“I see lots of people. I’m a very s

“I see lots of people. I’m a very sought-after gentleman. Hard to keep track of who I do and don’t see.” He sat slouched on a broken couch. She made out the shape of a gun under the worn cotton of his pants.
“Please.” She held out the hundred-dollar bill Lucian gave her. “I only want to find Pearl.”
She never let Damien know Pearl was her mother. While they may have resembled one another at some point, those days were long over. Giving a man like Damien that sort of information only gave him more power.
He took the money and eased back in his seat. Feigning disinterest, he flipped back the sheet over the boarded window. Through the small cut-away space she saw the limo. They’d been gone about a minute.
“You’re rollin’ with a new kinda crowd now, eh, Scout? I’m thinking you could do a little better than this if you really wanted my attention. Why don’t you run on out there and ask your sugar daddy for some more money and I’ll help you find Pearl.
“Here, you piece of shit,” Parker said, tossing another two hundred on Damien’s lap. “Now tell us if you saw her.”
Damien picked up the money and tsked slowly. The girl in the corner moaned. The smell was getting to Evelyn and she felt like she was going to pass out if she didn’t get into some fresh air quick.
“I don’t recall inviting you in, boy. Why don’t you step outside so me and Scout here can have us a chat?”
“Not on your life.”
Damien’s lip lifted as if it were attached to a fishing hook. He laughed. “Ah, or maybe on yours.”
“Parker, go wait in the car.”
“Are you insane?” Parker hissed.
“Better do as she says . . . Parker.”
“I’m not leaving you here. You have about one minute before I’m the least of your problems so I suggest you talk.”
Damien sat up, his hand going to his waist. “What’s going on, Scout? Who’s in the limo?”
“No one. No one who wants any trouble. Look, Damien, please just tell me if you’ve seen Pearl and we’ll leave. If I’m not out of here within a minute, you’ll have company I know you don’t want. Just tell me what I paid you for and we’ll go.”
His bloodshot eyes narrowed. He seemed to be weighing his options. Unwanted company led to gunshots, which led to the police, which led to trouble for everyone. “A’ight. She was here first thing this morning. Bought her usual shit and left, just like you and boy wonder are gonna do right now.”
She nodded, a thousand knives tearing at her heart. There went her mother’s sobriety.
They left the house just as Lucian was getting out of the limo. She drew in a breath of fresh air that was hardly fresh. Everything around that place smelled of decay.
She quickly walked to the limo.
“Did you find out anything?”
“She bought heroin this morning. That means she’s not far. If I know my mom, she went to the first dark corner she could find to get high.”
The three of them turned and looked at the three-story Victorian. She was most likely in there.
Evelyn suddenly couldn’t move. All of her life she’d had this despicable vision of finding her mother dead. Each time she knew Pearl had gotten high she feared it would be that moment come to life.
Chances were they’d find her all doped up, she wouldn’t recognize any of them, and they’d be carrying her like a screaming banshee out of there. But the little girl in her, the one who many times tried and failed to wake her doped-up mom, feared that wasn’t the worst they could find.
Dugan appeared and handed Lucian a gun. Fuck, things were getting out of hand. “I’ll go look for her and come get you if I find her,” she said.
Lucian nodded at Dugan in some sort of code. She looked up as Dugan’s large shadow blocked the sun. The chauffeur stepped close. “I’m sorry, Evelyn.”
She squinted at him. “What?” He grabbed her and she jerked, unsure why he was suddenly restraining her, but his grip was too strong.
Lucian turned to her. “Parker and I will go in while you wait here.”
“What? No! I’m going in. It’s my mother.” He was already walking away. “Dugan, let go of me!”
“It’s for your own safety, Ms. Keats.” He dragged her to the limo and she struggled as he shoved and shut her inside. Her fingers jammed against the handle as the safety locks engaged. She smacked her palms against the glass and screamed. “Let me out!”
There were dangerous, rotted places in the house that wouldn’t hold the weight of two grown men. Parker wouldn’t know where those spots were hidden because he never went in there.
She abandoned the door, scurried across the carpeted floor, and climbed over the front seat. Her fingers shook as she found the main controls and unlocked the door, wrenching it open. Dugan cursed and grabbed her. His fingers bit into her arms and tears rushed to her eyes.
“You don’t understand! I have to go with them!”
“I’m sorry,” was all he said as he refused to let her go.
She struggled, urgent concern choking her. “Please, Dugan. He could get hurt. They could both get hurt.”
“I’m sure they’ll be back in a few minutes. Why don’t you get back in the car?”
