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THIRD PERSON VIEW
Nagmistulang art gallery ni Danskie ang kaniyang funeral. You can see her faces throughout the hall but the most beautiful and catchy was that on the top of the red and black closed casket with a lot of funeral flowers at its sides.
They didn't bother opening the casket kasi sunog na bangkay naman na ang makikita mo doon.
Isang fierce-looking 15 year-old girl ang nasa picture sa ibabaw non na nakangiti, tila buhay na buhay sa mga panahong 'to.
A man in his forties came along, handcuffs in his hands and policemen accompanying him. Nakasuot siya ng orange na shirt gayundin ang pants niya.
Malaki ang kaniyang pangangatawan, surely he's really fit. Hinayaan siyang pumunta sa tabi ng kabaong ng kaniyang namayapang bunsong anak.
He slowly touched the coffin, caressing it as it is his daughter.
Drayren, the man, suddenly mourned. "I know you won't come back." he almost whispered.
Gustong gusto niyang magwala. Gustong gusto niyang patayin lahat ng mga may responsable sa sunog na nangyari doon sa bilibid kung nasaan ang anak niya but he can't do anything. He's helpless. His mafia was drowned to the deepest floors of euthanasia.
"You won't come back to claim your justice, so, leave it to i. Let me be the one to come back to them, then to you, my favorite child."
After that he said hinila na siya ng mga police at sinakay sa police car.
Wala sa libing ang buong pamilyang Montpellier dahil nakabantay lang sa paligid ang mga police.
"Tsk. As expected from the police." Darren, the second son and the third child in Drayren-Daniella kids, chuckled.
He wants na kahit sa huling pagkakataon masilayan niya ang namayapang kapatid na namatay sa sunog sa loob ng bilibid at di man lang naisalba.
"She's the best sister tho." Dreck, ang panganay, tumingin kay Dreina na nang-uuyaw.
Dreina squinted her beautiful shining eyes then looked back at her sister's coffin.
"I wonder why hindi tayo umiiyak. For our information patay na ang kapatid nating bunso." walang panghihinayang niyang sabi.
Well, Dreina ang Danskie were never in good terms since their parents' divorce.
"Hmn, i admit hindi ako masyadong nasaktan. Nasasaktan ako dahil sa pagbagsak ng mafia." sabat ni Dreck.
"Aren't you be able to be the most happy? Diba ikaw nga itong isa sa mga nagpapatay sa mga ka-alyado ni Dad other than that great who are you Louivee?" Darren interfered.
"Ah. Yeah." Sinulyapan niya si Dreina na nakakunot ang noo. "You numb sis will never understand."
Umirap si Darren. "Oh c'mon! Tumatalino iyan pagdating sa stupid love!"
Naririndi na si Dreina sa paulit ulit na pangungutya sa kaniyang IQ kaya minabuti niyang magwalk out. Dreck and Darren exchanged glances then surpressed their laugh.
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"Alam kaya nila na walang laman iyong kabaong?" malalim na boses.
"Who cares. Just let them think the youngest child is dead. Thanks to me." a handsome voice.
"Your not that evil, cousin." the latter rolled his eyes. He tried to change the topic.
"So, when will you move to Nikholai?" he gripped the hand rest of his chair.
Ngumisi siya. "Ba't mo'ko pinapaalis?"
"Nothing. Ibenta mo sa 'kin iyong mansion mo sa Hurtzpun."
"No way."
"Five hundred million."
"Deal."
Natawa silang dalawa. Wala namang nakakatawa.
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Three days passed, pinahimlay na nila si Danskie sa kaniyang musoleo. There, here ruthlessness and evilness were also buried.
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This is not yet the end.
The real, legit danger has not yet begun.
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A man in his 40s came on the funeral. All eyes were on him, since he much look alike the Montpellier head, Drayren Montpellier.
Kakambal ba ganun?
He looks 40 despite of his age exceeding 60.
Pumunta siya sa kabaong at pinagmasdan ito. Bubuksan na sana niya iyon nang pigilan siya ni Bryle. Nagtitigan sila pagkatapos noon ay naupo ito sa isa sa mga upuan na doon ay nakalaan.
Pinagmasdan ng lalaking ito ang buong paligid. Napangisi because his eyes didn't met the dead body's family. He went back facing front them uttered a word, "See you at the new era."
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