Chapter 88 - The Chain Dog

For a second, Jack was ready to burst into hysterical laughter at the Joker's envy.

This day did not let him go.

At the moment when he was ready to relax and fall face down into a soft pillow, sinking into sleep, a major problem came in the form of a maid.

And she certainly wasn't here for fun, because the 'chumadan' and 'umbrella" were with her.

Belial's eyes were activated.

Rosarita Cisneros (Roberta)

Strength - 23

Agility - 24

Survivability - 6

Perception - 20

Mind - 10

Volya - 18

Libido - 11

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- "Of course it's her..." — Jack grumbled mentally, opening the certificate

Summary: At the moment, Rosarita is suspicious of the user, because she noticed how strange he behaved when he saw her. A former rebel and assassin trained in Cuba. Being sure that she was killing men, women and children for the sake of revolution, her life was completely destroyed when the truth was revealed that she was only a tool of drug cartels.

All this could not but affect the character of the girl. Even years later, peaceful life could not take away from her extreme determination to perform the task to the maximum. He hides his impetuosity under the mask of calmness and good manners, trying to control himself.

Superficial desires: Wants to find a young master. He wants to find information about the kidnapped young gentleman. He wants to shoot through the head of everyone involved in the abduction of the young gentleman.

At the moment, he wants to find a lead on the abduction of the young gentleman.

Jack was already massaging his temples in full — "Why today?.. Wait..."

He tensed, remembering what Revie had said about today's job—""We'll just exchange one product for another and deliver it to the employer.' Oh, that's rubbish..."

He no longer doubted that the item received during the exchange was the young master of this monster maid.

- "And what should I do then?!" — Jack grabbed his head, looking out of the corner of his eye at the movements of the maid

Roberta, like the most calm and serene angel, approached the tables and asked Ishtar's guests about the lost compatriot.

O'Dim amused himself by watching the guy trying to come up with something in an emergency and, as luck would have it, nothing came to mind.

But it was necessary to come up with something.

Something must be done.

After all, this maid will definitely go to the 'Lagoon', and this is already very dangerous for Revi.

According to the story, Revie will even be wounded and lose consciousness in a shootout.

All this will be in the Bao Bar.

How the situation will turn out now that Rock was not with them is not clear.

Only one thing is clear - he cannot sit idly by and hope that the situation will resolve itself, and even in a favorable way.

— Did you remember something, Boss? - the barmaid bowed her head in front of Jack

— M? — he was distracted from his thoughts and looked at Leah

The girl smiled — You suddenly became thoughtful and twitchy.

— "How can I not be nervous? My eye will be twitching soon and I'll start stuttering..."— sighed Jack

Gunther waved his hand — "Don't be afraid. This will definitely not happen. The system won't allow it."

- "Very happy." — Jack replied quite cheerlessly

— I'm sorry. — a soft female voice sounded nearby, and he froze

Jack turned slowly to see Roberta a step away from him.

She stood calmly, holding the suitcase in front of her with both hands, while the umbrella rested on the bar counter.

The very calmness and purity, in my opinion, but the devil himself will break his leg trying to count the number of demons in her beautiful head.

Jack closed his eyes and tried to answer as calmly and affably as possible — Yes? Do you need something?

"Are you Jack?"

— It is. — the guy nodded in response — What does such a sweet innocent girl need in this... an institution?

Roberta adjusted her glasses on her face, accepting the compliments.

Usually she ignored this, because she didn't care about lustful men, what before, when she was a 'rebel', what now, when she began to live a peaceful life as a maid.

But it was too difficult not to take compliments to heart from such a well-groomed and handsome young guy.

It's one thing when such words are sent by unkempt pigs without manners and the concept of virtue.

And it's another thing when a cute young man tells you this with a charming, and most importantly, a warm smile, while not looking at you like a whore on the side of the road.

And the maid couldn't understand why the guy just smells insanely good...

— I'm looking for my countryman. He, like me, is from South America.

Jack nodded — I'll help in any way I can. What is your name?

— Call me... Robert. the girl bowed slightly

"All right, Roberta. — Jack nodded, getting up from his chair and towering over the maid — Can I have more information? Gender, age, name or some signs...

