The Secret Girl of Mr. Thelar
Raw Shoots Stuck

Teshar ran small, out of the car while turning the direction of view in all directions. Scanning the movements of the Villa as it looks deserted. His calm began to erode the narrowness of time.

The man realized, now Jeff was watching his movements, so he could not be rash in issuing power. Clara's whereabouts are still unknown to him.

“Jemmy, I'm around the Villa. Quiet state.” Teshar called out to Jemmy with an earpiece attached to his ear.

“I've moved position. I am now moving to Ground Zero, another five hundred meters up. Wait for my order, did you hear?” his door made Teshar exhale.

“My men are already scattered inside. Some will soon reach my place. Kenan's coming and I don't want to make him threatened.” Teshar spoke as he walked up the three-layer staircase in a quieter manner.

“The document is with him?” ask Jemmy to make sure.

“Hem, he took her.” Teshar gulped his saliva as he continued walking.

“Do not enter! Quickly get out of there, Jeff has received a message from you. He seemed to change strategy by directly attacking you. There are reports that the man looks angry with the video we sent,” Jemmy explained making Teshar stop the step instantly.

A sweetly engraved smile from his natural red lips, and for some reason just tonight made Teshar look handsome. Usually crashing crosswise, the brawl in youth feels again challenging adrenaline.

He may be three-headed. However, the masculine good looks that emanate increasingly add to it more charming.

“Good.”

“Some of my men will soon reach your place, beware.” Jemmy.

Teshar did not reply, his eyes looking at the tall, sturdy Villa door in silence. His feet retreated a few feet, then decided to take a thousand steps as his instincts worked.

As Teshar alleged, Jeff was lured into using a weapon to fight back. Sure enough, a quick succession of gunshots followed by the appearance of men dressed in black as the door opened; and Teshar had to save himself by hiding among the large, solid pillars, which became the buffer of the luxury white-painted European-style building.

“Keep Kenan and find where Clara is.” Teshar whispers to Jemmy through the earpiece, mandating.

“You should also be careful. I heard a shot from Villa.” Jemmy growled, worrying about Teshar's calm state.

Teshar hid behind the pillar wall with probing eyes on standby, observing the ambiance. His head looked up at the situation which now began to make it quite adrenaline. The sound of the feet of a group of people running around now began to sound earthy.

“I like tonight,” he chuckled.

“Dangerous strategies from you make me dizzy!” jemmy's growled again. “I won't follow your style, I swear!” Jemmy was furious that Teshar was completely unwilling to be escorted.

“Come on, let's show it, Bro,” joked Teshar.

He felt that it had been a long time since he had played around with his life, after twelve years had passed. Tonight he was so enjoying the tension that was created.

Like tonight too, twelve years ago, Teshar struggles with firearms and saves Clara's life. He recalled that gripping moment in memory, which he really wanted to erase.

“Clara, survive. Just like twelve years ago, I'm sure you can definitely.” Teshar muttered in his heart.

Now the man nimbly changed the location of his hideout, moving to a safer place. Go to Ground Zero Bar to meet Jeff there.

He felt confident that by receiving the video from him, the crafty man would definitely be willing to negotiate well tonight, no longer being arrogant. After all, their position was now balanced because they both had a prisoner.

The barrage of gunfire now re-attacked Teshar as his footprints echoed throughout the deserted corridor he was passing through, at full speed he was again trying to save himself. Laughing at the silliness he produced, for choosing to come to Villa alone.

“The older the more stupid!” he swore to himself.

The man slashed his pair of legs, then rolled the body to the side of the corner next to the pillar of the support pole to hide himself. He again felt the footsteps begin to move simultaneously closer towards him.

Teshar remained in hiding, as he caught his breath, he calculated the number. He knows this situation is very risky, but he does not care—there is no other choice but to attack first.

There were about seven people who ran small in pursuit; they were searching for his whereabouts. Some of them are on alert. Teshar felt he had to find the right moment, in order to escape from Jeff's men scattered in the Villa area.

Teshar gulps his saliva, before then activating the call back to Jemmy.

“True to my guess, Jem. From the beginning Jeff had no intention of negotiating with me. He planned to take the documents as well as Clara, then kill me. I'm happy to guess the plan regarding this meeting.”

Teshar focuses his gaze on a target. Reducing the number of people who hunt it is certainly a focus that must be done—if you want to be free from that place in a state of life.

After locking the movement of the target, now the man immediately opened a shot and hit the right chest of the man who was walking settles with his partner, until finally collapsed.

“Binggo!” Teshar smirked in satisfaction.

The sound of bullet whistling continued to break the silence of the night in the Villa. All of Jeff's men were shocked by the counterattack. They immediately set up a standby formation after finding out their comrade had been shot. 

“We split! Beware, even if only alone, but the man is an expert at shooting!” shouted one of them guarding each other full of vigilance.

They just let one colleague who was shot lay on the ground. Soon split up to find Teshar's whereabouts. They did not want to be helped even more with a counterattack.

“Don't let the man get away and get out of here alive. Mr. Jeff has changed his plans!” said one man in black clothes, making Teshar close his eyes for a moment. Think of an exit strategy to get out of there as soon as possible.

“Jem, send your men to help me, Jeff acts as we thought.” Teshar whispered through his wireless earphones.

“Stand. Sniper is already on standby, followed by others. Right now I'm spying on Kenan. The man is able to act very calm.” Jemmy returned the information.

“Ok!”

Teshar nodded while inching back to secure his position. Honestly, he was cornered.

The distance of the location of the Bar he was heading to was at a radius of about two hundred meters from his current hideout. If he manages to sneak out of the corridor towards the spacious garden next to him, it means that he escapes.

However, if the wrong strategy, obviously he will die silly, because the park that unfolds will make it easier for Jeff's men to aim at the weapon. He could have been killed easily.

“Use your brain Teshar, don't just be your old age. Let's think,” grumbled in heart.

The sound of footsteps was heard approaching Teshar. The ears are quite sensitive to capture even subtle movement sounds. He re-installed the proper instinct, to which motion his gun had to scan. Once again, if he misses the gym, he will die silly in the crowd of six firearms at once.

No, the man still wants to live longer. He wants to get married and feel the beauty of making love.

“Three, two, one.” Teshar spelled out numbers while taking a swipe.

He chose to take the risk by coming out from behind a sturdy pillar where he was hiding. He aimed his firearm and fired three shots; two of the three bullets hit Jeff's men until they fell to the floor.

"Arggt!" raung the guy who got shot.

"Sat! Shoot the guy!" shouted Jeff's surviving man.

Teshar did not want to waste time, when all of Jeff's men were surprised after getting a sudden attack from him, he took advantage of the instant to escape by running.

"Just shoot to death!" the chief's orders while chasing again.

Teshar immediately slipped into the turn of the corridor, avoiding the backlash of retaliatory bullets that hit him.

“Shit!” the coach, must hold his breath again, while making the movement according to the instinct to survive the shot. The man hoped that not a single bullet would hit his body.

He doesn't want to die that easy.