Ajie felt bad in seeing his name in his phone screen. What could this person do now? He was not able to keep the confidentiality of his wife's status. Those cover - ups he sent as frontliners were swayed by the glitters of gold. Its sparks made them open their mouth in exchange of the information which could endanger someone's life. Endanger, if the fugitive could escape. What if she could not?
Adding tragedy to her misfortune, her exposure happened carelessly within the domestic comfort of the enemy's home. Just as how a fellow soldier could accidentally kill a fellow soldier through a friendly fire.
"Dino... "
"Ajie, I'm sorry that the current steps may be too weak but I'm trying to pull out all informations about her even in the web. I have even talked to all the responsible personnel in the schools and the university she had attended, including her organizations. "
" I just hope that this would work and that we won't be betrayed. The rise of revenge which creeps through the dark is really inevitable. Rest assured, I'm doing my best. "
Ajie shuddered at the thought of Allie being captured lawlessly by her enemies. The possibilities were deranging and frightening. If only he could bring back the time when Allie started to show her worries for life! He would have planned an escape for the three of them in a faraway land rather than pursuing his dream first.But he was late, too late!
Lots of terrifying thoughts were slowly killing him. Where was she hiding? In the mountains? In scary forests and dark caves? With the insurgents? Or, the protesters of the metropolis?
"Dino, I need to know where she is now! " He was already getting desperate. Just what sense there was to continue working for his dream when Allie could possibly be suffering out there?
"I have already checked all the ports of exit but her name was not in it. She hasn't gone out of the city yet . "
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Meanwhile in Tuzla, Istanbul....
Allie retraced her steps back when she heard Hayri fuming in anger. She was not wrong, she was sure she heard him right! He talked about school records and mentioned her name. Just who was Hayri? Could he be an enemy following her?
She dreaded at the thought that maybe he was one of those who were tasked by her enemies to find her. There were ten foreigners and three local citizens who were arrested but she was only most familiar with one. Mr. Dioko was the only one who showed up often in the factory and the one who gave out scholarship programs. Perhaps because the original and legal part of the business was really his.
Later, while waiting for him at the dining table where she got absorbed in her thoughts, Hayri came in with frustrated looks. He sat down silently across Allie while she was fighting to calm herself down. Watching him closely, she could see that he was trying to compose himself but found it hard to do.
With this, she stood up and gave him a glass of water. Since she had already fallen and entangled within the enemy's lair, the only thing she could do was wait until she would be fully exposed. She was already too tired of running away. Come what may!
Hayri looked up and gave her a faint smile. "Thank you, Missy! "
"You're welcome. "
After drinking the whole content, he put down the glass and glanced up at her. He must have thought of something as his expression turned into a frown.
"By the way, may I know your real name? Since we will be living together starting today, we may as well start to introduce ourselves. "
He chuckled lightly at the realization that they still didn't know each other up until this moment, even with their full names. He almost got used to calling her the same way his uncle did.
Missy, because as he said, he was the only miss against the boring faces of their men.
"My full name is Zheena Kiamco, from the Philippines. "
What she said was true. Zheena Kiamko was the new name Black Logo created for her. This company made many unmarried couples free to roam anywhere in the countries of the Middle East with the fake papers such as marriage certificates it wonderfully produced. The papers really looked authentic inside out that until this moment, there was no complaints yet in regards to its authencity. Because of this company, Allie was able to escape for her life using a different identity.
She looked straight into his eyes when she said this, not wanting to miss any clues in his pupillary response. He stared back at her and his eyes flickered when she mentioned her country's name. She wasn't sure but it looked like a happy expression instead. Happy, perhaps because, she came from the same country he was from. She didn't want to hope but it was already a consolation on her part for not being caught yet.
"My dad is a Turk and my mom was a Filipina that's why I am being fondly called as Hayri here. We moved a lot but most of my education was taken in the Philippines."
"Was? " Her brows creased with the past tense he was using.
"She died when I was yet a kid but dad has always been a very good father so I didn't feel her loss."
Allie felt sorry about it but she felt sorrier for her own daughter whom she had to leave in order to run for her life. Her next plan was to take them with her once she would be established. Only to realize that her change of identity would cause her a great problem. Nevertheless, she would find a way.
"I'm sorry for touching the subject. "
Hayri smiled sadly but his eyes became sadder as he went on.
"It's like I also lost him the day he left me to serve his sentence. "
Allie squinted her eyes to conceal her growing agitation. Serve his sentence?
"What happened? " She asked, unable to hold back her curiousity.
"He was one of those who were behind the powerful drug syndicate in Kamelyo. You must have heard about that. "
Allie's eyes widened in shock. Though she already speculated that Hayri must had an involvement of those people who were after of her life, but she hadn't the least expected to hear something scarier than that.
"There were thirteen of them if I remember correctly. " Allie said, stiffling her urge to ran away.
"Yes, and by the way, I am Louise Dioko. "
This statement was like a hand grenade, dropped right in front of her with an opened trigger. She ran away and left her daughter, her husband and her family only to fall at her captor's lair. She even did not leave them any clue as to where she may be fleeing in order to be a hundred percent sure that she wouldn't be traced.
Such was the irony of life.What could be the meaning of this? Did she really meant to die?