The girl perked up a little.

It's just that Jack was the first to ask such a thing, showing his willingness to really help.

— Garcia. The young Master of the Lovelace family. Blonde hair. 12 years. Kind boy, loves dogs...

Jack smiled inwardly—"She's clearly got a taste."

— ...picnics and arm wrestling. — after a few seconds, she finished listing, and then came to her senses — Sorry...

— Nothing. Jack waved his hands, still not knowing how to get out of the situation dry and not lose anything

Two Balalaika guards were standing nearby.

Her loyal people and Jack's good friends are Stefan and Michael.

Or just Stepan and Mikhail.

Forty years old each. Tall. Real veterans who are not afraid to laugh death in the face.

Balalaika didn't know about the Shenhua mess yet and he hoped he wouldn't find out, but what to do in that case?

Mikhail and Stepan are certainly good men and he has friendly relations with them, but they will immediately tell about any other danger that will come to the soul of their Captain's man.

— "The number of guards will definitely increase..." - Jack thought sourly

Inadvertently, Jack showed part of his inner feelings, about increased guardianship and the threat of revenge, on his face.

Roberta tensed, considering that the emotions reflected on the guy's face were from knowing who the young gentleman was and where he was.

It is possible that this cute young man was an accomplice to the kidnapping.

Instantly, the girl's face turned cold, her eyes narrowed, and her body tensed.

One hand freed itself and reached for the umbrella as the other tightened its grip on the handle of the suitcase.

She was much shorter than Jack, so she had to tilt her head back a little to look him straight in the eye.

— You know where he is. "more in the affirmative than in question," Roberta said

Jack tensed, swallowing — "We quickly switched to "you"..."

— Maybe. — Jack smiled wryly, sighing — I need more details. How did he end up here?

"He was kidnapped by the Colombian mafia. Roberta answered quickly, watching every muscle movement of his face

Jack froze thoughtfully, and then smiled — Let's discuss everything calmly...

Usually, 'calmly discuss' on others acts exactly the opposite.

Roberta tensed harder, showing a grin and a wild look.

The sweet maid left and was replaced by a chain dog, which many influential people were afraid of.

The umbrella leaned against the bar again, and Roberta's free hand was ready to grab Jack's throat like a kite, but then a voice rang out...

— Is everything all right?

Jack turned and saw Stefan and Michael and the other Ishtar guards approach them.

The crowd is not small, because the security of Ishtar himself was also strengthened.

Roberta tensed, slowly putting her free hand back on the umbrella.

— Nothing, nothing, everything is quiet and calm. Jack raised his hands in a stopping gesture

With that, the guards dispersed back, but kept their eyes on Roberta and Jack.

Jack exhaled—Don't mess with them. These are not drunks with guns, but specialists.

"Where's Garcia?" — Roberta was saying extremely gloomily, burning a hole in Jack's head with her gaze

Jack looked at her and coming closer, quietly said — It looks like I know where he is, but it just so happened that it looks like he's with people close to me now.

Even before Robert had time to throw something else out, Jack added — They are just cabmen, mercenaries, who apparently volunteered to exchange goods for a fee and bring the received goods to Ruanapur in integrity and safety. In fact, they didn't know anything. They were confronted with the fact. They were framed.

Roberta said nothing, continuing to nag with her eyes.

Jack exhaled.

He was already terribly tired today, and the stress had accumulated for months ahead, but there was nothing he could do.

Circumstances decide, not him.

— I'm offering you a deal. Jack looked into her eyes

Roberta exhaled sharply through her nose.

— I'm helping to bring back your young master, and you promise not to turn your anger against people who were just cabbies.

Jack's gaze was not heavy, but it was stubborn, demanding and penetrating, but Roberta certainly did not look away.

So they looked into each other's eyes, each trying to see something.

Jack calmly extended his hand, which made Roberta twitch.

The girl reflexively thought that he was trying to harm her and had only talked his teeth before.

— Agreed? Jack tilted his head to the side

Roberta exhaled and looked at the empty male hand that was stretched out to her.

