Agent G Past - Part 3

A few minutes later, Dilipa wakes up from the unconscious state he was thanks to a few slaps one of the burglars was giving it to him. The man observes and can feel the rope they are used to tie his hands back to a pole on the bathroom ho was put there by the last owners of the house for their crazy fetish they were having. But this won't explain why it is there, and why didn't Dilipa has removed it by now like how it is supposed to do.

"Wake up, you fuckhead!" says one of the thugs to Dilipa.

"W-Who are-"

"Quiet!" yells the second attacker slapping the face of Dilipa with a right fist. "Don't talk!"

"Listen." says the first attacker. "You three sure are having guts to come here. All the way from your country. Poor country I may say."

He takes about three seconds pause, looking back. He felt like someone was moving in there. The first burglar looks on the second one, he moves his head to the direction of the door. The second burglar obeys the command and goes there to check the other hostages. When the second burglar has left the bathroom, the first burglar, takes out a small silver pocket knife he was hiding in it and he points on his neck.

"Listen. What have you done on this morning was bad? You hear me? Bad with B. And whom you have beaten just now is an important member of our clan. The person who got attacked on the construction site by you, just got some bruises all over his face. This will hurt him for a few weeks or even a month or two… You see. Our clan is dealing with something beyond your imagination. We are not just dealing drugs, committing tax frauds, counterfeit money business, meth business. No. We are doing things much bigger than this. Assassinations."

He presses the pocket knife slightly to the neck of the man. Making him already feel the stabbing pain. Dilipa is looking scared at the thug, that doesn't show any remorse on this.

"You've got a bounty on you, man. A big bounty. And we have come to take it. You hear me?" he looks at the man, slightly pressing the pocket knife to the neck of Dilipa, almost making it go through the skin. "You will have to pay for your crime like an animal you are…"

Dilipa realize his legs aren't even tied together, so he quickly goes into attack mode without thinking ahead. Dilipa kicks the stomach of the first burglar, sending him a few steps back, and dropping the knife, who is flying from his hand and lands near on its leg. Dilipa sees this opportunity, and seeing he is barefoot he tries to grab the knife by the handle with his foot.

He manages to take the pocket knife to the moment the attacker goes to him. Dilipa manages to hit the leg of that burglar, on complete darkens, making the burglar fall, and hold his screaming of pain in order to not awake the upper floor neighbours or the down ones. Dilipa doesn't see where the knife got stuck, but by the reaction of the burglar. he can think of the fact that this small knife, got stuck probably where it is supposed to be Achilles hill.

Now Dilipa, has to act fast, because the burglar is about to raise up. He cannot move his hands because they are tied to the pole, and what he has to do now is only trying to attack again with the legs, but before he could do anything else. Dilipa hears a gunshot in the living room, and a baby screaming.

"No!" yells Dilipa thinking the worst had just happened.

The first burglar, after he manages to stand u for a bit, he takes the knife from his leg and he quickly stabs Dilipa into the chest, then he runs from there to the living room. Dilipa screams of pain as the knife is stabbed to the chest, more exactly to a zone who it is not considered lethal enough to kill him immediately, but a zone which will kill him in time if he is not going to treat it. Dilipa wiggles his body around to make the pocket knife to move away from there, but this is a futile move, he black out after about a minute, and before he did that, he said.

"Son… Dear… L-Love yo…u…"

As he was blacking out, he could hear the burglars opening the main door and leaving from there as fast as possible. And he also heard the screaming of his child, meaning he might still be alive. But Dilipa couldn't do anything. He is tied up good to that cursed pole.

He fades away into darkness. Accepting the death who has come to take him and his whole family on this night who was supposed to be like every relaxing night they've had so far in these lasting months since one neighbour moved upstairs and stayed there to fabricate drugs.