Chapter 17
*** br I was in awe and slightly scared when we walked into the ceremonial room. It was huge and beautiful! Chandeliers and lights everywhere. Nervous, I tightened my grip on his arm but he didn't react. The place was full and I turned out to be the only black person present. Most people turned to me.
"Let's join the entourage," Anthonio said and we made our way to a table for four where a couple had already occupied two of the seats. br We occupied the two others.
I stared around and suddenly realized something with shock. This whole mission thing was a death trap for me! The boss had sent me to steal from Russians? Most of them, a great majority hated Americans! And were all the same racists! I was a combination of all that they hated! I would die. I gulped realizing the danger. I felt like running away at that instant. I'd been tricked....again! I would leave that place alive! I couldn't back down now.
I stared at the couple seated with us. Anthonio and I greeted them. I was dumbfounded when Anthonio introduced himself in Russian. He spoke that well. How many other languages did he know? What other talent did he hide? br The woman turned to me and spoke. I didn't hear a thing! But I guessed she'd asked my name.
"Um...Anabelle Bulu." I replied.
She nodded at my answer and asked another question.
"Kenya," I replied with another guess. The couple smiled and nodded at me before looking away. Anthonio turned to me and whispered:
"Good job with guessing on her questions."
My first compliment.
"Thanks."
** br Time passed by and nothing important had happened yet. We ate and Anthonio chatted normally with the other couple. If only they knew who he was. At a point, an expensive and dangerous-looking man got on stage and everyone clapped.
"That's your target," Anthonio whispered. I gulped and my gaze dropped to his wrist. He was wearing a silver watch instead. Not a golden one.
"W...where's the watch?" I asked
"They'll show it off later. Play along. Look as normal as possible else they'll immediately notice you."
"A...alright."
Only God could help me now. br The man began to speak in tough Russian which scared the shit out of me. He would speak and people would laugh. Anthonio did not laugh though. He ended his speech and was cheered. The man then finished and joined his wife.
I got confused when everyone stood up. Anthonio too stood up. I got confused and stared at the crowd. Anthonio gave me his hand and I looked at him lost.
"It's time to dance." I stared at him, hesitating "...people will start watching."
"Why should I dance with you? I don't want to." I stated.
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