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Rassia moaned from pain in her head. I think that was metal, shxt.
She saw Jhasper hanging with the chain. He has a very good shape of his body, with abs very visible. Snap out of it. I'm not here to look at it. But to Rassia, he's really a distraction for her.
She was tied on the chair. The plastic rope was so tight that it would hurt even just a little movement. Bastards, do they even know how to tie?
"Era uoy ekawa?" Jhasper said
Rassia didn't understand, she was confused.
"edok." Jhasper said and repeated it again and again.
What's Jhasper saying?
Edok? Rassia didn't get it. She keep repeating what edok means. Edok, edok, edok... kode? code! That was it!
"uoy desufnok em."
"I ezigolopa touba ti. T-hiw eseh-t nem d-nuora, I t-nak yas taht ti saw a edok rof su ot klat ylterkes."
Rassia understood what he said, I apologize about it. With these men around, I can't say that it was a code for us to talk secretly.
"tah-w si eht nalp?" the words were slow, she wasn't used to reversing the word and saying it reversely.
"Lew, I t-nod wonk tey." Jhasper grinned
Rassia understood. It wasn't expected that he would be kidn*pped by someone.
"I evah ot teg tuo fo siht niahk rof em ot deesorp."
Of course, he has to. But to be released by the chain, it needed a key for the lock to be opened.
But someone opened the door and an old man entered.
"Oh? You're already here, Jhasper Clinton?" the old man referred to Jhasper.
Jhasper didn't recognize the voice, Who is this? Judging by its voice, it has confidence like a soldier but kindness like a man.
"Nunca esperé que fueras el autor intelectual Sacio." Rassia said,
The old man was shocked to see Rassia. "Why are you tied up?" The old man said while scratching his forehead. Like an old man, Rassia thought.
"Señor...." One man explained what happened and the old man seemed to understand it.
"Why did you do such a thing?" The old man looked serious.
"Eso es porque él era un amigo mío en los Clatias, y mi padre y el que me contrató no tiene la información de que esto va a pasar." Rassia explained, hoping that Jhasper didn't understand any of it.
The old man nodded, "Déjala ir, ella es una aliada."
"pero señor..."
"Esta mujer fue contratada por Pol Ferecio, y la única hija de la familia Helortios. La confundieron con el secuestro por otra cosa." The old man explained.
The name of Pol Ferecio rang to the ears of Jhasper. Damn, it was really him.
The two men untied Rassia.
"Por favor, no me llames por mi nombre aquí, mi tapadera podría florecer en Clatias y entonces será el final de mi trabajo." Rassia asked the old man.
"Muy claro entonces. Es mejor estar seguro que lamentar." Then they walked out of the room.
They talk inside a room, which was unexpected in the house since it was very clean. It was a secret room from the second floor, end of the hallway in the bedroom.
Rassia explained the situation. The second plan was completed. The old man smiled. This man is connected to Pol Ferecio. She knew she had to save Jhasper, but she wouldn't dare to because of Ferecio.
They still talk in Spanish. "What do you need from Jhasper?" Rassia asked.
The old man got curious about her question. "Why do you ask?"
"I was in the same company, especially the same office with him."
The old man grinned, "Are you close with the Chairman and especially the CEO of the Clatias?"
Rassia blinked twice and remained silent.
"Now you know, I'm trying to get information from him. Which no one will ever know since it was never turned into a document. All of the information is in his head."
Rassia got confused. If such information can be a document, it would be very hard to memorize all of them.
"He used his brain to memorize all the information I really needed. He wouldn't use his 165 IQ for nothing." The old man said. He sipped his tea
Rassia's eyes grew wider. She didn't expect that Jhasper's IQ was that high. Who exactly are you Jhasper?
"What information is it?" Rassia asked.
The old man hesitated and only said, "You'll know when your father told you so."
My father? Rassia was confused. He was connected in this?
"He didn't know that it was Jhasper or the plan I'm making to get the information he also needed." He knew what Rassia was thinking and continued, "The information is very valuable, that only Jhasper, The CEO and the Chairman only knows. These trio kept it for years. And now, they should reveal it to me."
The old man stood and left the room with his two men and the others stayed. Rassia closed her eyes, thinking what information that is valuable that it had to be memorized by Jhasper.
Jhasper doesn't know if the woman was an ally or an enemy. For goodness sake. The old man entered the room, the floor creaked as he walked. One of the men got a chair and let the old man sit. "You know what I need." The old man said, not making any other questions.
"Uhh, nah, I don't know. Of course you need me but what for?"
"I'm not here for jokes, but nevermind. Give me what I need."
"What is it?" Jhasper grinned.
The old man nodded and Jhasper was hit by a metal pipe on his stomach thrice. He coughed and moaned from the pain.
"When I was still young, my dream was to be a soldier. Yet it was boring, no war happens til today. It was devastating. Become a soldier to protect the country? No, that wasn't what I wanted. I wanted to fight in war, where I led the army and won it. That was the dream I wanted. But as I grew up, I realized it was just a foolishness part of my childhood. I mean, why would you die for others when others don't even care about your life? Even doctors who will work even if a virus is out there. Well, viruses or diseases are what every patient should have to have the doctors earn money."
"You didn't turn out to be a doctor now right?"
"No, I won't do that job. I hated making excuses when the truth was that, they will die from sickness. I would rather fight on the battlefield rather than stand in a stage to explain the human body when it comes to diseases."
"So what do you need?"
The old man grinned, "Where is the Pendant of Butterfly Painite?"
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