Since I Found You
Two Men

While waiting for news from Mykola, Vlad got ready in his room. He will be going to Hamburg that day. While preparing the car, Vlad receives an incoming message from his trusted assistant.

I'm already at the location you sent me. I searched for Miss Miller's whereabouts secretly at Goldgeld Casino. But he wasn't there. I'm waiting for your next order.

“Badness!” Vlad snorted angrily after reading the message from Mykola. He stuffed a small tote bag into the car, then went back inside the house. Vlad had to say goodbye first to Elke, even though Vlad did not say the truth about Altea.

“I'll go to Hamburg. Don't open the door for anyone,” Vlad's message when he crosses paths with Thomas, before arriving at the mother's room.

“Good, Sir,” said the man while nodding politely.

Without saying anything more, Vlad continued his steps towards Elke's room. There, she saw the mother already sitting in a wheelchair, with her neat appearance. As always. Elke always looked beautiful, despite dressing modestly.

“Are you going, son?” asked Elke who had seen Vlad with her leather jacket.

“I'll see Mykola. There's something we need to discuss. Be well at home. I told Thomas to tighten guard.” Vlad, who had initially lowered his body before his mother, stood up straight again.

“What if those people come again?” Elke looks troubled.

“You guarantee they won't come back,” said Vlad confidently, although the look in his eyes implied something that made him feel uncomfortable.

Elke could see that clearly. However, he was too hesitant to ask. The middle-aged woman actually remembered Altea who had not been seen since morning. “Where is Miss Miller? Usually, he's been seeing me so early in the morning.”

“Maybe because there is now Ilsa taking care of Mom, so ...” Vlad did not continue his words. “I have to leave immediately. Don't let Mykola wait for me too long,” the blue-eyed man's farewell. He immediately kissed Elke's forehead, then rushed out of the room so that the mother did not ask anything more about Altea.

Vlad stepped gallantly towards the garage. It must be admitted that he felt the loss of the figure of Altea, which is always disturbing and often confused the head. Now, he had made up his mind to find and pick up the young woman, at any cost. Moreover, after an unexpected incident last night.

The shadow of each scene and the look on Altea's face while making love to him, continues to be present in Vlad's mind. To be honest, it was very disturbing. However, this time Vlad felt like a teenager who had just let go of his virginity. "Ah, fuck!" The handsome man hit the wheel, while stopping at a red light.

When the lights were back in green, Vlad drove his favorite double cabin car at high speed. Such a driving style continued him to maintain, until arriving in front of Goldgeld Casino. The time taken was less than two hours.

Vlad got down and closed the car door a little tight. Not to forget, he slipped two dagger blades on each side of the prosthetic leg, as well as a revolver gun that he hid behind his waist.

The man behaved normally, as he was about to pass through the entrance of the casino guarded by two large tall people. However, not until he pushed the door, the guards immediately came forward and stopped their steps. “Kasino is not open yet! Come back later tonight!” prevent one of the guard-headed plontos, with a very slender tone of speech.

“I don't care if this place opens or closes. I just want to meet your boss!” vlad's reply was no less ketus.

“Do not want!” The other guards immediately pushed Vlad's body. However, the man was too strong as a rock.

Vlad is not flinching. He actually caught the hand of the big tall man earlier, then twisted it tightly. The man screamed in pain.

“You screamed like a little girl,” led Vlad while laughing full of sneers.

“Oh, yes? Just try.” Vlad smirked. After saying so, his left hand immediately moved to pick up the dagger stored on the fake leg. Vlad swung the knife right into the man's fingers, until the handle slipped off. The semi-automatic pistol fell to the floor.

Vlad easily caught him. The handsome man in pure white flipped his muzzle, thus facing the two big tall guard men, who showed a look of disbelief in Vlad's abilities. Vlad's body language was so calm, as he pointed his weapon at the men, with his plontos head looking at Vlad fiercely.

“Do not block me or I will make a hole in the middle of your forehead,” Vlad threatened. The index finger of his right hand was already preparing to pull the trigger, while his left hand was tightly grasping the dagger.

The two men could only look at each other without giving an answer. A moment later, one of them nodded, then opened the door wide.

“Good, Good kids. Thank you,” Vlad said while laughing. He smiled in satisfaction before stepping into the room with a shiny black marble floor. Highlight his blue eyes as an eagle, observing every corner of the vast room. A wide variety of table and game machines are available there. From the small to the biggest.

On the other side of the room, there is a dance floor and a small stage equipped with a special iron pole. Looks like some dancers dressed fun are practicing dancing. They wrapped their bodies on the stage holding onto the pole.

“Master?” greet someone who is none other than Mykola. The dark-haired handsome man was already standing behind Vlad.

Vlad turned around immediately. He looked at his confidant. “How, Mykola? Did you find anything?” tanyakanya.

“Not yet, Sir. I'm waiting for an order from you,” Mykola replied politely.

“Hm.” Vlad was silent for a moment while thinking.

“Follow me. We comb this place carefully,” take it later.

“Good.” Mykola, who at that time looked casual with long-sleeved T-Shirts and jeans, half-down. He followed in the footsteps of the master. However, just a few meters away, Vlad and Mykola had to stop. Looks like people in a neat suit, who come to block their steps.

“Don't be troublemaking here! Go or we will report to the person in charge of this place!” threaten one of those men.

“Report only. Doesn't matter. That would be better, because we want to talk to your boss,” Vlad said kalem.

“Bos is not here!” jolt the same man. “Now go and get out of this place!”

“You have no right to regulate anything I will do!” vlad lost his patience. “Call your boss and have him meet me here!” his orders are full of emphasis.

“Bos is not here!” jolt the well-dressed man.

“Then you must help me find Altea Miller's whereabouts in this place,” Vlad said calmly.

“Who?” ask the man while frowning.

“Altea Miller is a poor girl. She's the daughter of a drunk and gambling customer here, Herbert Miller. Now meet me with him,” Vlad's word with a dignified attitude.