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56. Truth in Sioux
CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
Jianyu --- the Chinese guy and Sioux Kyros Centauri’s colleague was standing in the edge of big yacht looking at me. Hindi lang siya nag-iisa. There are more than ten men in there and they look equally dangerous as Centauri. I know they are also capable with dealing of illegal stuffs. Their presence is enough to make me somewhat nervous.
Still, I held my head high. Hindi ako nagpatinag sa intimidating look nila. I already perfected my defense mechanism.
Hindi ko alam kung anong kailangan nila sa akin. I just received an invitation from them. Unang tingin ko sa invitation, I knew it was them. They were behind it. May crest iyon ng same tattoo ni Sioux. It still triggers me every time I see that, I was reminded of what happened before. It doesn’t smell fancy. The paper reminded me the smell of blood, it made me shiver.
Sioux was supposed to be with them, but h
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CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR I went back to my station. Inirapan ko siya nang makabalik ako sa ginagawa ko. Binudburan ko ng konting flour ang dough. Isinalang ko iyon sa pasta maker. I just waited for its magic to be done. “Sioux, will you please cut the onions into small pieces? As in very small. Hurry!” muling tawag ko sa kanya. Nilagay ko ang butter sa mainit na pan, I let it melt for a minute. Hinihintay ko lang na matunaw iyon, ilalagay ko na ang garlic. Sioux was beside me, he was cutting the onions into small pieces. Napasulyap ako sa ginagawa niya. Nakagat ko ang labi ko. The onions looked like they were massacred. I felt bad for them. Imbes na cube iyong cut noong onions, irregular shape ang kinalabasan noon. “Oh my God, unbelievable!” I was unable to hide my amused smirk. Mukhang wala talaga siyang ideya sa ginagawa niya. Probably, all his life, he never experienced this. Ma
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