She nodded in defeat and turned to face the building. The cracked foundation and hollow windows were weathered beyond repair. Drawing in a deep breath, she winced, fully admitting to herself she was crazy, turned, and slammed her knee in Dugan’s groin.
He buckled like she predicted and released her arm. “I’m sorry,” she called over her shoulder.
As she raced into the building, the chauffeur wheezed her name. Her feet kept moving. The stench just inside the door was rancid. Her eyes adjusted to the sooty darkness. Floors that hadn’t seen the light of day in years were covered with a slippery layer of dust marked with footprints.
Trash littered the perimeter, and floorboards whined under her weight. Moving quickly, knowing just where to put her feet from force of long habit, she listened for where Lucian might be.
A thick banister lined the broken steps. Peeking in the large rooms on the first floor, junkies lazed here and there, mostly stoned out of their minds and uncaring of her presence. She didn’t see Lucian or Parker, which meant they’d likely already searched those rooms for Pearl.
Taking the stairs, she carefully placed her steps. At the top, she knew to avoid a soft patch of floor. Remnants from a demolition that had started long ago and never completed were piled in the middle of the largest room on the second floor. As welcome as a beam of light would be, whenever the sun pressed through a crack, it only drew her attention to how putrid this place really was.
Something shattered beneath the weight of her rubber-soled shoe, small and narrow like a crack pipe. Steady footsteps sounded behind her, echoing with heavy breath. She rushed around the pile of nails, wood, and wire, in search of Pearl or Lucian.
The low baritone of male voices drew her attention. Lucian’s broad shoulders filled the doorway of what was likely once a bedroom.
“Jesus, don’t let that be her . . .” he whispered.
“I’ll go check,” Parker said and Lucian stilled him before he entered the room to inspect whatever they were staring at.
“She’s looking at us.”
Evelyn stilled. There was something so wrong with that statement. Her blood ran cold and her limbs trembled. Her sense of speech disappeared as she watched Lucian’s expression. Her mother was dead. She had to be dead. Why did he look like that?
Halting footsteps echoed behind her, then someone grabbed her arm and she screamed. Dugan held her with unbreakable strength.
Lucian pivoted and his face contorted with outrage. “Get her out of here!”
Words she couldn’t decipher were said and voices rose. Parker stepped out of sight and that’s when everything stopped moving in slow motion and picked up double time.
There was a horrible creak and Lucian turned. He shouted and Dugan ran, albeit with a hunching gait, after Lucian. Evelyn chased after Dugan, who blocked her way. She wedged her body into the room just as Parker’s body lost balance. The house moaned like a burg slamming into the earth from a thousand miles away. Lucian threw out his arms and Parker skidded across the floor. The noise became deafening and suddenly the floor collapsed, a cloud of dust and rotted wood particles rising in its place.
As the gaping hole came into view, every nerve ending tensed and she screamed at the top of her lungs. He was gone.
“Lucian!”
Dugan restrained her as she kicked and screamed, fully prepared to fall into hell after him. As the dust settled, her frantic eyes landed on her mother’s face. She wasn’t blinking. With all this dust, she wasn’t moving, and a trail of dried blood trailing from her discolored mouth matted with the dirt falling through the air.
