THE INFORMANT.

CHAPTER 12: THE INFORMANT.

Gomez walked into a restaurant in Chinatown, alone, while his men waited outside. He was in a turf he had little leverage in.

Standing at the entrance, he scanned and assessed the room. It was filled with Asians. They threw stares of disgust at him, but he ignored them.

Adjusting his suit, he walked straight to the bar, and sat on a stool. A male bartender stood behind the counter.

"What can I get you?" the bartender asked.

"Tequila," Gomez said simply.

"Coming right up," the bartender nodded, as he went ahead to serve Gomez the drink.

Gomez received it, and chugged it down with one gulp, gently placing the cup on the counter. And took a deep breath.

'Where could he be? I've looked round this bar and there is no sign of him,' Gomez reasoned within himself.

"Am looking for someone, the informant. Do you know where I can find him? Gomez asked the bartender.

"I don't have an idea," he replied sluggishly.

"You sure don't know where he is," Gomez persisted.

"I said, I don't have any idea sir," the bartender responded rudely.

Gomez placed his left hand on the counter and gently moved it to the bartender's direction.

He opened his hand slidely to the bartender, and quickly removed it, putting his hand back to his pocket.

Immediately the bartender saw what Gomez had shown him, he made a hand gesture to a particular direction, instructimg Gomez to pass through that direction.

Gomez looked at the direction where the bartender pointed, he saw a back door, leading to where? Gomez has no idea.

Gomez adjusted his suit and followed the bartender, the bartender opened the door for him and asked Gomez to go in that he will find the informant somewhere there.

And the bartender returned to his duty post.

Gomez took a deep breath and went inside the room, looking round and saw different types of individuals, some of them walked close to him.

When they realized his face doesn't look familiar, they concluded he is not one of them.

And they began to act unlikely to him, trying to scare him away.

But Gomez comported himself and kept moving forward.

'How on earth am I supposed to find him? Couldn't the bartender help me out,' Gomez thought and shook his head.

"Hey you.. Come over here," one of the informant men shouted at Gomez.

That got Gomez a little frightening, but he is there for a mission which he must accomplish.

He adjusted himself and took off his eye glasses, and walked closer to him.

"Who are you, and what brought you here?" The man asked Gomez with a deep voice and scary look.

Gomez stretch out his hand to shake the man, finding a means to introduce himself.

But Gomez hand remained stock up in the air, as the man didn't respond to such action.

Gomez looked at him and got the massage clearly, he bowed his head and brought down his hand.

The man turned his back and made a move of going back to his spot.

"Am Gomez, Newton Bishop-"

"I get it, looking for my boss huh?" the man asked.

Gomez nodded his head, "Yes," he said.

"Come with me," the man said as he lead Gomez to his boss is.

Ten steps away, Gomez sighted another entrance, he shook his head wondering why on earth is the need for such privacy.

"Hold on here," the man instructed Gomez.

As he entered the room and reported to his boss of Gomez's arrival.

"Let him in," his boss said.

"Yes sir," he responded, as he exited the room.

As he got close to where Gomez was, he gesture Gomez to come over, Gomez walked to the door.

"You can go in," the man said to Gomez, as he returned to his spot.

Gomez went in, reaching to where the informant was seated, he bow his head and greeted him.

"You got me right on seat," the informant said as he chuckled.

He made a hand gesture offering Gomez a sit, Gomez how his head and took a sit.

"Getting you right on seat wasn't a coincidence sir," Gomez said as he tries to strike a conversation.

" Mm, how do we call it then?" The informant inquires friendly.

"I got my men on," Gomez said, as he adjusted his tie.

"I think they did a good job, your are truly the Bishop's man," the informant said as he chuckled softly.

"So, what do I have this visit for?" He asked.

Gomez cleared his throat softly and move his chair forward.

He deeped his hand in his suit jacket, and brought out a picture, and gently placed it on the table, as he shifted close to the informant.

The informant raised his eye brows, and took a look at the picture, but the face isn't someone he knew and he can't remember coming across such face before.

But he could see some elements of Mr Bishop's resemblance.

"Who is he?" He asked.

"That is Newton Bishop's son," Gomez said.

"You don't mean it?" he asked.

Gomez nodded his head in agreement.

" Aha, this is a good new," the informant said excitedly.

"This visit is well deserving," he said.

"This is why I came to you, because the young man is being spyed on.

He was recently kidnapped by the Night Clan. And this action has gotten Mr Bishop so concerned.

Hence, the reason for this visit.

The informant nodded his head, tapping his fingers on the table.

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Justin was done eating, he looked toward his father, and noticed his father hasn't touched his food, as he was just starring at him.

He wondered what his father was thinking of him, Justin rounded up his eating.

" Thank you sir," he said. As he bowed his head and existed the dining room.

"Thank you sir?" Mr Bishop said and chuckled awkwardly as he watched Justin walking to his room.

Justin returned to his room, he seat down on the couch, immediately, he flashed back on what happened at the dining.

"That look on his face when I said sir tells that, he actually expected more from me huh?" Justin reasoned as he chuckled softly and nodded his head.

"Let's give it a try," he said as he stood up from the couch and walked towards the door, he stood there for some minutes.

He opened the door slowly and he walked quietly to the dining, to see if Mr Bishop was still seated in.

Thanksfully, he was, Justin took a deep breath and walked close to the father.

"Thank you father," he said.

Mr Bishop was amazed by that action, he looked at Justin and gesture his hand towards him, calling him to come closer.

Justin walked closer and bowed his head, as Mr Bishop laid his left hand on Justin's shoulder, he chuckled softly as he stood up and walked down to his study.

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The informant stood up and walked closer to Gomez, he looked at him intensively and whispered into his ears.

Gomez nodded his head as he stood up and looked at the informant then, gave him a hand shake.

Gomez exited the room and walked through the entrance of the bar, and got the SUV car with his men standing besides the car.

"Shall we," he ordered.

They opened the door for him, as he entered the car, his men both entered and drove off.