Aiming for death

Rafael was seen taking off the jacket that wrapped his stocky body and throwing it backwards. Where a woman still wearing a toweled kimono is sitting on her hands tied.

At first, Rafael ordered two of his subordinates to bring the woman who was the sister of the traitor who stole the money, but changed his mind because he wanted to interrogate himself.

Of course, because he wanted to find Alfredo who brought all the evidence of the traitor's crime.

"How could Alfredo leave the house, while two of my men have been waiting outside all night. Is there a secret door in your house, traitorous woman?"

The figure of a woman who had just removed the coat that landed on her face, with her hands tied, pursed lips.

"In our house there is indeed a secret door that is underground and connected to the back area, directly connected to the sewer passage on the left of the bridge."

Rafael laughed out loud when he heard the explanation from the woman who was Alfredo's younger sister. The echoing laughter sounds really intimidating and usually always manages to give people goosebumps.

Likewise, women who do not continue the story after being cut off with laughter from men who are still focused on driving.

Satisfied laughing at having been fooled by a traitor, Rafael stopped the car on the side of the road and unbuttoned a button on the top of his shirt that seemed to be choking his neck. Unbuckling seatbelt, he glanced behind him with a glare full of fire.

"Who is name, traitor woman?"

"Yoana Paloma. I'm not a traitor, so don't compare yourself to that bastard. It was he who betrayed you, not me!" said Yoana very annoyed with a sour face.

Feeling belittled when a woman rebukes him, of course makes Rafael feel very angry. He reflexively pulled out the gun hidden in the holster on his shirt and fired the hot lead backwards.

Suddenly, gunshots echoed through the car. A smirk appeared from the corners of the lips that were pulled up. "It turns out that you are afraid to die too. Didn't you dare yell at me earlier?"

The woman who immediately closed eyes and also ears, with palms, screamed hysterically when she saw the man who had pointed the gun at her and also pulled the trigger.

At first, thinking that the man was going to shoot her in the head, but when heard the gunshots and didn't feel anything, she immediately opened eyelids and turned head to the left.

Judging by the car seat next to it had a hole pierced by a bullet and could breathe a little relieved because it wasn't head that was perforated by the hot lead.

"My goodness, sir. I got carried away with emotion."

Squinting, Rafael still aimed the gun at the head of the woman behind him.

"Feeling emotions? So, you want to say you feel emotional for me?"

Not wanting to prolong the misunderstanding, hastily shook head and didn't forget to point both hands forward. Gives the code that it doesn't take sides at all, but hates and is disgusted at all.

"No, sir. I feel emotion for Alfredo, that bastard. Not to Mr. I'll do whatever it takes to get that bastard caught. I know the places he frequents because always tells me anything."

For a few moments, Rafael considered the defense of a woman who looked very fiery explaining what was feeling. By throwing the gun at the dashboard of the car, re-fasten the seat belt.

"Since you're so useful, I won't kill you, but if you trick me, you'll dismember your body and make you food for my pet crocodile."

The car drove to leave the road area which was quite quiet because it was in a hilly area.

Meanwhile, the body of the woman in the back seat shuddered when she heard a very scary threatening sentence from a man who seemed to be focused on driving a car.

Busy thinking about the thing currently dancing in head, muttering to herself in heart.

'It's true, this man has absolutely no interest in any of the women. Me, who only wears kimono without underwear like this, doesn't excite this mobster at all. In fact, two of his men immediately swallowed saliva when they saw me coming out of the bathroom. Maybe if he hadn't come soon, the two men had already channeled their passion by raping me.'

'If it weren't for the sake of being able to catch this international fugitive, I wouldn't have disguised myself as Alfredo's little sister."

Zamora's daydream was broken instantly when she heard gunshots and reflexively looked back, where there was a car following and one of the men came out of the car window with a gun and shot several times.

However, the action of the man who shot the car window repeatedly did not result in anything.

A smirk appeared on Raphael's face. With a blind full of flashes of fire, glancing at the car's right rearview mirror.

"Stupid! They want to die trying to harass Rafael Oliverio. No one will ever be able to catch their breath when they dare to meet and disturb me."

Rafael feels the upper hand because he uses a bulletproof car or armored car which was developed to provide maximum protection against potential attacks using firearms to explosives.

Of course Rafael is always alert and careful with all possibilities that may occur.

During this time, many enemies who always lurk and intend to kill him. Fortunately in today's city it is very easy to find a car using the armored car technique after the tragedy of the murder of a government official.

Because after the incident, the government required official cars to be equipped with bulletproof or armored technology. This is now used by Rafael to protect himself by spending a lot of money.

"Master, it looks like it is an enemy who wants death, you. How is it, sir?" Zamora exclaimed who was currently feigning fear.

Actually she was used to stressful business because real job was always related to shooting.

However, this time disguised as Alfredo's younger sister because she has a secret mission.

"Shut up or I will send you to hell first!" sarcasm Rafael who was very disturbed by the noise from the woman behind him.

Zamora's reflex was immediately silenced by covering her mouth. "I'm sorry, sir. I'm just afraid to die. Please protect me."

Ignoring the fear from the woman who made him even more angry, Rafael immediately turned the car around.

Then head straight at the enemy's car, as if not at all afraid of the bad possibility. It could be that the car behind that was aiming for his death would crash.

Meanwhile, Zamora's body staggered to the right with her forehead hit the windshield and made wince in pain as the car turned.

To be continued...