I'M Not A Mafia
Chapters 19. Soren's accident

At the house where Soren was being held. The man who has a posture is not too high, walking gontai enter a room quite magnificent. There was already sitting someone wearing a mask behind him.

The person then whispered to the man in formal clothes to say his orders to Soren.

"Soren, you want to be free, don't you?" ask the man in formal clothes.

Soren who was sitting half-sitting, immediately nodded quickly. "Yes, Chief. I want to be free quickly! I miss my son so much" Soren said.

The person wearing the mask whispered back. The man in formal clothes nodded and told him what he had said, "There is a duty for you now."

Soren looked up at the man in formal clothes. "What task, sir?"

The man in formal clothes picked up a few boxes sized dus shoes. The box is wrapped in a black bag, containing the address written on it.

"You only need to deliver a few of these packages to the sender for a month" said the man in formal dress, "but remember! You have to send it in secret. Let no one know, including your own son."

Soren's eyes were fixed on the box. Observing from afar about what it is. Could it be the forbidden medicine he often heard from his captive first friends?

"Good, Sir. But ... Can I know what it is?" soren asked, the man was getting curious.

The masked man sitting down stomped the stick he was holding onto the floor. As if to warn Soren that he did not like Soren's words just now.

"Later when the delivery takes place, there's someone who will be watching you from afar. Don't try to run away before you finish your job in a month. The person watching you was carrying a firearm, so it could have been shooting at you from afar" said the formally dressed scaring man, "and another one. Do not try to open the package. If so, you will take responsibility for the consequences later. I could have killed you!"

Soren swallowed his saliva. He was already convinced the contents of the package must be a forbidden medicine. The prisoners had warned Soren. There were four prisoners in the house. One of them got a job from the chairman to deliver the package abroad on behalf of one of the online stores. Unfortunately, because he broke the chairman's orders, the person did not return. Circulating news, the man was shot dead by one of the chief aides.

"Why are you quiet? Do you understand that?" snapped at the man in formal clothes.

Soren nodded quickly. Instead, he asked about his handbags and asked to meet with Freya.

"You think by giving up this task, you'll be released and meet your son? Not like that Soren! You can go back and live a normal life again after your task is done in a month's time" said the man in formal clothes again.

Soren suddenly trembled again. He really misses and worries about his daughter. "Aren't there any other options, sir?" ask Soren. He does not want to be caught someday when caught by the police when caught sending the illegal goods.

For the second time the masked man stomped his staff again. This time it was harder and slammed him to the floor. Before long, he picked up the gun with his left hand and shot it at a target board. The shot of the masked person was really right into the middle. Dor's!

"We'll send you to a neighboring country today!"

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Elsewhere in the GIS. Freya was rejoicing, humming ria walking towards the bus stop about to head to Drago's house to work again. Freya seemed pleased with her sparkling face, hugging her own body with two hands. Freya was very happy to receive the jacket from El.

"Eum, this jacket is really very soft and fragrant. If this jacket is dirty, I don't want to wash it so that the smell of the perfume doesn't go away" Freya muttered as she continued walking.

While Freya was focusing on walking, from behind Drago came to him on a motorcycle.

"Arghttt!" scream Freya.

Freya flinched in shock when the head covering on the back of her jacket, pulled someone from the back. Freya immediately turned her head, ascertaining who pulled her.

"Master!"

"It's time to work, come with me now" Drago said.

Freya justifies the position of her jacket is messy, do not want to shabby as if the jacket is her prized possession.

"Yes, I know. That's why I'm walking towards the bus stop towards Mrs Niki's house right now" Freya replied.

After answering, Freya turned around again and walked over. He thought the answer was enough for Drago.

"Didn't you hear me!"

Freya turned back. "Well, I heard!"

Drago pulls back Freya's jacket from behind. "Get on my bike now!" drago's orders.

"What?!"