God provides a way

One year before...

Go have fun because I will be driving alone," said the man who was none other than Rafael Oliverio.

The man who is a mafia and hacker who has an extraordinary fortune, the result of a dark job that has never been smelled by the police and the FBI.

A man in a black suit came out of the back door of the car and pulled the driver so that he was lying on the asphalt.

After getting the location sent by one of the informants connected to the car's GPS, Rafael began to step on the gas pedal while removing the suffocating tie.

Then sped up a four-wheel with the horse logo through the quiet streets along the main street of Sitges City after exiting the residential area.

The journey that took about a few hours, Rafael focused on driving and staring at the lush green trees on the edge of the two-way road.

Two hours passed, he turned the car to the left and parked in front of a house with a tall black main gate. In which there is a second floor house which is quite spacious with a front yard filled with very well-maintained ornamental plants.

Wasting no time, Rafael moved index finger across his chest twice before kissing the folds of fingers, turning off the engine, and getting out of the black car.

"Finally, I found the bastard who stole my money." His blue eyes scanned the surroundings after receiving the report of the conversation connected to the ear cordless device.

Some of the men who had been on duty as spies had just come out of hiding when they saw him.

"That traitor didn't leave this house earlier, did he?" Rafael stared intently at the two spies who 24 hours watched the man being targeted.

"No, Boss. From last night until morning, the traitor hasn't left this house," replied the man with bluish eyes who looked very tired.

That's because he didn't sleep all night while carrying out orders to monitor the hideout of the man who used to be a co-worker with the boss to hack into several banks.

However, betrayed after getting the money from the hack and chose to run out of town. Unbeknownst to him, the boss who is not a random person is always vigilant and never trusts anyone.

By placing a tracking device on the watch that the traitor was wearing without his knowledge.

Rafael's thick eyebrows rose, as he glanced at the house with a black gate in front of him. "Looks like you guys have to work hard not to arouse suspicion in the residents of this house."

The subordinates who understood what the boss meant, immediately left after nodding their heads. Of course, to climb the wall and open the gate, so that you can easily enter the house that looks very quiet.

As soon as the main gate opened, the corner of Rafael's right lip reflexively rose and immediately walked into the luxurious gold-painted house.

He could have destroyed the tall building right away, but he didn't want the police to interfere.

The top two buttons of the shirt had been removed from the holes, emphasizing the visible collarbones. The pace accelerated on the gravel surface as he cocked the short pistol freshly out of the holster under his coat.

With the gun pointed at the door, Rafael stepped on long legs, through the main door and looked around.

"Get out or I will kill you, Alfredo!" shouted Rafael who gave the code to the two men to find the traitor who had taken away his one million dollars.

As ordered, the two men wearing black suits immediately searched the room one by one for Alfredo Beltran.

Meanwhile, Rafael is now looking around a fairly spacious room with lots of luxurious and complete furniture that adorns the first floor area of ​​the house.

Rafael realized something was wrong when two of his men didn't come back from upstairs. "Where are they? What exactly are they doing?"

Rafael walked with long strides as he climbed the stairs and at the same time, his sense of hearing caught the sound of a woman screaming from upstairs.

The silence makes the echo of the tracks in the room clear, especially the struggle on the right side of the target.

The open door confirmed that two men were in the room and Rafael saw a woman in a towel crouched on the floor hugging her knees.

"Where's Alfredo? Why is there a woman here? Who's she?" sneered Rafael who directed a sharp gaze full of flashes of fire at the two men who looked very confused. "What the hell were you guys doing earlier, idiots!"

"Sorry, Boss. It seems that the traitor has escaped without our knowledge. This woman is the sister of the man who stole the money, Boss. When we came into this room, she was taking a shower and we were waiting to come out."

Feeling played by a traitor, Rafael laughed heartily for a few seconds.

"You think it's easy to trick me, Alfredo!"

The man scratched the corner of an eyebrow with the tip of the gun once he was in front, then cocked again before firing hot lead at the target's leg.

"Don't kill me!" shouted the woman who realized her life was on the verge of death with her palms clasped together to beg for forgiveness. "I'll help you find Alfredo, but don't kill me."

Rafael squinted and directed a piercing gaze with his hand still holding the gun. "It turns out that the sister are both traitors. You think I would trust a traitor's sister? You stupid woman!"

The woman who seemed to be trying her luck, lifted head that had been down and looked at the man in front of her still aiming weapon. It was as if the tip of the gun's barrel would easily launch hot lead through the head without having to move a leg.

"I would do anything for you, because I don't want to die. Including killing my brother who betrayed you," shouted the 28-year-old woman named Zamora Valentina.

The two nets widened sharply, giving a hint of disbelief. "Tell me one reason for me to trust you. Only when I hear your reasons will I be able to decide whether you can be trusted or not."

His smile was pulled to the right as he put the gun in the holster under coat.

"One minute from now."

Rafael looked at the time machine wrapped around his left wrist.

Without intending to think about what was said, Zamora immediately said what had been a secret. "I want to kill Alfredo because he has absolutely no blood relation to me."

"That's what made him compel me to serve his lust for years after our parents died in an accident. He loved me very much and wouldn't let any other man touch me."

Rafael, who initially bowed his head, turned back to the doorway while whistling. "Bring that woman!"

The two men who were staring at each other now immediately answered their boss' orders by bringing a woman with a beautiful face and clean white skin who only wore a white towel wardrobe.

"It seems that God made a way for me." Rafael smirked when he found the weakness of the enemy who was his fugitive.

To be continued...