Naglakad ako papasok ng lumang warehouse matapos ang isang raid na ginawa ng aking mga tauhan. I was in my car and waiting for Oleg’s call. Gusto ko man na sumali, bashing and shooting those men that are involved with the auctions and smuggling of women, hindi ko na ginawa. Because my wife, who is 4 months pregnant, will not like it. Kahit pa nakasuot ako ng all-black suit, she will notice the blood. I don’t want to stress her further, lalo na two weeks ago, I was stabbed in my back. Hindi naman siya malalim, but the look on her face when I saw her… So much fear, ayoko na ulit na makita ito.
Isang upuan na ang nakahanda para sa akin at umupo ako roon. Sa aking harapan ay nakaluhod ang mga lalakeng may mataas na posisyon. The root cause of all this human trafficking. Matagal na rin naman
