After walking for a few meters, they both reached Mia's mansion. Mia unlocked the door and entered inside. Ida went bug-eyed the moment she entered the house. It was a well built and exquisitely designed one with very fine interiors. The house was radiating positive energy all-through.She was completely in awe of the house.
"This is-"
"Hey wait for me"
Mia didn't pay any attention to what Ida wanted to say and straight away went to the stairs leading to the basement. Mia unlocked the basement door and took Ida in. This was the opposite of what Ida saw just a minute back. It was a bunker but there were bullet marks on the wall as if someone practiced target shooting there. A special, separate rack for different guns ranging from smaller to bigger size was also there.
"Here" Mia tapped on the large rectangular shaped table placed in the middle of the bunker."Tell me now." she glared at Ida.
Ida cleared her throat and started speaking.
After a few minutes~
"Are you sure about this?" Mia looked up.
"I have got this intel from my trustworthy sources" Ida spoke with confidence.
"Ok. Tomorrow is an important day for us then. You go and get yourself some sleep." she ordered.
"What about you?" Ida's voice was filled with concern.
"I am fine," she answered in a cold tone.
"You seem to be pretty far away from fine" Ida gazed at her.
"GO...." She raised her voice in a threatening way. Ida decided not to say anything else and she went to the bedroom to sleep.
Mia grabbed some beer from the refrigerator along with her pills.
"I have been waiting for this day for so long. I can't wait to finish him" She takes the pills which keeps her from sleeping. "I am coming for you j@ck@ss." Her heart and mind were filled with pure hatred.
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Next day ~
At the coffee shop
"Yeah I just left the shop and I am heading for the bus stop." Samuel was talking over the phone.
"Yeah... See you there" he entered in an isolated street."Oh please Don't worry about that baby" he simpered.
Nobody could be seen in the street, It was totally quiet. Samuel was strolling, as if he was having the time of his life, while talking on the phone. In an instant, his expressions changed from pleased to offended as he was about to step on a book. "Oh jeez! What kind of idiot leaves a book like this." he bends down to pick it up.
"I did" Ida spoke assertively.
Samuel instantly stopped. He was thunderstruck when he recognized the owner of the voice. Slowly, he raised his upper body and got back to a normal standing position. "Hey Ida..." he turned around and saw a gun pointed right at his head.
"Any last wish?'' she sounded apathetic.
"Yeah... I would like to..." Samuel slowly placed his foot forward.
"DON'T!" Ida fired in the air to warn him.
"Okay. I get it. You are not in a mood to talk"
"Bold of you to assume that I would listen to anything you say."
"Yeah. What shall I say. I am an idiot" he smiled coyly and glazed at her.
His eyes went to the house door which was just a few inches away from him and pulled out a poker face. Ida was carefully noticing everything that he was doing while her gun was still pointed at him. Within a minute, his lips turned in to put up a sly smile on his face.
"Why is he smiling like that?"
"What is going on in his mind?"
"Is there someone in that house who could help him?"
Ida's eyes followed his's. Her expressions changed from assertive to tensed. While scanning the place, her grip at the gun loosened. Samuel averted his eyes at a very slow pace and looked at Ida. Just with a short glance, he understood that her grip loosened. He tiptoed towards her and when he was close enough, he grabbed her wrist, twisted it in the opposite direction and snatched away the gun swiftly. He was now holding the gun right in the center of her head.
"Now... what were you saying earlier?" he asked while smirking at her.
Ida was hunted at her own place. Her eyes met the ground in anger and embarrassment. Samuel understood that she had accepted her defeat. He widened his chest proudly.
"Aww, poor Ida. I feel sorry for you. I appreciate your attempt, truly. But now, you have to die." He said dramatically.
Ida closed her eyes.
**Gun cocking sound**
Ida gulped.
**Gunshot sound**
Ida's eyes shot open because of the sound. Not to her surprise, Samuel was on the ground with his leg bleeding. Ida quickly snatched the gun from Samuel's hand, pointed it at him and stepped back, making way for someone.
Who could have saved Ida? Is Ida really out of danger? Why is she after Samuel? Who is Samuel? Read the next chapter to find out.
Is Samuel a victim or a culprit? Do tell me your views in the comments.