BLUE'S POV

I watch his moves, his mannerisms, he would fiddle his fingers, or tilt his head to something that caught his attention.

It is indeed ASH.

My heart is beating fast as well, I am certain about this. Why is he here? Is he working here as a hooker as well? What happened to him when I left?

I walked towards him, I saw his order, pink cocktail, just light drink huh, he probably doesn't want to be drunk at this early.

"Care for a harder drink?" I offered.

I saw him gawk at me. Did he remember me?

"Ahmm, sorry. I gotta go." he abruptly got up and attempts to leave, but I pull his arm closer.

He changed big time.

He's not the kid that used to get bullied back then in the orphanage.

He looks even more beautiful.

"You don't remember me..." I suddenly state the obvious.

"Let me go." he tried to wiggle his arm.

"Ash.. Ayiesha.." I smiled at him.

His mouth gape open and close,
Ah, Damn that rosy jelly like lips.

"How did you know my name?!"

"Because it's been a part of me." I showed him the bracelet that I had made for the two of us before. The other pair was with him.

When he saw the bracelet, he shook his head repeatedly, like he couldn't accept it.
And he can't believe it. He even looks at me from head to toe.

"B-blue.. Is that really you?" His voice quivered. He looks like he will cry.

I cupped his face with my hands.
"Ssshh, my baby didn't change at all. You're still a crybaby."

He jolted when I pulled him for a tight hug, but it only took seconds, and he hugged me back, and he cried on my shoulder.

I caress his back.
"Shh, Ash.. That's enough already, for 19 years that we didn't see each other .. You will shower me with your tears."

"Idiot, I'm just so happy."
He said after he let go of me and got a tissue to wipe his tears.

"How are you?" I held his free hand.

He pauses for a bit, like he thinks first about what he will answer me.

"I'm fine, a professional pigeon that flies at night, Gay version." he laugh bitterly.
"How about you? How are you in the past years?"

Should I say my work? I think no.
I don't want him to be suspicious or be afraid of my work.

"Just arrived from the States. " There .. I chose to lie.

"Really? That's explains why you're spokening in dollars. Treat me.. Come on, it's like we are not friends before."

I look at the bartender.
"I'll pay everything he orders."

"Ahm, Blue... I really want to hang out with you, but it's time to work, and our boss will arrive any time now. We need to attend to him."

Attend? Does that fucking pervert a cripple? I hiss on my mind.

But still I nod at him and give him my private calling card.
"Call me anytime you want to, you know, to make up the lost times."

He smiled at me and he accepted the card, he even slipped it inside his chest.
"Thank you, see you around?"

"I'll look forward to it. Can I hug you again Ash? I-i just really miss you so much."

He nodded while he wrap his arms on my waist and lean his head on my shoulder.

"I miss you too Blue.. Next time, you owe me a story on how your life goes on."

I smiled a bit. "Me too Ash, you owe me a lot of stories."

He let go of me because I didn't bother to move. Even before when we were young, I like the feeling of him being close to me.
Now that I saw him again, That feeling is slowly coming back.

He wave at me and walk away.
I don't want him to leave yet, but he's working and the main reason why we are here was our mission. I don't want to be distracted.

I felt guilty, If I look for him back then, he isn't probably working in this shitty place.

If ever, Dad allowed me before.. If ever..
But this is not the time to regret.

I roam my sight around, the bar is spacious and wide, there's a lot of patrons chitchatting around. There's still no trace of that pervert senator.

I watch Yngrid's moves,
She act like a pro, like a real prostitute.

Not long enough, the women gathered on the bar entrance, I saw Ash was one of them. I saw Yngrid making sign in her fingers. She can't use mouthpiece that was patch in our clothes she might got caught.

'The senator is here'

I nodded at her.

I check my gun that I slip on my shoes.
I easily get inside by the help of Yngrid, she lured the bouncer guards in the entrance.

She sign again.

'He is picking.'

I nodded again.

So that old pervert is doing like this every night, a mini selection. Gross.
I feel my blood boil.

Not long enough, Yngrid and Ash were holding on to the arms of the senator.
They had been chosen.

I'm waiting for Yngrid's call.

But a few minutes later, The occupants of the second room that serves as a mini hotel, run down the stairs, shouting and scared.

I slowly get my gun, and climb up the stairs while looking around.

The hookers are running away through the different exits, my eyes looks for Ash.
I caught a glimpse of his back, he's with the other hookers running through the exit.

I open the first room and I saw Yngrid, lying on the bed, unconscious.  I checked her pulse, she's alive.

And the senator was on the floor. Dead.

I inspect his body but his face is covered with a handkerchief with a sunflower and sun embroidery.

I felt the frustration.
Why does I didn't notice??

'You're testing my patience Kana'

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Note : a pigeon that flies at night, or a pigeon that flies low are a phrase or metaphor words for a "PROSTITUTE"
in my own language we call it
"kalapating mababa ang lipad."
(I am not saying this to judge those people who works as one. We do not know their story, remember this is just for clarification. Don't come at me.)