Daven cursed the heavy rain as he almost slipped on the wet and slippery footpath leading to the cabins porch. He did not expect the sudden downpour of heavy rain because it was sunny when he left at three o'clock in the afternoon. Thanks to his thick jacket, he didn't get too wet when he got off his four-wheel SUV.

Fortunately, there was no perishable food in the two grocery bags he was carrying even though it was wet. The supplies he bought were tightly sealed for a few days of storage. The frozen foods he bought were in a large cooler that was still in the trunk of his car.

He unlocked the door. As soon as he pushed it open, he realized something was wrong with what he had found in the hut. First, the light turned on as a sign that he had turned them off before he left. He was sure there as he was sure he was locking all the doors and windows of the hut.

Michael — a cousin and former colleague of the bureau who owns the hut — said that he would not have to lock the door if he came out for a while. Aside from the fact that the next neighbor is a few kilometers away, no one dares to break into its hut. It is said that the Galvez are well known in that area and the locals respect their clan. Unlike in the city, in the town of Tagaytay, it is said that giving is more fashionable than stealing.

But as he was a former active convert agent of the Federal Bureau of Investigation and now except for being a secret billionaire. He is also a successful bounty hunter so it is difficult to get rid of his praning system when it comes to the security of his surroundings and the place where he is. Just like those hours, all his alarm bells are ringing.

He looked around. He pulled his gun out of his shoulder holster. He thought that the people he was fleeing would no longer be able to catch up with him. After all, the information about her parents' upbringing, Ben and Martha, did not spread.

In his files, he is a purebred Australian and not half-Filipino as his parents recognize him. According to them, she was only five days old when she was given to her by her real mother so it was easily revealed that she was born by Martha while they were cruising. It's good that his eyes are green and his hair is blonde like his father, Ben.

He wondered how people looking for him connected to the place where he was. With all his possible hiding places, those who are looking for him will vaguely think of finding him in the Philippines. Maybe in Mexico because he knows every corner of it so it's easy for him to hide there. The person who is chasing him also knows that he has a long-term plan to go there when he retires as a bounty hunter and does the business that awaits him.

As far as he knew, he had no reason to hide in the Philippines. So when Michael offered him his cabin, he thought it was the safest place to hide. No one can think of looking for him there unless the only person - apart from Michael - who calms his whereabouts is crouching.

He was sure of Michael's loyalty so it was impossible for him to reveal his whereabouts to his intruder. What he doubted was the courage and loyalty of his step-brother Darren. Could it be that the hunter caught him and tortured him so that he told them where he was?

He still insists on telling himself that it is impossible for him to betray him. He clearly threatened him that if he told them where he was, he would let the creditors cut him into pieces instead of helping him to pay the huge amount of money he had lost at the casino.

Although he knew the person who was chasing him was determined and would not do anything to find him, he predicted that he would not kill Darren. Unlike what his creditors can do to him. In both scenarios, his brother would probably prefer to collect his remains.

So now, the question was, who the hell was this intruder?

•

"LIZZY? Where are you?" Keia talks to her cat. She got up from the Jacuzzi and wrapped her body in a big towel.

She was about to reach for another towel she had hung on the towel rack when she glanced at the open bathroom door. She shuddered in a sudden and her eyes widened as she stared at the gun pointed at her. She thinks only of one thing.

She will die virgin!

When she regained consciousness, she reached for the glass bottle of tulip scented liquid soap she had used and threw it at the head of the man holding the gun with all hee might. She caught it.

"Goddamnit!" his loud swearing. He rubbed his forehead with one hand. The man shuddered and lost his balance. He was obviously surprised by what she did. He probably thinks that she will just shout and beg this man not to hurt her.

Well, this man is mistaken for a house breaker. Thanks to her four older brothers. Instead of playing dolls and cooking as a child, learning to fight and kicking got her full attention.

As she grew, she carried that interest. In fact, she accompanied her brothers and cousins when they enrolled in various classes of self-defense class. She cannot say that she is an expert in martial arts but she knows enough to defend herself against anyone who intends to harm her.

"Shit! Why did you—"

Even before he could continue what he was about to say and the gun was pointed at her again, she grabbed the hanging towel and threw it in his face. While the man was busy removing it, she rushed at it immediately. She gave a strong jab to his solar plexus.

"Damnit woman, stop it!" the man exclaimed.

She didn't listen to it instead, she gave him a stronger uppercut to the jaw. The man tried to hold her in her arms but his hands slipped on her wet skin. And suddenly, the man accidentally pulled the towel that was tangled in her body which made them both stunned in surprise.

"Holy fuck!"