Uno went back to the village chief residence. When he reached the specific house, the crowd was set to sail and with just a few touches, they are ready to go.
"Is she gonna be okay?" Behind him, he heard Marga's feeble voice talked to him. Although he heard her loud and clear, he heeds no mind in responding to the girl behind him. He strode to the group of people outside the chief's home.
"Please, bring her back —alive." grabbing at the hem of his shirt, she spoke unsteadily.
"Miss Marga, please don't delay me further from doing my job." Turning his head behind him, he spoke in a monotonic tune. Lightly pulling the hem of his shirt, he left the pretentious girl behind him.
The town's chief was giving notes to one of his men when Uno entered the mini meeting room office.
Seeing the young lad who made a scene earlier, he spoke, "I see you are still here. You are not as impulsive as I thought you were earlier."
Keeping his poker face, Uno cut to the chase.
