
Inside the hiding room, Keiko watched everything from the monitor screen. Mr. Durrant's guess is correct, there are indeed CCTV cameras in various corners of the house that are connected to the monitoring device in the bunker. Even Keiko just found out if there are surveillance cameras also installed on the dock and some trees along the path to the cliff.
Therefore he could witness all the events that happened in those two places and could only tremble withstanding anger. Seeing Kim so badly injured that he could no longer move made Keiko want to repay him to the bald, proud man out there. Especially when Mr. Sergio is beaten like that, Keiko really wants to destroy Mr. Durrant.
“Baby, don't come out. Whatever happens, stay hidden. Okay?”
Andrew's voice was heard from Keiko's phone lying on the table. He immediately ordered his men who took the land route to continue the journey to Kamakura when he got a message from Kim, while he himself turned around and returned to the island, hope to get there in time.
“T-but ... Kim ... Mr. Sergio ... they tortured him,” Keiko said as he stared at the monitor screen closely. He called Andrew when the basement door was closed.
The man made a video call. The ugly signal caused their video calls to falter and made Andrew almost mad. Like this time, a rustling sound came back before Andrew could reply to Keiko's words.
“It's okay, they can survive. I'm coming, don't be afraid. I—“
“Quick out!”
Mr Durrant's shout interrupted Andrew's unfinished speech. The man pulled one of Mr. Sergio's men and pointed a gun at his head.
“Don't come out, Baby! I beg ... No matter what happens, don't come out. I'm on my way back, please hold on a little while longer,” Andrew said when he saw the anxiety on his girlfriend's face.
Keiko was really anxious and upset. Andrew's voice only sounded like an indistinct hum in his ears. His entire focus was on the young man grimacing in front of the camera. His face looked battered, his arms and shirt torn. His blood seeped and dried in several places.
Yes, Lord ... How old is he? Is he married. Are his wife and children waiting for him to come home?
“They have no responsibility for my safety, Andrew,” muttered Keiko with teary eyes.
“Do not think a no-no. I'll be there soon. Wait, yes ...,” pinta Andrew in earnest. He was really scared. He was afraid that Keiko would run out and turn herself in.
“I'll start counting!” exclaim Mr.Durrant impatiently, “One ... two ...”
“Andrew, I can't—“
“Three!”
“No!”
Dor's!
The loud sound of gunfire split the sky. A white, viscous liquid mixed with fragments of the cranium and fresh blood splashed everywhere, some parts covering most CCTV cameras. The poor young man who was taken hostage by Mr. Durrant fell down with blood seeping out of the hole in his head.
Keiko staggered and covered her mouth with her hands, but the turbulent nausea inside her stomach could not bear it. The girl ran to the sink and vomited out her entrails.
“Huek! Uhuk! No. .. huek ..!”
Keiko kept vomiting until there was nothing left in her stomach. His eyes were red, his throat was sour. He fell down and cried.
“Andrew, I'll be out .. can't ... I can't ...”
“No! Can't!” andrew almost lost his mind.
“Master Sergio and his men .. and whoever it is, they are not responsible for my life, Andrew. Their lives are not worth exchanging for my life,” muttered Keiko while shrinking the tears that were dripping down her cheeks.
“Sakamoto Keiko! I won't let you out! You hear me? Can't!” Andrew shouted and punched the body of the helicopter very loudly. A red patch was left behind when Andrew pulled his hand back, but the pain in his knuckles was not felt at all.
“I said use full speed! Damnit!” the man shouted again to his men who were piloting the helicopter.
“Good, Captain,” replied the pilot.
The man in control of the helicopter could only hold his breath. He has been using full speed since. Of course the frantic captain would not accept any excuse. Therefore, he could only do his job as best as he could.
Meanwhile, Mr. Durrant again dragged one of Mr. Sergio's men and brought him to the front of the CCTV camera.
“Want to play around with me, Little Girl?” ask her with a very disgusting expression, “This time, I give you three minutes to think well. Hows it? I'm pretty generous, aren't I? Quick out!”
If he obeyed his emotions, Mr. Durrant had been eager to flatten the log cabin with the ground. Unfortunately, his business partner wants the girl alive. Really shit.
Meanwhile inside the bunker, Keiko was really nauseous looking at Mr. Durrant's face. Now not only were his hands trembling, his entire body was trembling violently. Trudgingly the girl got up and walked over to the table, grabbed her phone and stared at the light of her screen.
“Andrew, I'm sorry ..” muttered slowly as he walked to a glass shelf displaying an assortment of weapons.
After scanning the contents of the closet for a while, Keiko chose a Thunder 50 BMG, one of the old firearms from the United States. Keiko knew the weapon was using a hydraulic system that would reduce recoil by approximately 20% when a gunshot occurred. That way, at least his body could tolerate the clank of the weapon. After retrieving the ammunition, Keiko walked towards the stairs.
“Keiko! Don't be rash! Wait for me!”
Keiko turned a deaf ear, ignoring Andrew's cry laden with despair.
He looked at his phone and said, “I'm still waiting for you. Quickly come.”
The girl switched off the phone without waiting for Andrew to answer. One step at a time his feet climbed the stairs, then his hands pressed the button near the iron crossbar until a smooth humming sound was heard as the bulkhead shifted and opened. The girl climbed out and was fixated for a few seconds. He peered through the windowpanes, looking for a safe place to target.
The closest and safest place is ....
Keiko's heart beat in rhythm with the clock's seconds that kept turning. All he had to do was to subvert Mr. Durarnt, and so his men would be more easily conquered. In addition, he also believes Andrew will arrive in time to help him. Therefore, he did not feel any doubt at all.
Hurry along! It has to be faster. Not much time ....
The girl crawled out from under the bed, then lowered her head and walked cautiously towards her own room. He quickly pulled out the chair and raised it to the table, then pushed the air duct cap on the ceiling of the room and shifted it to the side.
Keiko rested on both hands, weaving her legs forward and using that momentum to pull her body weight with the strength of the arm muscles. In one powerful pull, his body lifted up until his waist was parallel to the airway hole.
He bent down a bit and started crawling down the hallway to the front. It was fortunate that he noticed the shape of the building when it arrived yesterday so as to know that the air ducts inside his room were connected to the small attic at the front of the cottage house.
Keiko took a deep breath. It was unexpected that his observations were very useful at this time. The girl's movements grew even faster, towards the light that pierced through the small glass at the end of the passageway.
His heart pounded, hoping that the enemy would not notice his movements before he launched his action later. If not ....
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recoil (reverse) is a jolt caused by a firearm when fired.