Kyle’s Point of View
“What are you doing?” nakapamewang na tanong sa akin ni Sam. Hindi ko siya pinansin at nagpatuloy ako sa paglalagay ng hidden cameras sa loob ng office niya.
“Sabi ni Lise, tahimik ka, hindi ko ine-expect na pipi ka. So, do we need to use sign language just to communicate? I don't know how, by the way,” sarcastic na sabi nito. Nakapamewang. She is damn intimidating, but not to me. Her slim figure is so good on her suit. Curly brown hair. And her frowning brows can compete with my no-f**k-up face.
“I can teach you,” I replied with an equal sarcastic tone.
“Letse,” sagot nito. Ang alam ko sa abogado, hindi dapat nawawala ang composure. She is easy to read, how come she became a damn good lawyer, I don't know.
“You are here not because I want to, but because I don't have a choice with my friends,” she fired, irritation clearly on her eyes.
“I am aware that Ace is on the choice list. Why didn't you pick him?” I smirked. I know Ace is scary as the Devil itself.
“Yeah, right. It's like a red flag waving to my enemies. Hey, I have a bloody body guard. I am scared with your s**t. Not gonna happen.” She sat on her office chair and closed her eyes.
I finished installing the cameras. I looked at the view on my Ipad and was satisfied with the result. I sat on the single sofa, away from her table and started typing on my Ipad to see if my cameras on her condo are also working.
One thing I learned in life, is to let the angry woman talk, but don't listen. If you do, you better prepare for her rants and complain.
“Kyle, nakikinig ka ba?” sigaw nito.
“Hmmm.” I tried to see if the camera can go 180 degrees on view. I messaged Marcus if the GPS on her car is already installed.
“Letse ka. Hindi ka pala nakikinig.” Tinamaan ako ng magazine sa ulo. Nagdilim ang paningin ko. No one, as in no one pull that s**t on me.
“Next time na gawin mo ‘yan, may kakalagyan ka.” I gave her a cold stare and she stared back. One eyebrow raised. Arms crossed.
“Oh, really?” she replied. “Like what?” She didn't back out with our staring contest.
I smirked. “No, I will not kiss you. You better stop dreaming about it.”
“You jerk.” Ibabato na sana niya ang paper weight na hawak nang bumukas ang pintuan ng office niya.
Pumasok ang isang lalaki. nasa 5'7” ang taas. Medium built, short hair. He is wearing a coat and tie.
“Sorry, Sam. May bisita ka pala.” He doesn't look sorry to me, though. He sat on her table side and play with her pens.
“Who is he?” he asked. I saw how Sam's face changed. From irritated tigress to cold babe. The poker face is on.
“None of your business, I think,” she said coldly. Ngumiting aso si kupal saka ako tiningnan mula ulo hanggang paa.
“So, Sam,” sabi ni gagong kupal. “Would you like to come with me tonight? May bagong bukas na bar.”
“No, thank you,” Sam replied. She eyed him and if I didn't know Sam I would really think she is a cold b***h.
“Oh, common. Is he your flavor of the month?” Sam looked at me, she sensed my irritation.
“Maybe,” she replied. “Now get out Lenard, before you drop dead on my floor.”
Damn, really cold.