Dear Sweetheart Chapter 61 Assassination âHave the other lookout men not arrived yet?â
âNo. From what I heard, they had some issues with their flight route, so they will only arrive at night,â James replied before realizing Curtis was carrying a suitcase. âAre you staying with me, Mr. Faymon?â
Oh, dear, I sure hope not. Iâd rather stay with the other lookouts...
Curtis promptly placed the suitcase on the table but didnât open it. âI just got this from my friend and came to pass it to you. We might have to make some changes to your mission.â
âDoes it have to do with the amount of money?â
Even though they were discussing a serious matter, Curtis couldnât help but burst into laughter. âWhy are you so fixated on money? You donât seem poor to me.â
âOh, but I am. My sister just got divorced, so I need to support her,â James replied with a shrug. In any case, I bet thereâs something good in that suitcase. How I wish I could open it! As long as thereâs money on the table, feel free to speak your mind, Mr. Faymon.â
âWhat does your sister do?â
Upon hearing that, James gave Curtis a guarded look. âThatâs a private matter, Mr. Faymon. In all honesty, I hate everyone with the last name Faymon. I wouldnât be talking to you if it werenât for the money.â
Alarm bells started ringing in Curtisâ head. However, since James wasnât keen on elaborating, he decided not to probe further.
âThe friend Iâve brought along is an important person. Nothing must happen to her. Iâd like you to be her security detail throughout our hotel stay. If there are any problems, take care of them immediately. Gabriel has created new identities for all of you. The hotel staff wonât give anything away, either.â
James nodded. âOkay. How much will we be paid?â
After Curtis rattled off an amount, James managed to keep his cool even though he was shocked beyond belief. âDonât worry, Mr.
Faymon. Iâll make sure to keep all of you safe.â
Later that evening, at half past seven, Gabriel finally brought the four other men to the Machika Park Hotel and introduced them to James.
Out of the group, Cillian and another man had graduated from the same school as James, so it didnât take long for them to get acquainted with one another.
Shortly after, Gabriel grabbed his luggage and went looking for Rayna.
Since he was still busy with work, Curtis had no choice but to let Gabriel accompany Rayna to the restaurant for dinner.
As they entered the restaurant, James and the rest had just finished their meals and were leaving from the side door. Rayna caught sight of the olive-skinned man in the group and frowned.
Huh? Why does that person look so much like James?
âWhatâs the matter, Ms. Garland?â Gabriel asked.
âOh, itâs nothing,â Rayna hastily replied. I spoke with James on the phone only a few hours ago, and he said he was in school.
He couldnât possibly have come all the way here, could he? Besides, if itâs really him, Iâm sure he knows heâll get a good scolding from me!
After dinner, Gabriel had planned on taking Rayna out for a walk to relieve her boredom when Curtis called. Having received his orders, he packed some food instead and made a beeline to Curtisâ room with Rayna.
As it turned out, Curtis was still hard at work, with lips so parched that one could tell he hadnât drunk any water.
âTake a break first, Mr. Faymon,â Gabriel urged as he placed the food on the table. âI know youâre busy, but you have to eat.â
âAll right. Give me a moment.â
Three minutes later, Curtis finally closed his laptop and joined the duo.
âIf youâre free at night, help me translate this,â he said while handing a piece of paper to Rayna.
Filled with lines and lines of words, the tattered paper was undoubtedly a sight to behold.
Curious as always, Rayna quickly took a closer look at it. The characters had faded over time, and it was a language she hadnât seen in a while, but she could still tell that they were Uronian words.
âAre you in a hurry, Mr. Faymon?â she asked. âThe words here are very messy, so Iâll need quite a bit of time to translate them.â
âCan you recognize them all?â
âThat shouldnât be a problem.â
As soon as he heard that, Curtis looked visibly relieved. âThereâs no hurry. You can take your time with the translation. Just let me know once youâre done.â
âIn that case, I shall take my leave first, Mr. Faymon.â
With that, Rayna hurriedly returned to her room with the sheet of paper. After grabbing a notepad and pen, she took a long soak in her bath and began translating.
It had been three years since she had read any Uronian text, and to make matters worse, the words on the paper were an utter mess. All she could do was translate the words individually before piecing them together to form sentences.
Alas, even after what seemed like an eternity, Rayna only managed to translate a dozen or so words.
âWait a minute... That looks like an address,â she muttered to herself as she reached for her phone and fired up the search engine. At that moment, however, the bathroom suddenly plunged into darkness, leaving Rayna wide-eyed and speechless.
Just then, the sound of footsteps rang out from outside.
Rayna instantly stiffened, unable to shake off the feeling of impending doom. Afraid that the screen light might give her location away, she hastily turned off her phone and crept out of the bathtub.
There are surveillance cameras everywhere along the hotel corridors, arenât there? How did this person still manage to sneak in?
As Rayna cowered in the corner with a towel over her, she urgently searched for Gabrielâs number and put a call through. At the same time, the footsteps also seemed to be inching closer to the bathroom, much to her horror.
Thanks to a glass window in the bathroom that offered some illumination, Raynaâs vision slowly adjusted till she could vaguely make out everything around her that someone was turning the doorknob.
Even though the call had gone through, she was so scared to make any noise that she merely turned down the volume and placed the phone on the floor with the towel.
The next second, the bathroom door opened, and a dark figure stepped in. All Rayna could feel was the menacing aura that turned her blood cold, forcing her to stay frozen in her spot.
Oh my goodness. That guy looks massive! He could probably choke me to death with one hand. How am I supposed to escape?
Damn it. Itâs all Roxanneâs fault! If she hadnât stolen the cufflink, none of this would happen! I canât believe Iâve been thrown into a situation thatâs straight out of a television drama!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Needless to say, Raynaâs heart was pounding. She could see the dark figure looking around the bathroom seemingly searching for her.
Oh, dear. Heâs at least six feet tall. Thatâs big!
As soon as the intruder turned his head away, Rayna decided to take action. She threw an object at him and ran toward the light coming from outside.
Thanks to the undrawn curtains on the balcony, the entire room was brightly lit by the moonlight.
Rayna managed to dodge the room furniture and stumbled toward the door. Alas, she was about to reach for the handle when someone grabbed her by the hair and held her in a chokehold.
The more she felt herself suffocating, the more she struggled. However, the man was so tall that she couldnât even hit his face.
Worst of all, she couldnât pry his tight grip off, either.
Help!
Overwhelmed with fear and despair, Rayna felt like a fish that had been washed ashore and left to die. Slowly but surely, her consciousness started to fade.
Suddenly, someone kicked the room door, prompting the intruder to tighten his hold around Raynaâs neck. The next second, another kick sent the door flying open.
As the light illuminated the room, Curtis saw the intruder choking Rayna. The latter, however, had stopped struggling.
In that instant, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
Without further ado, Curtis dashed into the room and landed a powerful kick to the manâs head. Everything happened so fast that the latter couldnât block the attack, and his vision went black for a few seconds.
Using that opportunity, Curtis quickly grabbed Raynaâs arm and pulled her into his arms.
Before the intruder could react, Curtis kicked him again, this time with even more force. Then, as the man stumbled backward, Curtis ran out of the room with Rayna, only to bump into Gabriel.
âIâm sure he wonât come out of the room. Heâll escape through the window instead. Call Gray Wolf!â Curtis ordered while putting Rayna on the floor.
Upon checking her pulse and realizing her breathing was getting weaker by the second, he jumped right into providing first aid.
Gabriel, on the other hand, hurriedly took out his phone.