HER TONE

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"Why little girl, do you like it?" – a bald man said. Eins looks like a little girl because the man she's talking with is a bodybuilder. However, she shook her head and shrugged.

The man was busy antagonizing his body, looking at his phone, and letting him guard down. "Sure, but there's something I like more than that." – Eins smirked. She likes violating the law, she prefers to kill at most.

"Oh, what is it? I'll give you then!" – the man said with arrogance but, before he could glance at her, Eins already got in the car. The man was surprised and amused because Eins looks fitted in the car. However, without noticing it, he didn't even think that it will be his last chance to see his baby.

Eins has sharp eyes, fast hands, quick senses. A second snap is enough to monitor her surroundings and another clasp to make her move. With the owner's keys, she starts the engine. It has a quiet horn. "Thanks, buddy! Vale!" – then Eins bids her goodbye with her left hand raising towards him, and played a piece of music to replenish her mood of freedom.

["Freedom" by Alice Cooper - play this music to feel the rhythm of her joys]

The man was startled, looking mystified and stock. His happiness is about to break at any moment. "Hey! Come back here!" - he said as soon as reality strikes his bald head. It hits him perfectly. His baby had gone.

"Holy motherfucker!" She stole my car!" – the big butt bodybuilder screamed. He can't believe what was happened! Who could have thought that a little girl like her is actually up to something? The world is getting precarious.

Looking from afar, the two policemen laughed. They were watching since Eins got out. Mr. Chard feels embarrassed about what he just saw. He couldn't believe it! After so long, he still doesn't know her daughter. What she is good at, what she can do, and whatnot.

"Wow! Your daughter has the guts! Hahaha…" - the police chortled, enjoying the scenery. They are already accustomed to it. Instead of doing their job, they choose to watch only. Did know what happened was not out of their control. The two have the power yet die happily. Well, it's because whatever crime Eins will do, still, Mr. Chard bails her again and again.

Another police said, "Indeed, no wonder she is the boss inside haha…" Reminiscing how Eins look back then, it was a shady night when she found out. "Are we going to let her off or…?" – he added. Asking when he already knows the answer, forgetting the real nightmares of someone's actuality.

"Mr. Chard is here, he will pay." - Chief RC whispered. But Mr. Chard looks puzzled about what the police had said and what could be the meaning of that. "What? The boss? Who? My daughter? How?!" - he asked when the word of the police just syncs on his mind.

"Hahaha…calm down Mr. Chard. We also don't know why hehe…" - P.O. Justis said rapidly because even he knows that Eins was the Boss, he still doesn't know how it happened despite that the Boss there before was one of the top-five wanted assassins.

Mr. Chard is still not used to her behavior. Her daughter changed after that day when she found out. She was gone for almost a month before. Her father searches for her and hopes she was fine. But, everything was replaced. Eins became a stranger towards herself and treat her father unfairly going back to the past.

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"No! My baby! Damn! Someone stole my car!" – their conversation was interrupted when the man cried, still don't know how fast his car was robbed. And so people around are starting to think that he's crazy.

The man kneels crying heavily. "My $1.9 million Bentley Bacalar! Huhu…I just bought it!!!" - he only rides on it for 2 hours. Then, it will just disappear like that. What a misfortune he has!

While on the other hand, Eins wondering where she will go until she gets to Spiral Restaurant which is in Sofitel Philippine Plaza and offers one of the best-known buffet spreads in the country. As she gets out of the car, many speeches exploded. Her outfit makes her a little weird but stunning, her perfume has a unique aroma that no one can escape from smelling. She is superb!

If you were asking why isn't she wearing the uniform of the prisoner, it is because she prefers her hood. She didn't disrobe. The moment she returned home before, her likes and dislikes flipped.

Eins Point of view…

Shows perpetually behind me, it engulfs!

It's been months since I heard animals speaking again. I shouldn't get out of that cage. It's more dangerous here outside. I hate it!

"What a good car!" - a giraffe mouthed. Her face was clothed in thick makeup. Tsk! What an animal! You heard it right! I'm the most judgemental in the world.

I may seem quiet for you but I am just tired of speaking to them. "Who is she?" - a dog said. "Wow! Gorgeous!" - horse added. They are humans which I found worst than animals. It would be better if the world turn upside down. Ayst...I was environed by air pollution again.

"But why she's wearing a hood?" - seriously? Why do they have to tell everything they noticed?! What the **** is wrong with the people?! Well, I'm more egregious than them anyway. Nothing to worry about. Yeah! But it's still annoying when people have to say what they saw if they can only keep it from their selves, right? "She looks so fierce!" - yes, I am! Enough sign to stop blabbing. Where's on end?

