para sa galaw ko. Hanggang mabilis ang pag-ilag ko at talikod. I hit him behind me and lift my hands, pointing the tip of the gun upwards and twisted his wrist. Mabilis din siya kahit na nabitawan niya ang baril sa kamay niya.

We looked at each other. It's dark here and without a gun in our hands, I glared at him with so much hate and dissatisfaction.

"You're fucking useless, Miguel!"

Umatake agad siya nang sipa. He's still good at his moves, kahit sa edad niya.

Kapareho nga sila ni Daddy, ang bilis pa rin nila. But when I let my kick combination it hit his head and he fall downhill. Tumayo rin agad siya.