It was around 3:45 am on the clock. Cleyn could hear Rolkin snoring like a bear growling. Suddenly, he heard whispers again. He stood up, fixed his clothing and went near the window.
"Do you think the task is done?" a male whispered. It was a thin voice.
"Yeah, after all. It was part of the plan to disturb his mental sanity." This time it was a female whisper. The tone was quite sadistic.
"Sure thing, hope we get a bonus after that kill." murmured the male, with a laugh.
"Yeah honey, I want my bonus aswell." The female spoke in a seducing tone.
"The kind of promotion you want, I will pay you 10x of that." Cleyn muttered to himself.
The whispers were very clear to Cleyn because he was wearing the voco transmitter.
It was a product that Blayne designed, it had two basic purposes. One of it was to hear any voice behind closed doors. Secondly, it could detect any bombs in an area with its wave tracking trackeometer. For the extra, it could be used to convey a message to a friend or partner through bud signals if one of them had problems contacting with the phones.
Cleyn stood there to listen the convo furthermore but he got a blink that things were getting hotter around there. They were minutes away from getting intimate, as he heard warm smooches coming from their breaths.
The phone started to ring again.
"Not again, this....dude won't stop." The male voice said in an aggressive way.
"Its okay baby, answer the call. We got the whole night to do things." Female said in a low tone.
"Alright babygirl." The male said, picking up the phone.
"Are you planning to move out today or tomorrow?" The voice yapped from the phone.
"We might move out tomorrow in the afternoon. All okay?" The male responded, twisting his neck.
"I have got reports that Carter Cleyn was seen last night in this area, around Blayne's property. It would be better that you two leave today at noon." The voice yapped again, this time with a break.
"Alright big guy. Can we discuss this in the morning?" Male voice murmured in a quite disappointed and tired voice.
"Don't consider contacting again. We would be changing our contacts and whereabouts." The caller said in an enraged tone and continued, "We only sent you to complete Task-0962NR. The spidler is still not found, do consider searching it aswell."
With this, the phone call got cut. The male agressively punched the table. There was a loud noise. Even Cleyn thought he broke something.
"This idiot....would never let us live peacefully." Male started to shout, so loudly that Cleyn could hear him clearly.
"Leave that out honey. Lets head straight to the bed. I will make things easier for you." The female said in a seducing way.
"Okay bae." The male said in a seducing tone aswell.
"Do we really need to do this? We need to book the tickets for the flight first." The female said in a slow and calm tone.
"We could do that after 9am baby. Lets just get a solid 2-3 rounds right now." The male responded in the same tone.
"Okay sweetheart." The female said in a soothing tone again.
Cleyn now felt the intimate part start again. He never was fond of enjoying that as a cuckold but he was listening closely expecting a bit of small clue for more information to get to the bottom of this.
Soon in a short interval, there were no further talks just the squeaking sound of a bed. It felt that the bed was pretty old for that sort of activity. Now, Cleyn could only hear the vowel sounds or moans which every couple make whether human or animal.
He took off the poco from his ear as he was not interested to get those sounds but put it there on the wall, with the voice automator feature applied. That feature was something which would only translate when there was an exchange of words and cancel out the rest of the noise.
Cleyn stood there for a while, remembering the words mentioned on the phone call.
"Task-0962NR"
"Spidler"
"Hmm, what could it possibly me?" Cleyn started talking to himself.
Cleyn started looking for a possible map of the city. To his look, he found a map wrapped up in dust in the lounge of Rolkin. Cleyn cleared up the dust and started looking for the clue.
"Is 0962 supposed to be a street? What if it's a home address? Maybe it's the number of a automobile?" Cleyn came up with many questions in his mind.
He unfolded the map on the dining table and started to search for the number "0962."
Cleyn almost searched for a solid ten minutes with more questions rising in his mind, "What does NR mean? It might be the abbreviation of a city or a person."
"NR? maybe it stands for....."
"New Rixon City..."
"Neylon Roxert"
"Nelton Roltz"
Cleyn started whispering all these to himself because those were the most controversial things which he had heard of during the headlines.
He started searching more carefully, trying to find a trace of NR aswell now. Also discussing the elephant in the room, he thought of the "Spidler."
"This damn spidler is a riddle too." Cleyn muttered to himself, scratching his chin. He tried solving it aswell but due to the lack of sleep, it all went in vain.
Cleyn looked at the clock, it was around 4:20am, the time for the execution of his plan. He tried to relocate, taking the map alongside him. He reloaded his gun, fixed his knife and picked up the poco. The poco didn't detect anything much except for the extreme banging in term of backshots.
"This bitch lives in LDR or what? Bro is only programmed for bed." Cleyn whispered to himself, fixing his boots and opening the window.
He placed the poco on his ear, reshifting the focus to hear a clear info. He went out of the window very slowly and closed it in the same way so that Rolkin's sleep don't break.
Cleyn was happy to see an attached balcony.
Without any second thoughts,he directly leaped into there and rolled up in a sitting position. He could still hear the cracking sound inside. He checked his phone and saw a message which put a big smile on his face.
The Driver had responded 5 mins ago with a text "I would be there in a short while and don't worry Mr Blayne is no where to be seen. I guess he left early for some other place."
"I will give you the remaining backshots u crave for babygirl." Cleyn murmered to himself, trying to peak.
Slowly & gradually, he opened the window with his knife. He knew nobody was paying any attention to him but he was wrong. There was a phone call again but the two diabolical horny heads had no interest to pick that up.
Cleyn somehow entered the house and immediately took up the phone. He could do so because both the phones were placed on the table near the window.
