R A I N
“S-Sir!”
“Yes, Rain? Looks like you're in the wrong house.”
“A-Am I?”
Dahan-dahan akong humarap sa kanya. Hindi nagtagal ang baril na kanina ay nasa likod lang ng ulo ko ay nasa noo ko na.
“Hmm. When you glare at me like that, you're looking exactly the same as her.” Ngumiti si Mr. Gillan para bang masaya pa siya sa masama kong tingin sa kanya.
My heart began to pound out of nervousness. But I did not dare to panic. While I am distracting him with our little conversation, the man who I instructed to stay outside his room can hear our conversation from the communication device. At hindi nga nagtagal ay natanaw ko na ang papasok niyang anino mula sa pinto ng opisina.
I knew I felt uneasy, so I made him stay.
“I don't really get what you mean, sir,” mabagal akong nagsalita, si
