Love and The Theater Of Revenge
Chapter 25
"You speak first" said Vania
"Honestly, what happened a year ago? you've got progress with your memories, right?!"
"If this kind of thing happens again, grandfather won't let it, therefore we have to prevent it" he continued
"Most likely I was framed, and someone accidentally hit me to cover the tracks, but because I survived the case was brought up to put pressure on me" Vania replied, because that's what he's been thinking so far.
"You have a candidate for the culprit?"
Vania just shook her head slowly, she was not yet completely sure who the perpetrator who made such a big engineering to cover up her crimes.
"I'm not sure yet, but it all seems to start when I was investigating a serial murder case one year ago"
On the other hand Vania realized that she had an influence on Vino's position which could at any time fall if bad things happened to him that indirectly affect Vino.
Vino's initial intention of pulling Vania into marriage was to close the shame but in fact the situation changed now, he could not just give up his position just because of the woman's problems.
"Then what are your steps?"
"I can't go back to the police, the only way is to re-investigate the serial murder case, and only from there can I draw a conclusion to the next plan" he replied
"How is it possible, you even lost your memory" Vino said with a rough sigh
Hearing that, Vania can only smile hoping that Vino does not bring up the divorce issue.
"What did you want to talk about?" tanyanya tried to change the topic
"NIX Group agreed to cooperate with HF, maybe it can ease this problem and make people slowly forget about it"
"You're serious"
"Do you think I'm joking now?!"
"Yes, yes" he said
"Ah, have you eaten? will I make you some food or a snack?" he asked with a smile, though we actually knew it was just an imaging smile.
Vino squinted his eyes, "Sshhh, you didn't take the wrong medicine, did you?" his words while touching Vania's forehead using the back of her hand.
"Not hot"
Plakk, "you think I'm sick"
Arghh, "who knows, don't you usually like this?"
Vino suddenly eroded the distance between him and Vania then looked at the side of his face with a very close distance.
Meanwhile Vania was just staring straight ahead with a sudden heartbeat racing faster.
"I-I'll just make coffee, you wait here" he said immediately stood up and left the balcony leaving Vino who was smiling widely after successfully making Vania wrong.
As the smile was still drawn on her face, suddenly Vania was standing near the guardrail staring at her.
"How come you're here?!"
He just smiled, then without warning immediately dropped his body from the 3rd floor which suddenly made Vino respect trying to hold it, he said, but unfortunately Vania had fallen and was unconscious with blood on her head.
"Vania"
The man looks crazy while holding the guardrail tightly without a second can hold Vania's hand so as not to fall.
With quick steps he dashed out of the room with sweat flooding down his forehead
"Where are you going?"
Vino's steps stopped immediately, he stared silently at Vania who had just stepped out of the elevator while holding a tray filled with coffee cups.
At that moment, Vino's body went limp, and fell on the floor laughing at himself.
"You why?" asked Vania who was confused while putting her tray and then turned to Vino who was still sitting on the floor.
"It looks like you're the one who's sick not me" Vania muttered as she helped him stand up.
With great difficulty the woman helped him stand up to go back into the room, only then did he return to pick up his tray.
Vino was still thinking about it, he clearly saw Vania plunge from the floor of his room and fell right on the concrete plant barrier in the garden behind his house.
"After a long time, the shadow appeared again" he muttered softly without any intention of explaining the matter to Vania.
"What's really going on? why did you suddenly run like that?" the question is still astonished.
But Vino just kept quiet and chose to sip his coffee instead of answering Vania's question.
"Weird basis" murmured Vania because she did not find an answer from her husband.
There are many things that they hide from each other.
📳Drrttt...
📞"Hmmm, what's up?"
📞"There was someone else behind the broadcast this afternoon"
📞"Say?"
📞"for his personal information I have not finished investigating, but according to the informant the culprit is a woman...
A few days before the broadcast, he met one of the producers of the program and that's probably why your case suddenly went up"
📞"Alright, find as much information as possible about the woman and I want to see her myself"
📞"You sure?!"
After answering Dev's phone, he turns to Vino who looks dreamy from earlier
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"You did it?"
But Marvin just flicked his shoulders and chose to continue his work.
Meanwhile Rachel still thinks who the person who is roughly on her side and Marvin.
"What don't-don't...
The girl hung up her words and turned to look at Marvin who was also staring at him.
"But, isn't that great! we don't have to dirty our hands just to get rid of Vania" Marvin said
"True too"
Rachel grabs her phone to send someone a message.
After that he turned to Marvin who was busy with his work.
"When did you and your family come home? Mamah kept asking about our relationship" he said demanding an answer from the lover.
"Yeah, now I'm busy we talk about that later" replied Marvin who did not even look at Rachel.
The girl could only snort angrily and chose to leave Marvin's room
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"Liam" he said, introducing himself to his new co-workers.
"I've been here for a week, sorry for just getting acquainted today" he continued, because some days the man was busy to take care of other business.
"No problem sir" replied Eric in his other partner's nod.
"From now on Liam will replace me as the chairman of the Special Unit Team" said Nichole, who has been promoted and will not be in the Special Team again.
Eric and the rest of the group gave a small round of applause and congratulations on Liam's arrival.
After the introductory event, Nichole said to return to his room in contrast to Liam who was still with Eric and his team.
"Eric, please go to my room in 15 minutes" he said before he also stepped away to the exit.
The man simply nodded slowly, then he and the others immediately returned to their respective tables.
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Just after 15 minutes, Liam returned to his room as well as Eric who immediately entered Liam's room.
After Eric entered, Liam immediately closed the curtains in his room until it did not split, which certainly made Eric frown confused.
"What do you want to say?" tanyanya opened the conversation.
"Don't call Father, we're Ric's age" Liam said as he sat down
"But there still has to be a formality" Eric replied.
"Don't think about it, just call Liam..."
"Yeah"
"Is your teammate trustworthy?"
"I mean father?"
"Liam!" liam stressed once again
"Yes, that"
"Your partner can believe no?!"
"even if it looks mysterious, they can be trusted" Eric replied
"One year ago, Tim Vania was assigned to the Predator case with two of them Vania and Aileen, and there was one more colleague of theirs whose tracks were now untraceable, you think that makes sense" he said to the point.
When Eric fell silent, he hesitated to answer and was a little suspicious why the team leader suddenly found out about it.
Given that only Vania, Aileen, herself and Nichole know who the person Liam is referring to cannot be traced.
One year ago the case really unsettled the public, until Vania and Aileen almost managed to uncover the real culprit behind the case, but as reality does not match expectations everything is positioned in an inverted state.
At that time there was one more person who was assigned as a member of Vania, so it is easier we call it a shadow agent.
"Why suddenly say such a thing? There was no agent in question, at that time only Vania and Aileen were investigating the case" Eric denied
"There's nothing for Ric to cover, I'm Vania's maternal cousin so you don't have to worry about" Eric's conscious Liam replies.
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