Chapter 58 Fake Aunt Clara revealed part 2
Lance fires them easily while Kenneth is hiding his back, firing his pepper gun and shooting the enemy's eye.
And they are shouting in pain saying that it's hot!
"Wow, Kenneth. That gun surely spice them up!" Lance said while messing with Kenneth's hair.
"I told you!" Kenneth answers proudly.
Then they heard a sound of a gun at their back! The enemy falls dead and Lance felt relieved when he sees Sandro and Marie.
"Boss, Sorry we're late." Sandro apologize.
"It's okay. Let's go! Time is running." Lance said and walked away holding Kenneth.
"Err, excuse me, boss. Are we bringing this little kid?" Marie asks him uncomfortably.
"Yeah, Don't worry. I will protect him." Lance answered and went inside the house.
Marie was left unspoken. No time for wondering for a little boy! She needs to focus and do her job.
Lance went to Anton's room first but he didn't see him at all. They looked around but found only the ugly goons.
"Just where is your grandpa?" Lance asked Kenneth hopelessly.
He's nervous, Anton is Nathalie's Dad. And he's weak in terms of her.
All the people that she loved are also special to him.
He will not forgive himself if something happens to Anton!
He is his trusted right-hand man. He will surely kill everyone who will hurt him.
"Relax Uncle Lance. Let me think!" Kenneth said calmly.
He's dangerously calm in this kind of situation.
Lance admires his bravery.
"I knew it! Let's go to the secret door." Kenneth said happily.
He's happy to help Lance and rescue his grandpa.
"Secret door? Where is that?" Lance asked. He's dying to see and know Anton's situation.
"At the back!" Then he holds Lance's hand and they run.
Sandro and Marie and the other are on their back. Ready to fire if the enemy appears.
They finally reach the backyard and saw a brown door.
It's locked but Lance fires the doorknob with his gun and it opens.
They immediately went inside only to see a sleeping Anton and Aunt Clara who is holding a gun in her hand.
Her hand is shaking and she is crying. Her mission this time is to kill the black hawk! But how could she kill him?
He's sleeping peacefully, trusting her with his own life. Loving her as his wife. But she's a fake!
If Anton knows her true identity, He will surely kill her.
It's her life against Anton's life.
But why she can't fire the gun? He loves him!
Lance saw the doubts at Aunt Clara's. It's time for him to move. He kicks her hand with a gun and it flies away.
"Golden Tiger!" Aunt Clara shouted in surprise.
Lance was taken aback. Does she know his real identity?
He deserves to die then but she is Anton's wife!
They finally caught the traitor. He can't kill her easily, he will need some information from her.
"Who are you? Where's Aunt Clara?" Lance asked angrily.
But before she can answer a bullet flies and hit her head! She falls dead on the floor. Lance hide Kenneth on his back and fire the window where the bullet came from.
"Chase the sniper!" Lance shouted angrily.
And Sandro runs with Marie watching his back.
"Aunt Clara!" He tried to shake her but she was dead.
Kenneth noticed something in her pocket and get it. It's a letter!
"Uncle Lance, look!" He gives it to Lance.
And Lance read the letter...
If ever something happened to me. Please know that my feelings for you are true. I'm sorry for everything. Your wife Clara is lying under that bed.
It's a love letter that is full of regrets. And she mentioned that the real Aunt Clara is lying under that bed!
Lance looks at the sleeping black hawk and under the bed.
Aunt Clara may be there. But he is still sleeping for goodness sake! Lance could not control his anger for the black hawk's carelessness.
"Anton, wake up! It's not time to be a sleeping beauty while everyone is dying!" He shouted but Anton is sleeping peacefully.
"Let me solve this matter, Uncle Lance," Kenneth said without smiling.
"You? What are you going to do?" He asked surprised.
Kenneth took a small bottle of liquid and let his grandpa smell its scent.
After two minutes, Anton finally woke up!
Lance is wondering what's more inside that mini backpack of him!
Anton opens his eyes and when he sees Lance he immediately gets up.
"What happened? Is everything okay?" He asked then his eyes landed on the fake Aunt Clara lying dead on the floor.
He's very angry that he punches the bed. How could they do this again to him?
Lance understands his feelings but he is mourning the wrong person.
"She's fake, the real one is lying under that bed," Lance said.
"Are you okay Grandpa?" Kenneth asked concerned.
And Anton finally noticed the little kid beside Lance.
"Kenneth! What are you doing in here?" He asked surprised.
"It's a long story, black hawk. Let's talk about it later. For now, let's check if the real Aunt Clara is there." Lance said seriously.
"Boss, the assassin escape!" Sandro arrived looking frustrated.
Lance sighed. It's not important right now. He can feel that Nathalie is coming. If she can't contact both him and his father she will surely go home.
"Just leave him. For now, you clean the surroundings without any traces left." He instructed.
"Yes, Boss!" Then Sandro disappears in just a blink of an eye.
Anton slowly pulls the bed upwards. And the glass coffin showed.
Aunt Clara is there inside. She looks like a sleeping beauty.
Peacefully lying in there with a smile on her face. He knows that the fake Clara put medicine to preserve Clara's body. She still looks beautiful and it hurt his heart watching her lying in a cold coffin!
Lance gives the letter to him.
He read it and he tears it into tiny pieces after reading.
The Revenge of the Devil King has no end!
He will make him suffer a million times. He looked at Kenneth. He needs to protect Nathalie and the twins but he is a failure! He is blaming himself!
And Lance understands what he feels.
"Calm down, Anton. What do you like to do? Shall we give her a proper funeral?" Lance asked.
"No, I don't want Nathalie to know. She will be worried and will ask what happened. I'm not yet ready to tell her the truth. I will let her rest in here."
Then he put back the bed.
"There you are, Kenneth!" Nathalie arrived.