Since I Found You
Copper Brown's

Altea moved back looking at the sharp look of the man before her. He felt astonished, because all the men he met seemed to have a character like a cold-blooded killer. “Sorry, Sir. I'm in a hurry,” said the owner of the brown hair, with uncomfortable body language. Altea couldn't stand going to the toilet. “Can I go now?” tanyanya grimacing.

The copper-haired man stared at Altea from head to toe. Without saying anything, he continued his steps out of that corridor. Leaving Altea who looked confused, with the attitude of the man who felt strange.

However, Altea did not want to bother. The twenty-three-year-old woman rushed to the toilet. He doesn't want to waste time. Especially until Vlad waited for him too long. Perhaps, the sharp fangs of the Russian man will reappear. “What's with the German men?” altea thought half a grumble, before going into the toilet cubicle.

Vlad is busy with his phone. There were some messages from Mykola, who reported that he was going to Goldgeld Casino later that night. Its mission is to find information about the owner of the place.

In addition, Vlad also received an email from his representative in Russia. Country he had long left. Vlad had a mansion there. In the City of St. Petersburg.

When will you visit, sir? Some clients often ask for your news and whereabouts. The company is in stable condition. The plan was to have a 45th anniversary party. The staff hopes that you can attend. It is impossible for us to host this big event, without your presence as the owner of the company.

Vlad did not reply to the email. Moreover, since Altea had returned from the toilet. The brown-eyed lady was already sitting in her place earlier. “Again. What are you doing in the toilet?” search Vlad.

“Should I elaborate, Mister?” altea replied with a simple smile.

Vlad stared hard for a moment. A moment later, the man returned to the food he was eating. “Quick finish your meal. We need to get back to Sieseby. I don't want to go home too late.” Vlad said so without looking at Altea. After all, the young lady did not fully notice him. Altea's gaze, precisely focused on the man he had just hit.

The man was at a table not too far from where Altea and Vlad were. The copper-haired brunette man just now, sat alone. I don't know what's interesting about this guy. However, Altea thought that the figure was as mysterious as Vlad.

“What do you see?” ask Vlad. The heavy voice of the handsome, long-haired man, instantly awakened Altea from her daydream.

“Um .. no,” Altea replied while returning to the leftovers in the plate.

Vlad doesn't believe it. The man squinted his eyes when he saw Altea's strange demeanor. Secretly, the owner of the blue eyes turned to the table that was several meters behind him.

Because there is a VVIP room, so only a few tables filled. Initially, Vlad's gaze was on the couple who were eating together. A moment later, the blond-haired man's sharp gaze was locked onto a strapping figure sitting on his own. Vlad watched the man for a while, then turned to Altea. A moment later, his gaze returned to the man.

After finishing all the ordered menus, they prepared to return to Sieseby. By then, the atmosphere was getting dark. Vlad, predicted that they would arrive home before nine p.m.

“Your cousin is still in my house,” Vlad said opening the conversation, after a long time only silence accompanied their journey

“Just give Willy a little money for the fare home,” Altea said. “Again, Mr. Mykola is very irresponsible. He's the one who took Willy to Sieseby, but he just left her. In fact, Aunt Steffany always worried about Willy if the child was late to go home.” Altea yawned long after saying so.

“All mothers are like that,” reply Vlad responded.

“Yes," says Altea. “Lucky once those who can still feel the warmth of attention from a mother.” The young woman laughed bitterly. “Sometimes, I think that my life wouldn't have been this messed up if my mother had still been."

Vlad, who was focusing on the street in front of him, turned to Altea for a moment. But he said nothing. The blue-eyed man preferred not to respond to the woman's words.

However, Vlad's concentration was split when the phone he had stored in his jacket pocket rang. Vlad is convinced that Mykola contacted him. However, he did not want to receive the phone call earlier in front of Altea.

“Have you been such a shitty person since a long time ago, Mister?” ask Altea again. A question that just slides by and sounds really stupid. Altea immediately turned his face out of the window. If he could, he might jump to escape. “I'm sorry, Sir. Forget the silly and disrespectful question earlier,” said Altea who seemed to want to change his words. He had already imagined the harsh response Vlad would give.

However, what Altea was thinking did not happen. Vlad is still focusing on the steering. He paid no attention to the babble of the woman next to him. The man did not even look at it a bit. It's as if he's not there. I don't know what was going through Vlad's mind at the time.

Until they arrived in Sieseby, Vlad still did not say a word. The man stopped the car in front of the garage. He was waiting for Altea who was opening the door of the building. However, it turns out that the power of Altea is not strong enough to raise the rolling door that is quite heavy. It took quite a long time, for the young woman until the iron door was fully opened.

“Gosh! Did it just get to your strength, Miss Miller?” vlad Ledek. He poked his head through the glass window that opened

“Entah why, my energy feels suddenly disappeared,” sahut Altea while grimacing small. His shabby face, hit by the vehicle's spotlights, was directed to the garage where he was.

Vlad clucked in anger as he got out of the car. He stepped near the garage, then stood beside Altea. Without saying much, Vlad raised the iron door until it was perfectly lifted. His high posture was firm, helping him to do so greatly.

“What a nurse should also do something like this?” altea asked with a directed look at Vlad. “Perhaps, tomorrow-tomorrow you will ask me to fix the leaking roof,” the long-haired woman chirped again.

“Aren't you afraid of heights? You can jump out of a room window without any obstacles,” Vlad quipped.

“Someone can do crazy things in desperate conditions,” Altea replied as he passed near the vehicle to pick up his backpack.

Vlad followed. He had to get the car into the garage. The man wanted to rest immediately. His body was already very tired, after a long day of activity.

As Vlad loaded the vehicle into the garage, Altea walked towards the house. He felt his stomach being so full of food. It made Altea sleepy, so his steps became a little shaky.

Altea stood in front of the door. He was already holding the handle, and intended to open the door. However, Vlad who was already near Altea, immediately put away the young lady's hand. “Mom always locks the door after eight o'clock,” she said while inserting the key into the hole.

“Oh, yes. I forgot,” replied Altea listlessly. He looked long yawning. His eyes also look beautiful.

After Vlad opened the door wide, Altea rushed in. He looks uninspired. The brown-haired young lady headed straight for the stairs. “Good night, Sir. I'll go straight to the room and sleep,” part. He didn't want to wait for a reply from Vlad. Altea directly climbed the steps of the stairs.

Meanwhile, Vlad chose to sit in the living room chair. He checked his phone. There was an incoming message coming from Mykola.

Vlad rushed to the room. Once there, he immediately contacted his trusted assistant. “How, Mykola?” ask without further ado.

“I've been at the casino you mean, sir. When viewed from the atmosphere, I think this place is open to all people,” said Mykola who was at that time at a gambling place called Goldgeld.

“Then, what important things have you managed to find there?” ask Vlad again.

“So far nothing has mattered, sir,” Mykola replied, before her gaze locked onto the figure of the man she had seen some time ago. Mykola was convinced that the man was one of the hordes that had blocked Herbert on the street.

“Contact again later, sir,” close Mykola. He put the phone in the pocket of the blazer. Mykola walked closer to the man. He overheard a conversation that mentioned a name, Ludwig Stegen.