Animal's everywhere, should I pick a pet? Tsk! Even rolling eyes unaffected. "I can't see her face! What a waste!" - a cat murmurs. Hays... Aren't they tired of their lives? If I was not in a bad mood, I've already collected their blood. Haha...

"At least she has a car, for what I know, it cost almost $2 million." - talking about it made me think how useless their thoughts are. "Really? She must be rich!" - yeah! Everyone wants to be rich but none of them know the value of money and its importance.

I still feel their eyes keep staring at me as I walk in. I just ignored them who has no topic but for me, and sits near behind the window glasses. From here, I can see how messy the outside is. Buildings are all around, plenty of restaurants scattered, hotels clattered, malls are everywhere, no trees, no forest, no fresh air. Everything was out of control. As if we're living in a mess, people are scarier than I thought.

Human existence made the world indistinctive. Peril waves gracefully! Who knows it will upset me too much? "Hi little young lady, may I know your order please." – a waiter approached politely. My gaze to the window suddenly leaves off.

Perceiving things gathering into my head, about to explode once bloom. "If I am poor, will you still treat me as what you treated me just now?" – it came out unexpectedly. But, let me try if I could at least ask those words to a stranger. What would be the answer?

The waiter looks perplexed didn't know what to reply. Of course, I ruin his mood. "Ha?" - did I ask the wrong person or did I just come up with a hard question? At least, he should know what I am talking about, right?

"What's the difference between poor and rich? Do we have equal treatment? Why is there an exception to every rule? Why does anything exist? Why does time exist? Why do humans matter? Why are humans so fallible? Is the universe finite or infinite? Why do logic and reason fail to explain that which is true? How exactly did life begin? Why do we have to live?" That's the thought we asked sometimes but do we get an answer? I should stop asking.

"Nevermind. Salad will do." – he still looks puzzled when he goes back to the counter. Hmmm...he might be at my age. Human. Haha...human...I just sip water which already serves as the waiter came earlier. People nowadays...Hays...the more I think about it, the more I become emotionless. How to survive in this sinful world?! I know how to kill but I'm still fearful!

Anyway, thinking about that guy, should I give him a call? He's the only one I know. He will definitely help me but it was so long ago that I seek for shelter. Ayst! I have no choice for now... I'm so tired of guessing a plan.

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After 5 minutes…

"Ma'am here is your salad, if you need anything, just press this bell." – the waiter came carrying the salad I ordered and, bows. Yes, I should give him a call after all I have no money to pay for this food. Haha... I'm getting poor. "Please enjoy!" – he added.

But, how am I going to call him if I don't have a phone? Damnit! "Wait a minute!" I decided to turn my ego into ashes because I have no choice at all. I hope this waiter will help me after I made him perplexed earlier.

We will see. "Yes Ma'am?" - wow, looks like this time, he's confident as if he was ready to answer all my questions. Did he thinks I will ask him again?! Haha... Unfortunately, I only ask to confound questions once in the blue moon. "Do you have a load?" – rather I can ask this. He still looks puzzled for the second time around. But he manages to nod.

"May I borrow your phone?" - his expectations were gone, I guess. His eyebrows intersected. He seems disorientated, maybe he will think about what I am up to. Haha... No one can really read me.

I saw his eyes widen. He seems surprised. Why? Can't I borrow something in this century? I will just borrow. He should be thankful because I have no intention to steal it. If I were to steal, it should be something more expensive. Graff Diamonds Hallucination Watch which cost 55 million USD, 1963 Ferrari 250 GTO that cost 70 million USD, or Leonardo da Vinci's Salvator Mundi costly 450 million USD are the examples I want to steal. Anywise...

"Ha? Wh-why? Uhmm… here…ma'am" – I see. He is shy to let me borrow it because his phone is a cheap one and bought second-handed. Customers started to speak very softly using one's breath without one's vocal cords. And that made him more felt ashamed. From the moment I got off the car until now they still can't take their eyes off of me.

Aren't they sick of it? My goodness sake mama mia waza... Hays, forget it! "If you want a better living, don't stop listening to others." – he's making himself funny. Not me!

"Ha? Isn't it suppose the opposite?" – he mumbled but I still heard it. Obviously, I did that on purpose. People only do know how to listen but hard to apply it. In today's generation, only reverse psychology will be helpful.

"Alright. Let me borrow it for a little more time, you can do your work, I'll just call you once I'm done." – I ordered. I just don't want to bother him for more. I have already borrowed his phone which exceeds his responsibility as a waiter. At least, there's still good in this world.

If only people will be an animal, quiet and didn't speak... Maybe this world is safer than we thought. How pity! "Uhmmm…o-okay ma'am…" – he smiles a little and heads back to his work. By the way, he walks, he still feels embarrassed. Hays... sure enough, he shoulders many derogatory.

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