The Bodyguard's
The Old Library

Carlo looked squinted. He looked around the workroom again. Just as she was about to crawl inside, Miabella's voice had already restrained the clan leader's movements. Carlo pulled his body back.

“What are you doing there?” ask Miabella. The young lady was already standing near the entrance of the study. He looked astonished by the behavior of the husband who felt unnatural.

“Include and lock the door. Then come here. I think there's something hidden in there, ” said Carlo makes Miabella curious. She did what her husband told her.

After locking the door, Miabella immediately approached in the direction where Carlo was. “What's inside that fireplace, Carlo?” the question was half bent, in order to see into the furnace earlier. There appeared before him a small door that opened on the back wall of the furnace. “What room is in it?” Miabella scrunched her forehead.

“Because I have to check now,” Carlo said. “You wait here. If I'm not back in half an hour, then go and call your father or Grigori here,” Carlo's message.

“What the fuck are you? Your words make me ...” Miabella did not continue her sentence, because suddenly Carlo kissed the young woman's forehead and lips. “Alright,” continued Mia's eldest daughter. With a face filled with anxious expectations, Miabella stared at her husband into the furnace with the back wall open earlier. “Be careful, Carlo,” the message.

Carlo, who had entered, could no longer give an answer. He crawled in a very narrow hallway and only enough for one person. A small hallway that is not how long, because not long ago Carlo has found the end. He jumped from there, which turned out to be a hole in the wall of the room.

For a moment Carlo was glued while circulating his gaze around the room with an area of about seventy square meters. At the edge, there are four pillars that are not too big. While right in the middle of the room there was a pillar that was much larger in size and looked unusual.

However, before approaching the pillar, Carlo first surrounded a spacious room that turned out to be a library. Around the wall, there is a glass cabinet containing thousands of books. However, it was a pity because the place looked very dirty and unkempt. It seemed, the library was a secret place that not everyone knew about.

“Bella!” The sound of Carlo's exclamation crept through the walls of the small hallway he had passed by, echoing until it reached the ears of Miabella who was waiting by the fireplace. “Do you want to come here, Cara Mia?” pick up the guy then.

Hearing such an offer, Miabella immediately entered without a second thought. He crawled like Carlo did, until he arrived at the end with a hole. “Carlo!” call Miabella. Hearing the call, Carlo immediately approached the hole in the wall earlier. He helped his wife to get down. Just like Carlo, Miabella also seemed so amazed by the place. “Very many books, Carlo.” Miabella kept her eyes out.

“I think this place is a private library. However, either belonged to my father or my great-grandfather. One thing for sure I was very amazed to see it,” said Carlo amazed. “We just need to clean this room to make it look much more comfortable.”

“Yes, you're right. Looks like this place has been abandoned for a long time,” timpal Miabella. “Are you sure you can find something here?” The young woman turned to her husband with a doubtful look.

“Hopefully there is something we can get here, even though it is just a little bit of information.” Carlo walked over to one of the glass cabinets, then opened it. Instantly, the man moved away while covering his mouth and nose due to the flying dust. “A lot of dust. Careful, Cara mia. You're allergic to dust,” Carlo's message reminds Miabella who is indeed just standing glued. The young lady dared not touch anything.

Some time Carlo opened a glass cabinet containing thousands of books. He also checked several tables and drawers. But there's nothing meaningful there. After all, because the place is not maintained at all, so not a few books are destroyed because they are consumed by age.

“Nothing can ... What are you doing, my dear?” Carlo approaches Miabella. The young lady seemed to be observing something on the large pillar in the middle of the room.

The couple looked at each other for a moment. “Please get the phone in the back pocket,” ask Carlo on Miabella. After the young woman took it, the head of the Red Wolf Clan then told his beloved wife to light a flashlight and point it into the large pillar earlier. Inside, there was a green iron box.

“Take it and check the contents, Carlo,” tell Miabella to slow down who looks curious and also impatient. Carlo did it immediately. After all, without being told, he really intended to reach inside to take out the iron box earlier.

The iron box was not too big. The condition began to rust on some parts, although it still looked very sturdy. On the front, there are hardpoints to lock. However, it was fortunate that the box was not fitted with a padlock, so Carlo was able to open it easily.

Inside the iron box, there were two leather-bound books in brown. From the model alone, it was obvious how old the book was. Carlo took one of the two books and opened it.

On the first page, Carlo finds a note written by hand in Russian. The handsome blue-eyed man had read what was there. The writing seems to be made by Nikolai, because on the top line there is a date and also the year when the writing was made.

“This book belongs to my father,” said Carlo glanced for a moment at Miabella.

“What did he write there?” the young woman asked curiously.

“My father told me about his two close friends .. ah, apparently he used to be in the military.” Carlo glanced back at his wife, before continuing to read. “My father has two close friends namely Piotr Rylov and Roderyk Lenkov,” he continued.

“They studied at the same military school. See this, How mia.” Carlo showed the book to his wife. “It looks like this is my father's diary. Apparently he is someone who is quite melancholy.” The beautiful man laughed until his eyes narrowed.

“Hm is very similar to you,” replied Miabella while reaching for a piece of photo, which was attached to the page of the book earlier. Miabella then brought the object closer to her face. “Definitely your father who is in the middle,” he said as he continued to observe the black and white portrait that looks outdated. Miabella then flipped the photo over and found Nikolai's handwriting. “What is this?” ask Carlo while offering the photo.

“That's just my father's name and the names of his two best friends,” Carlo replied.

The more curious, they also open sheet by sheet until they arrive at the end. There is a graffiti drawing of a tombstone with the name Piotr Rylov and a long inscription accompanying the picture below.

“What is this written by your father, Carlo?” Miabella asked again with a very curious look.

Carlo did not immediately answer. He continued to pay attention to the writing earlier, then narrowed his eyes. A moment later, Charles turned his attention to the wife who was next to him. “Looks like my father kept one big secret,” thought Carlo slowly and half muttered.