Chapter 5

THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW

When they entered the room the cold breeze passes by their bare skin, making their whole body shiver. The whole room was dark, cold, and terrifying. It has no window, that is full of cab webs and the scent of the whole room coming from the drops of blood that were left behind on the floor, that comes from the body they move a few days, the first thing they saw was the blood that was scattered around the floor, it stinks that a normal person can't stand the smell.

But as when they pass through it going there chair, they are so used to that smell that to the point they dont care about it.

They just sit in their chair comfortably, even though the surroundings of the whole room were very unpleasant, and started talking about something important.

"Have you sent the email to Renzo?" a woman in her middle 40's asked.

"Yes, boss! But he hasn't replied to my email yet. I was like expecting his reply yesterday," she politely answered.

They were talking in the corner of the room, where it was dark. The blood stinks more and more. Since they were talking in the room quitely.

"Let us just wait for him to drive in here," she said then laugh evilly.

A smirk was formed on their faces. An evil plan was been true, decided, and made.

They continued both to talk and discuss their plan.

While Renzo had just been already read their email. He immediately drove towards the underground society, where he would meet his former superior. Because he left the society, three years ago.

Once he gets in the entrance, he immediately gets in without informing the guards, the guards followed him and try to stop him. Renzo opens the conference room door, where the meeting was being held. The guards hold him but, the superior-stop them.

"Stop!" one of the superiors hostilely said.

"Get out! And leave us alone," a voice of a girl said.

"Renzo you just came in time. We've been waiting for you,"

"What the hell do you need to me!?" Renzo angrily asked them.

His eyes were full of anger, his body was like smoking as fire, and the gaze of his eyes was like sharp knives trying to stab you. He closes his fist and clenched his jaw. He was trying to overcome his anger.

Around him were people, thirsty for ambition, greed, power, and money. Blood would be scattered on the ground, they would get their hands dirty only for their goal.

"Calm down, Renzo!" one of his superiors calmly said. "Sit in here!" he continued to say.

"Just go direct on the point. On what, do you need from me!" Renzo said as calmly as possible.

"We sent you an email since, Blaike Iverson left on this group. You were one of the most capable people to do this mission, so we want you to do it, without any further explanation and briefing. Rod Azrael would be your assistant, you would take over his team. Their former leader was Blaike," they explained it to Renzo smoothly.

"And what is that mission?" Renzo curiously asked, and raised his eyebrows.

"We gathered a piece of information that there was large human trafficking going on, in our country. The person behind that leads to the CEO of the RCC or also known as Rivera Corporation Company, and she was Amelia Rivera-Smith," his superior said.

Hearing those sentences made Renzo's body weaken. His legs started to shake, his eyes wants to swallow out, his expression cant even is painted, and his whole body started to tremble.

"M-m-m-my wife?" Renzo said in a stuttering voice.

To make sure he was hearing the right thing.

"Yes! Your wife,"

Renzo was puzzled and devasted at the same time. He cant believe what he just heard. Her hands were shaken, her eyes started showing some fear, his eyes were all black out, and his whole body like frozen as ice because he can't even move a single step.

"You had two options Renzo kill her or turn her over in the police station," he said.

"I know you were the closest person to her. Even you leave the underground society a long time ago. You still had things to finish because, if we, the organization didn't help you. You would not meet her and have the kind of riches," one of the superiors continuedly said.

"B-but---," Renzo respond but, they didn't let him finish his sentence.

"No, buts!" they cut his word. "Now, think Renzo! Think carefully, this meeting is over we would leave it to you. We are giving you four months for this mission," he said.

Renzo's superiors started to leave one by one after saying those words. They leave him there devasted and helpless. His mind was in chaos right now. His whole body was blank at this moment.

He walked towards the table, and in his anger, he tossed the papers and they landed on the ground. He punch the table a couple of times and pulled his hair while looking down at the table. He was really in a state of difficulty right now.

Because he has to kill the person he loves.

"Not you! Not you, Amelia!" he angrily sounded the echo across the four corners of the room.

He looks up, he gathered his senses altogether. The bad presence started to arise all over his body. He clutched his jaw, then closes his palm His gaze was like poison needles that would kill you right away, his gaze was full of anger, and also there was a  forming plan that was now playing inside of his head.

"I cannot kill my wife!" Renzo angrily said.

Then he holds the glass beside him and throws it across the wall. The glass shattered all around the floor, with the wine inside it.

"But I would do anything for you, my love,"