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Chapter 147: The Hostage
"Let go of me, Leo! I have to get out right now! She is being tortured because of me!" Raka shrieked hysterically among the piles of foul-smelling garbage, struggling to break free from Leo's rough grip.The city trash truck kept speeding through the light drizzle of the Jakarta night, shaking violently as it hit potholes in the dark. Inside the metal cargo bed, which was stifling with a wet, nauseating stench of rot, Leo held Raka tight with all his remaining strength, fighting to contain his friend's blind panic. Raka thrashed wildly, ignoring the searing pain from his left shoulder where a live round had torn through, as well as the warm blood seeping from his ruptured abdominal stitches."Calm down, Raka! You are bleeding way too much! If you jump right now, you will die like an idiot under the back tires!" Leo barked, slapping Raka's cheek hard."I don't care, Leo! Elena's screams on the phone are torturing my soul!" Raka yelled, his eyes bloodshot as he fought back an explosion
Chapter 146: Blind Execution
"Don't you dare move, Black Widow! Drop that gun right now!" Leo roared in the darkness, followed by the deafening crack of a gunshot hitting the ceiling.A painful shriek cut through the quiet night as Leo broke Bianca's arm with one swift, lethal twist. Leo tightly grabbed the collar of Raka's catering uniform with his muscular left hand, dragging his friend's limp body out toward the main corridor before Darma's guards could storm in. In the dimly lit study, the metallic smell of blood from Raka's left shoulder, pierced by a live round, mingled heavily with the dust of the shattered glass window."Leo, I can't move my arm at all. My shoulder feels incredibly stiff, like it's about to pop right off," Raka groaned, wincing as he held back a gasp."Fight through the pain, Raka. We are surrounded in this second-floor hallway, there is no time to complain about being hurt," Leo barked back firmly."Man, they are dead set on killing us. There are eight armed guards at the end of the hall
Chapter 145: The Black Widow's Trap
"That silk carpet is worth hundreds of millions, Raka, but I think your vomit just drove its value way down," Bianca's cold voice cut through the silence from behind a black velvet curtain.Raka wiped his mouth roughly with the back of his wet hand, fighting the intense nausea churning in his stomach after seeing the detective's severed head inside the glass jar. His unsteady legs tried to quickly back away toward the wooden double doors of the study, but all he heard was the heavy clank of iron as Darma's guards bolted the door shut from the outside. Around him, the sweet scent of jasmine perfume that had filled the room now seemed to morph into the sickening smell of a corpse, suffocating him."You're a psychopath, Bianca. Keeping a severed human head inside your own master bedroom," Raka hissed, his jaw clenching with anger."It's just a little trophy, Honey. Darma kept it there as leverage so I wouldn't betray him," Bianca said, taking a graceful step forward."And now you're trap
Chapter 144: Soul Auction
"Darma saw me, Elena! I have to shed this tuxedo and change my cover right now, before his guards surround the back hallway!" Raka whispered in a tense, hoarse voice, ripping open his shirt buttons.Raka moved in a panic inside the dark, stuffy staff locker room, shedding his expensive wool suit, which was now covered in fine dust. With fingers damp from cold sweat, he grabbed a white catering waiter shirt hanging on the wall of a rusty metal locker. He gasped for air, fighting the agonizing pain in his left abdomen, which was bound tightly by a medical corset, struggling hard against the physical limits of his body."Good, now take that tray of empty glasses out. I will distract Bianca at the VIP table in the main lobby," Elena replied through his earpiece."Okay, but are you safe there? Bianca is a tigress who won't hesitate to tear her prey apart," Raka asked anxiously."Don't worry, Honey. Your beautiful lawyer is way more cunning than any hungry lion in this auction lobby," Elena
Chapter 143: Clandestine Operation
"You two are seriously out of your minds! Every cop in Jakarta has shoot-on-sight orders for Raka, and you guys just walk right back into the lion's den!" Sena shrieked in a panic inside Leo's dimly lit garage.Sneaking back onto the Jakarta mainland was an exhausting ordeal, navigating the motorboat through muddy mangrove swamps on the north coast before being picked up by Leo's gray van, which had fake license plates. Leo's dusty, run-down garage was once again their makeshift safehouse, smelling of gasoline and dry disinfectant. Raka sat slumped against a stack of old tires, fighting the agonizing pain in his left abdomen from the gunshot wound."Take it easy, Sena. That high-pitched voice of yours is honestly way more terrifying than the barrels of the corrupt cops' guns out there," Raka joked, trying to lighten the mood."He's joking just so he doesn't pass out, Sena. His stitches are in bad shape, but his stubborn head is still holding up," replied Leo, who stood there leaning o
Chapter 142: Stitches Without Anesthesia
"Raka! Open your eyes! Don't you dare close your eyes right now, Raka!" Elena shouted, her hoarse voice trembling with panic over the roar of the open sea.The small motorboat they were in tossed violently, drifting aimlessly in the pitch-black open ocean without anyone at the wheel. Elena held Raka's limp body tight against the floor of the cramped cabin, pressing down on the gunshot wound on his left side with a torn piece of her own white shirt. Warm blood kept seeping out, soaking through the cloth she held, while the freezing night sea storm swept inside, whistling through the cabin vents and bringing a heavy, metallic smell of blood."I'm not sleeping, Elena. I'm just enjoying the view of your beautiful, panicked face from this close," Raka mumbled weakly."Don't joke around, you idiot! You're losing too much blood. I need to get this bullet out right now, or you're not going to make it!" Elena yelled, frustrated."Luckily, the bullet just lodged in my side muscle, it didn't pie
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