It was too much. With superhuman strength, she threw Dugan off of her and rushed down the stairs, twisting her ankle on the broken step along the way.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

"Saya melihat banyak orang. Saya seorang pria yang sangat dicari. Sulit untuk melacak yang saya lakukan dan tidak melihat." Dia duduk slouched di sofa rusak. Dia membuat keluar bentuk senjata di bawah dipakai kapas celana nya."Please." Dia mengulurkan seratus-dolar Lucian memberinya. "Saya hanya ingin menemukan Pearl."Dia tidak pernah membiarkan Damien tahu Pearl ibunya. Sementara mereka mungkin mirip satu sama lain di beberapa titik, hari-hari yang panjang di atas. Memberikan orang seperti Damien informasi semacam itu hanya memberinya kekuasaan yang lebih besar.Dia mengambil uang dan menyelinap kembali di tempat duduknya. Pura-Pura tertarik, ia membalik kembali lembar atas jendela naik. Melalui ruang cut-jauhnya kecil dia melihat limusin. Mereka telah pergi sekitar satu menit."Anda Rollin dengan kerumunan agak baru sekarang, eh, Pramuka? Saya berpikir Anda bisa melakukan sedikit lebih baik daripada ini jika Anda benar-benar ingin perhatian saya. Mengapa Anda tidak berjalan di luar sana dan meminta ayah gula uang lebih banyak dan saya akan membantu Anda menemukan mutiara."Di sini, Anda sepotong omong kosong," Parker mengatakan, melemparkan lain dua ratus pada putaran Damien. "Sekarang memberitahu kami jika Anda melihatnya."Damien mengambil uang dan tsked perlahan-lahan. Gadis di sudut mengerang. Bau mulai untuk Evelyn dan dia merasa seperti dia akan pingsan jika dia tidak masuk ke dalam udara segar cepat."Saya tidak ingat mengundang Anda dalam, anak laki-laki. Mengapa tidak Anda melangkah di luar sehingga saya dan Pramuka di sini dapat memiliki kami mengobrol?""Tidak dalam hidup Anda."Damien bibir mengangkat seolah-olah itu melekat kail memancing. Dia tertawa. "Ah, atau mungkin pada Anda.""Parker, menunggu pergi di dalam mobil.""Apakah Anda gila?" Parker mendesis."Lebih baik lakukan apa katanya... Parker.""Aku tidak akan meninggalkan Anda di sini. Anda memiliki sekitar satu menit sebelum saya sedikit masalah Anda sehingga saya menyarankan Anda berbicara."Damien duduk, tangan-Nya akan pinggangnya. "Apa yang terjadi, Pramuka? Siapakah di limusin?""Tidak ada satu. Tidak ada orang yang menginginkan masalah apapun. Lihat, Damien, hanya tolong katakan padaku jika Anda telah melihat Pearl dan kita akan berangkat. Jika saya tidak keluar dari sini berjalan, Anda akan memiliki perusahaan yang aku tahu tidak Anda inginkan. Hanya memberitahu saya apa yang saya dibayar Anda dan kami akan pergi."Matanya merah mempersempit. Dia tampaknya menimbang pilihannya. Perusahaan yang tidak diinginkan menyebabkan suara tembakan, yang mengarah ke polisi, yang menyebabkan masalah bagi semua orang. "A'ight. Dia adalah di sini hal pertama pagi ini. Membelikan biasa kotoran dan kiri, hanya seperti Anda dan keajaiban boy akan lakukan sekarang."Dia mengangguk, seribu pisau merobek hatinya. Sana pergi ibunya ketenangan.Mereka meninggalkan rumah seperti Lucian adalah keluar dari limusin. Dia menarik di menghirup udara segar itu hampir tidak segar. Segala sesuatu di sekitar tempat itu berbau pembusukan.Dia dengan cepat berjalan menuju limusin."Apakah Anda menemukan sesuatu?""Dia membeli heroin pagi ini. Yang berarti dia tidak jauh. Jika saya tahu ibuku, dia pergi ke sudut gelap pertama dia bisa menemukan untuk mendapatkan tinggi. "Mereka berbalik dan memandang Victoria bertingkat tiga. Dia adalah kemungkinan di sana.Evelyn tiba-tiba tidak bisa bergerak. Semua hidupnya ia punya visi keji ini menemukan ibunya yang mati. Setiap kali dia tahu Pearl sudah tinggi dia takut itu akan menjadi yang saat ini datang untuk hidup.Kemungkinannya adalah mereka akan menemukannya semua terkotori, dia tidak akan mengenali salah satu dari mereka, dan mereka akan membawa dia seperti banshee berteriak keluar dari sana. Tapi gadis kecil dalam dirinya, yang berkali-kali mencoba dan gagal untuk membangunkan ibunya dikotori-up, takut itu bukan yang terburuk yang bisa mereka temukan.Dugan muncul dan menyerahkan Lucian pistol. Fuck, hal-hal yang semakin keluar dari tangan. "Aku akan pergi mencarinya dan datang mendapatkan Anda jika saya menemukan dia," katanya.Lucian mengangguk di Dugan semacam kode. Dia melihat