"It says....PAC-1" Cleyn whispered, looking closely at the surroundings & directly calling his driver in the process [through the poco].
He picked up the call but didn't say anything.
In less than 10 seconds, a voice started yapping often in a grunting tone, "You both need to STEP OUT....it's an emergency. Carter Cleyn has reportedly been traced nearby your apartment."
"HELLO, HELLO, HELLO....DO U HEAR ME??? HELLO.." The caller yapped again in panic, expecting a reply.
Cleyn passed a small smile to himself and responded in a low pitch, "We have left the area, sooner than before. We are about to board a flight directly."
The voice came back with a short pause, "Thats some good news. I will see you guys tomorrow at 2pm. Good luck with that."
The phone call immediately got cut.
Cleyn glanced closely towards the bedroom and muttered again, "I wish people had luck when they got under my radar."
Cleyn stood closely near the door but didn't hear much except the babytalks and the vowels stating "Ohh yeah baby, go harder, Yes Yes."
Cleyn called the Driver and asked, "Have you reached Room 301?"
Driver responded in a humorous way, "Sir you started banging without even telling me, be slow with it, I miss my wife now."
Cleyn had a small grin and said, "You corny blud. Its about time we deliver some backshots of our own on these two nasty assess."
"Sir, you never told me you were Bi-. It's okay choice matters but it would be a bad case if your wife saw you banging a man considering you are a straight man as well" Driver said, twisting his fingers.
"Stop with these jokes, take your position and don't let anyone escape." Cleyn said, trying to control his laughter.
"I am ready but seems like somebody else is not." Driver said, taking his cane out.
"Alright, be positioned. Drop it when I make this sound." Cleyn snapped his fingers in such a way it gave a clear signal for entry.
"Well...sure sir. But be clear, these other sounds are distracting me too bad." Driver said, trying to read the surroundings.
"I will give you a long vacation, remake it with her." Cleyn said, joking around aswell.
"Thankyou sir." Driver said with a chuckle.
"OAO" Cleyn said, moving towards the bedroom.
"OAO" Driver responded as soon as possible.
Cleyn went more closer towards the door, only to see that it was open. A dim lightening struck half of his face. It was a reddish light, giving a warm vibe.
It was the only clean room of the house, the rest of the house including the dining area was a complete mess.
Cleyn dropped a vase placed near the door, and disappeared in darkness of the other room.
The vowels stopped. The bed got relieved.
"Ahh..Ahhh stop. I heard something."The female moaned, with a look at the door.
"It doesn't matter at the moment, stop distracting me." The male responded with a light moan as well.
"What if it's an intruder?" The female said with a low voice, trying to push the dude away.
"Come back here, I ain't done." The male said with a sharp voice.
"I will be back in a while, let me see who broke in." The female said, wearing only the slippers.
"It must be the wind, baby. Come back right here." The male said with a low shrill, looking at the door aswell.
Cleyn saw a curvy figure step outside the room but he couldn't make a move because when the lights of the lounge were turned on, he saw that there were no clothes.
Cleyn was not sure how he would arrest them. He started thinking about a different plan now. A good plan started running inside his head.
He quickly texted the Driver, "Get a waiter. Pay him a little amount and tell them to bring two cups of tea with some toast and jam."
"Sir, but I would prefer eating an egg." Driver texted back, going immediately towards the waiter.
"Antokio [Name of the Driver] this is not for us, it's part of the plan." Cleyn texted back immediately, looking around.
He saw that now both the naked figures were roaming around in the house with the dude trying to bang her in any way possible with her continously pushing him away.
"Okay sir, wouldn't it be better that we directly arrest them and serve them with a fresh breakfast in our base?" Antokio said, reaching a waiter.
"I am looking for another way around, I can't arrest naked beings. It would be a shame for me." Cleyn responded quickly, fixing his hair.
"Alright sir, if the body is a solid 10/10. Take the opportunity." Driver Antokio said, trying to pat the waiter.
"I don't want to get divorced. If you want to, I would let you arrest them right now." Cleyn said, with a pun aswell.
"Nah man, my wife is cute and I have no intentions to leave her." Antokio responded.
He told the waiter about what Cleyn ordered him to do so. It was noted down and in a short interval, the waiter came back with the order. Antokio decided to add his own spice in the plan.
He took the waiter to the corner and told him, with a reasssuring voice that the Room 301 belonged to one of his best friend and that he wanted to prank him by wearing the waiter's outfit. The waiter was confused but to regain his assurity, he allowed him to recheck his complete body [indicating that he was not carrying any arms or weapons]. Antokio also gave him the ID card and the driving license.
Antokio then wore the outfit of the waiter along with a mask. He picked up the order and knocked directly on the door.
Both the moving bodies in the room became still & stood shocked, thinking about who would knock at such hour.
Without any further thoughts, both of them starting dressing themselves. The dude quickly wore his t shirt and shorts, the lady rushed towards the bathroom. Cleyn now slowly stood up because the moment he was waiting for this long was about to take place.
He opened the door upon the 6th knock.
"What is it?" The male voice said in a sharp voice.
"The breakfast u ordered sir." Antokio, said with a warm tone.
"I didn't order any bloody breakfast." The male yapped, fixing his shirt.
"The order was made from this room." Antokio showed him the order receipt.
"But, But....HOW? Who ordered this? Are we surrounded by an unfamiliar personality?" The male muttered.
"Sir, would you let me in or should I directly give it to you?" Antokio said with the same low tone.
"Ahm...yeah sure. Come in and place it on the dinning table." The male whispered, closing the door behind.
Cleyn snapped his fingers twice.