"You completely forgot, old fart?" he asked. "Or do I need to beat your face to make you remember it, huh?" asked the young man, raising his hand. Frans was scared, he covered his face from being punched by Antonio who was twice as big as him.
"Y-yes ... yes, I remember, Antonio!" Frans's face was pale, his heart was beating fast. At the airport, he was alone. No one he recognized among the hundreds of people passing by in front of him.
"If you remember, why are you so slow and stupid that you have to delay what I asked?" snapped Antonio angrily. He's been trying to be patient since yesterday. "Hurry, right now you transfer the money. Or I'll beat you to death!" threatened Antonio, his expression not playing games with his words. His hands were already clenched and ready to smack that old face full of strokes.
"Let go first, I'll pick up my dropped cell phone!" Frans said glancing at Antonio. His ferocious face seemed unable to give him a chance to pick up his cell phone on the floor.
Antonio looked around him, "I'll let you take your cellphone. But remember --" he said while pointing his index finger at Frans' face. "If you mess up, I will make you die, old fart!" threatened Antonio.
Francis nodded fearfully. The man in front of Frans began to let go slowly. His eyes kept watching his surroundings. Frans straightened his wrinkled jacket. Then he strolled with eyes that kept glancing back.
He bent his body, then saw Antonio who was off guard. The boy looked around him and was alert. Frans grabbed his cell phone and ran fast.
"Hey...!!" shouted Antonio feeling cheated. "That old fart bastard tricked me!" He ran after Frans who was far ahead of him.
And in the meantime, Edward strode through the airport. He looked for Frans among the hundreds of people who were about to go and come. "Where's Uncle Frans? Isn't it normal for him to stay away from me?" Edward muttered a little annoyed.
He took out his cell phone and called Frans. But he didn't answer, Frans's cellphone was far from him. Earlier, Antonio pushed him and made his cell phone fall, and was thrown quite far.
"Tsk!" Edward clucked angrily. It was the fifth time he had called Frans and he never answered his calls. "Where is that old man? Why is he ignoring my calls?" he grumbled while writing a message to Frans.
"Young master!" shouted Frans from a distance.
Edward turned, "Uncle Frans?" His eyes narrowed and his forehead furrowed. "Why did he run as if being chased by a demon?" he thought again.
Antonio stopped running, he lost the opportunity to beat and get more money than what Frans offered in the agreement between him and Frans. "Shit! This time you got away, you old fart! But next time, I'll never let you go!" he cried hitting the wall. He turned around and left from there.
From a distance, Frans saw Antonio who had stopped chasing him. "Thank goodness he's not chasing me anymore!" he whispered in relief.
"Uncle, are you deaf?"
"Yes sir, what's wrong?"
"You didn't listen to me?" Francis shook his head. "I asked, why are you running like you're scared?"
"Aah... sorry sir, it's nothing. Everything's fine. Now, we'd better hurry and find Immanuel!" asked Frans. Telling Edward to turn around and look elsewhere for Immanuel.
As for Immanuel, he, his wife, and his children hid to provide a sense of security from the police.
"Hurry and get away from here! I'll divert the airport police from knowing where you are!" Send Frans to Immanuel.
"Fine, thank you, sir!" replied Immanuel.
Then Frans contacts detective Clownie so he can provide an alibi to divert his concentration on the police in their search for Immanuel. Not long ago, Detective Clownie, who was on his way, arrived at the airport with evidence that Immanuel had left the country.
"Master Frans!" Call detective Clownie with a wave.
"Hey ... detective!" replied Frances.
"So that's the detective you hired, Uncle Frans?"
"Yes sir!" he replied. Detectives walked over to Edward and Frans. "How's your investigation going, Detective Clownie?"
"Let's sit there first! I'll show you what I got!" take Detective Clownie to one of the seats at the airport. He started taking files out of his bag. The files he manipulated were according to Frans' request. "I found evidence that Mr. Frans suspected, Immanuel."
The photos were given to Edward and Frans which he had manipulated. A photo of Immanuel and Jack that was purposely made to trick Edward and an alibi for Frans to keep his secret. Then, there is another photo that Clownie edited, as if Immanuel is talking to someone, namely Antonio. Frans' request yesterday, he intended to put Antonio in prison, according to Frans, this man was very dangerous for him and his secret was from Edward.
"Who is this man?" Edward asked looking at the photo of Antonio with a knife cut near the temple of his face.
"He is the person who helped Immanuel in carrying out orders from Mr. Jack," replied Clownie making up a story. Edward easily believed Clownie's words.
"So it's true, Uncle Jack and Immanuel teamed up to destroy Uncle Frans' company?" thought Edward, preoccupied with the conjectures in his mind.
The next photo has Immanuel and Antonio talking to Jack at the airport. In the photo, Jack is also seen giving his payment to Jack and Immanuel. Again, the photo was edited by Clownie very neatly.
"God damn it!" he shouted. The young man couldn't hold back his emotions toward Jack any longer. "Uncle, let's go to the company that Uncle Jack runs!" asked Edward to stand. He handed the photos to Frans.
"Don't forget to take those photos with you. We have to make those unlucky bastards move!" he continued. His face was furious knowing Jack's betrayal from the altered photos.
"Yes sir!" Frans chased after Edward who was walking in a hurry while giving detective Clownie the code 'Good Job'.
Edward took out his cell phone, then pressed the green button.
"Hello, Mister Edward!"
"Hello Commander George! I think we'll end the search for Immanuel," Edward said.
"Terminated? But why, Master Edward?"
"I've found the mastermind behind my parents' company burglary!"
"What? Who?" inquired George a little surprised and curious at the same time.
"You can come with me, and I will bring the evidence of the crime too!" Edward said still keeping the person he meant a secret.
"Okay!"
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To Be Continued.