"Shall I let you in?" Matico whispered softly to me. I bit my lower lip so hard before nodding.
"Are you sure?" I nodded at it again. “What if someone sees us here? We will definitely be fascinated. ” I just shook my head.
"I trust you." I cheered up. It returned the gaze to his holding. “But Jean, is it really okay? What if something leaked inside?”
I shook. "Take it slowly." it bit his lip so hard before obeying my command.
I just stared at him as he slowly put the blood in the Refrigerator. I breathed a sigh of relief when he was able to enter properly.
"Done." he smiled before tapping me on the shoulder. “Let’s go. It is very dangerous when they catch us here, especially you. ” I just smiled. I just followed Matico when he went to the Veranda. This is where we go in, so this is where we have to go out.
It was dark outside so I’m sure no one would see us here. I adjusted the black cloth that draped over my face before hanging up the baluster. When we both got down, we hid behind a tree and changed into civilian clothes.
We also immediately put the clothes we were wearing earlier in a bag.
“Are you sure Mr. Dutch will like that bloody food? ” smiling Matico asked me as we walked back to our hideout. I glared at him, we were still outside and we shouldn't be talking about such a thing especially since the opponents were just around.
"Sorry, master Jean." I shook my head before tapping his shoulder and before whispering. "Don't call me master." it just shut his mouth.
AFTER the long walk we reached our hideout. My people greeted us and took the equipment we were carrying. “How are you, Jean?” I smiled at what one of my staff called me. I really don't like being called master, I prefer to be called by my name even though I am higher than them.
I sat down in my swivel chair before facing them. "Tomorrow morning we will wait for the reaction of Mr. Dutch in my gift. ”
“But Jean, why did you give that to that monkey? Did I think you wanted revenge for what he did? ” I smiled before facing Cyan who was one of my staff. "I want him to enjoy the taste first, before he feels the pain." they just nodded.
"What did you put in that blood?"
Well, he reminded me, I almost forgot to tell them.
"Actually, it's a bloody lizard that I mixed with tumbtaks." they were all amazed at what I said.
That is less than what he did to me, and to us. After he killed my brother, I can no longer forgive him. Less than half the pain that Mr. Dutch will experience in what I did, than my brother experienced because of what he did.
By the time I see him personally, he will experiencing kissing the ground because of begging. Tss.