Roberta thought for a while, and then still gave her hand — Good.

— Great. — exhale Jack

"But only if they haven't done anything to the young master." Roberta quickly added, squeezing Jack's hand tightly, which he easily withstood

It bothered him much more... correction from Roberta

- of course. — Jack smiled warmly, although inside, to himself, he, under the laughter of O'Dim, clutched his head shouting — "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Re~evi! Please!.."

— Come on. Jack said, pulling out his phone

— Where to?

— I'll find out now. Jack sighed, noticing that Stefan and Michael were following him

Perhaps it's even good that he has guards...

Jack dialed the number and waited for a couple of seconds.

— Alo?

— Jackie! — Revi's cheerful voice rang out — What are you calling for? Missed you?

— How's work going?

— Just like that... it's hard, to be honest. Revie was saying irritably, and Jack squeezed his eyes shut, anticipating problems

— What is it?

— The product that we accepted turned out to be a young smelly, besyachy brat and...

Roberta was there, warming her ears, squinting.

Revie spoke quite loudly, as the background noise of people could be heard.

"And his name is Garcia Lovelace." Jack interrupted her

Revie was silent for a while.

— Jack, what's wrong? — she quickly realized that something was wrong

— Revie, you've been fucked. — don't melt, Jack immediately said, leaving Ishtar — It just so happened that this boy's maid stumbled upon me and I'm afraid you won't like what the mafia hid from you. In short, in any case, you are paid too little to cover such a risk and future problems.

— Fuck! How I felt!

Dutch's voice sounded in the background—What is it?

—It's Jack. He says we've been fucked.

— I told you. Benny agreed.

"Shut up, Mr. Nian.

— Give me the phone.

A few seconds of silence and Dutch's calm voice rang out — What kind of problems are waiting for us, Jack?

— Which ones? I don't know for sure. I'll explain the situation to you now, and you yourself weigh everything.

— I'm listening.

— The kid is not so simple. He is the sole heir of one of the thirteen noble families of South America, the Lovelace family line. The mafia kidnapped the kid because they wanted to clean up the land of this family, because there's a lot of money spinning there, Dutch. Their lands are extremely rich in Cassiopeia.

Dutch chuckled thoughtfully...

— This guy's maid is with me now, and believe me, her fighting qualities are at least no less than Revie's, but this is the most harmless. Dutch, do you have any idea what problems the whole of Ruanapur will have if the South American government starts acting? It's a real slap in the face. The Lovelace family is in decline right now, but...

— I get it. — Dutch sighed calmly — What do you suggest?

— I suggest giving the kid to the maid... Robert. The problems are not worth your fuel costs.

— It makes sense.

— So what?

— The money that was offered to us is not worth such problems. Dutch spoke calmly

— Where are you? I'll drive up with Roberta.

The girl herself heard the conversation going on and was quite pleased with the course of events, because the young gentleman was unharmed.

— We are in the Yellow Flag.

Jack grimaced a little.

Bar Bao was a natural curse.

Quietly and calmly, everything will definitely not pass.

— The little one didn't want to eat our supplies, and we already had canned food across our throats, so they stopped... Dutch was saying, but the big guy was clearly distracted by something from the conversation — ...and we already suspected a setup. Benny found out a little from the boy's words... Jack, I advise you to hurry up.

— What is it? Jack asked anxiously

But there was no answer.

If the answer is not to consider the sound of a shot and the subsequent firing.

— Damn it. Jack said sharply, quickly putting the phone in his pocket

Roberta, next to him, heard everything, and therefore was extremely serious — is Garcia safe?

— I have no idea. — Jack replied, looking back at Stefan and Michael — Do we have a car?

Stefan calmly showed the keys — There is, but Jack. I take it we're going to a hot spot?

Jack grimaced—A little...

Michael sighed and pulled out his radio — Captain?

Jack groaned mentally —"The Colombian mafia will be shocked..."

O'Dim, grinning, said, "Something tells me that Bao will have to try to rebuild his bar again."

- "Captain Obvious..." — sighed Jack, following Stefan towards the car