Chapter 5 - Witness

I remember that time when you fall asleep on your desk, waiting for someone to wake you up for a lunch-break bell. I used to be that girl, who wanted to wake you up and spend the twenty minutes break together. Cause I used to believe that would be fun.

But now...

Even meeting him is a huge disaster to me.

"Tch" P looks gaunt and hasn't eaten properly for days.

Last night, she woke nightly in cold sweats, heart-pounding, often to the sound of her own screaming. That incident has invaded her soul, somehow.

Bodyguards aren't allowed to lock their bedrooms so Ezekiel left his door wide open every day, which they don't have to.

"Hoi, fucker. Get going. We're leaving in five minutes" P muffled in a mouthful of toothpaste. Honestly, she might probably need about an hour to get herself ready.

Ezekiel opens his eyes slowly, "Boss, my working time is from nine in the morning until midnight. Except there's an urgent we can leave before nine, by some earlier announcements"

She pulled the toothbrush from her mouth, "Hah? You!" kicked his bed, and it moved for a few inches.

Ezekiel tossed his body and sit up, "Alright. I'll be ready in two"

"Tch. I'll fucking punch your beautiful face" she turned her back at him and leaves his bedroom.

Ezekiel is strong and well-built, a perfect candidate as my personal guard, but there's something odd I sense about him, couldn't explain what bothers me when I first met him after long years. Not because he's my ex.

P rinsed her face with cold water that froze her skin. She looked up into the mirror at herself, then grabbed a towel beside her, as she is staring at her thin monolid upturned oriental eyes which were swollen by lacking sleep.

Brianna isn't the old Beatrice, they are two different souls in a person. Her in the past and her in the present, do have a lot of differences, but some parts inside of me, remain the same.

Her heart is pounding hard in her chest, as she is thinking about her old lover, Ezekiel Han. She doesn't know what to do with herself.

P closed her eyes and take a deep breath, then she grabbed her pink towel beside the sink.

I have to focus.

Havu is in danger.

My mother is in danger.

I am in danger.

Focus, Riri.

drrtt drrttt

She was about to take a bath, but-

Naomi

"Mother?" her eyes popped up wide. P wiped her face with a towel and answer the call immediately, "Hello? Mother?"

"Riri! Your guards won't let me go! I want to cook but they won't let me leave the house for a SUPERMARKET?!" July is angry and upset, her loud voice startled her daughter, "This is SO ANNOYING!"

"M-mother"

Mother is as stubborn as a mule, and she hates it. P cleared her throat and closed her eyes, inhaling a deep breath before she let out her patience, "Mother" she smiles, flaring her nostrils, "You have to stay-"

"Leave me alone! Send them home! I'm safe on my own and I don't need them" July said sternly.

P clenches her teeth, "Mother" still trying to smile, "I can ask them to shop for you. I'll hire a nanny for you-"

"You think I am a baby?!" she doesn't let her daughter finish her word.

"I am too--" tongue-tied, at a loss how to respond, P puts her phone away from her ears, "Mother-- Hmm- I'-- am Sorry. Will-- call you soon! Bye!" and beep, she hung up.

The lady boss dialed her personal assistant immediately, "Fong, please hire an old woman as a babysitter for my mother"

"Okay, boss"

The lady boss hasn't told her mother what's going on precisely, afraid she might misunderstand the tough situation right now.

Though July, herself does try to not mourn his beloved husband's death too sadly, but P understands her. Johnny is still a world to her.

"Boss, someone leaves a letter in front of the gate" Fong delivered it to her bedroom.

The lady boss with her oversized Pikachu T-shirt sits up straight and pauses the movie immediately.

Curious about, "Who?" weekend seems to be a lot busier nowadays.

Fong left the letter on the teatime table, he waits patiently by the door.

"Who sent it?" as she walks towards Fong who just dropped the letter on the table.

Ezekiel gazed up at the clock pointing straight at eleven in the afternoon.

Fong shook and lowered his head, "No, boss. The letter was sent by a drone" he feels concerned that things went out of control.

P tears the side of the letter and lets out lots of pictures scattered on the table when she lifts them upside down.

"What the-" as her eyes went wide, her heart starting to pound harder. Speechless, staring at the pictures of the mother washing the dishes, hanging clothes, cooking, her activities in the house before P asked the bodyguards to protect her mother.

P stands up and throws the table away, making the tea-time-glass table break into pieces.

Her heart rate, blood pressure and respiration increase, the body temperature rises and the skin perspires. She's so angry.

It's impossible to bring her mother to this town, which, she needs about sixty hours drive, or three hours flight. She needs to choose, and both, are dangerous.

P's eyes darkened, "We have to see Huang before leaving the town"

Fong reacted to P's decision, "I-I contacted Huang yesterday like how you asked me to, but he's currently not in town, I guess. He didn't pick up his phone. Should we visit him now?"

P nods, "Yes, we have to. Now get going"

Her personal assistant prepares her ride. P jumped into her black Prado and tap on the driver seat, "Now!" since they are running out of time.

As their Prado lurched stop. P stares at the huge Huang Xing Feng's arched door.

She dropped her white Nike on the ground, heading towards the building followed by her five guards in charge.

The waiters and waitresses are busy preparing the tables for customers. Some of them wiping the window, sweeping the floors, decorating the table with a set of luxury table settings, and else.

A waitress came to greet them, she bows, "Good afternoon ma'am, sorry. We are open at six in the evening"

"I'm here to see Mr.Huang," said P.

The woman's eyes popped, "Ahh..." hesitate to speak, "He-he's--" remembering the gangster who came to beat their boss to death a few days ago.

"He's out of town for a while" a waiter came, "Sorry, ma'am" he bows, followed by the waitress.

P rubbed her forehead and grunts, "Damn it" she could not contact Huang. Perhaps he ran away.

"Thank you" she leaves the building immediately.

Now, Huang is the only clue. He could be lying but he is the only hope they have.

The lady boss took a break outside the restaurant and smoke, as her guards are standing around her, waiting.

Ezekiel sighs, ducking his head up at the bright afternoon, then his phone vibrates.

A message popped up on his screen.

Unknown: You know what to do:)

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