sebagai bayangan besar Dugan's memblokir matahari. Sopir melangkah dekat. "Saya minta maaf, Evelyn."Dia menyipit kepadanya. "Apa?" Ia meraih dan ia tersentak, tidak yakin mengapa ia tiba-tiba adalah menahan dia, tapi pegangannya adalah terlalu kuat.Lucian menoleh kepadanya. "Parker dan saya akan pergi di sementara Anda menunggu di sini.""Apa? Tidak! Aku akan. Itu adalah ibu saya." Ia sudah berjalan pergi. "Dugan, melepaskan saya!""Itu adalah untuk keselamatan Anda sendiri, Ms. Keats." Dia menyeret dirinya ke limusin dan ia berjuang ketika ia mendorong dan menutup dirinya di dalam. Jari-jarinya macet melawan pegangan sebagai kunci pengaman terlibat. Dia berbau nya palms terhadap kaca dan menjerit. "Biarkan aku!"Ada berbahaya, membusuk tempat di rumah yang tidak akan tahan berat dua orang dewasa. Parker tidak akan tahu mana tempat tersembunyi karena dia tidak pernah pergi sana.Dia meninggalkan pintu, bergegas di lantai berkarpet, dan memanjat kursi depan. Jari-jarinya mengguncang ketika ia menemukan kontrol utama dan membuka pintu, menyayat itu terbuka. Dugan mengutuk dan menyambar. Jari sedikit ke dalam tangan dan air mata bergegas ke matanya."Anda tidak mengerti! Aku harus pergi dengan mereka!""Saya minta maaf," adalah semua katanya karena ia menolak untuk membiarkan dia pergi.Dia berjuang, mendesak keprihatinan tersedak padanya. "Tolong, Dugan. Dia bisa terluka. Mereka berdua bisa terluka.""Saya yakin mereka akan kembali dalam beberapa menit. Mengapa tidak Anda mendapatkan kembali di dalam mobil?"Dia mengangguk dalam kekalahan dan berbalik menghadapi bangunan. Dasar yang retak dan windows berongga yang cuaca luar perbaikan. Menggambar di napas dalam-dalam, dia meringis, sepenuhnya mengakui kepada dirinya sendiri dia adalah gila, berubah, dan membanting lututnya di Dugan di selangkangan.Ia lemas seperti dia meramalkan dan dirilis lengannya. "Saya minta maaf," ia disebut atas bahunya.Ketika ia berlari ke dalam bangunan, sopir wheezed namanya. Kakinya terus bergerak. Bau hanya di dalam pintu adalah tengik. Matanya disesuaikan dengan kegelapan yang kotor. Lantai yang tidak melihat cahaya hari dalam tahun ditutupi dengan lapisan licin debu yang ditandai dengan jejak kaki.Sampah berserakan perimeter, dan lantai merengek di bawah berat badannya. Bergerak cepat, mengetahui hanya tempat untuk meletakkan kakinya dari kekuatan kebiasaan lama, ia mendengarkan untuk mana Lucian mungkin.Banister tebal berjajar langkah-langkah yang rusak. Mengintip di kamar-kamar yang besar di lantai pertama, pecandu ketiga di sana-sini, sebagian besar dilempari batu dari pikiran mereka dan tidak peduli dari kehadirannya. Dia tidak melihat Lucian atau Parker, yang berarti mereka mungkin sudah mencari kamar untuk Pearl.Mengambil tangga, dia dengan hati-hati diletakkan langkah-langkah. Di bagian atas, dia tahu untuk menghindari patch lembut lantai. Sisa dari pembongkaran yang telah dimulai sejak lama dan tidak pernah selesai dihimpun di tengah ruangan terbesar di lantai. Sebagai Selamat datang sebagai seberkas cahaya akan, setiap kali Matahari ditekan melalui celah, itu hanya menarik perhatian pada bagaimana busuk tempat ini benar-benar adalah.Sesuatu yang hancur di bawah berat nya bersol karet Sepatu, kecil dan sempit seperti pipa retak. Mantap jejak terdengar di belakangnya, bergema dengan napas berat. Dia bergegas di sekitar tumpukan paku, kayu, dan kawat, untuk mencari mutiara atau Lucian.Baritone rendah suara-suara laki-laki menarik perhatiannya. Lucian di bahu luas penuh pintu yang dulunya kemungkinan sebuah kamar tidur."Yesus, jangan biarkan hal itu menjadi..." ia berbisik."Aku akan pergi memeriksa," kata Parker dan Lucian ditenangkan oleh dia sebelum dia memasuki ruang untuk memeriksa apa pun yang mereka sedang menatap.“She’s looking at us.”Evelyn stilled. There was something so wrong with that statement. Her blood ran cold and her limbs trembled. Her sense of speech disappeared as she watched Lucian’s expression. Her mother was dead. She had to be dead. Why did he look like that?Halting footsteps echoed behind her, then someone grabbed her arm and she screamed. Dugan held her with unbreakable strength.Lucian pivoted and his face contorted with outrage. “Get her out of here!”Words she couldn’t decipher were said and voices rose. Parker stepped out of sight and that’s when everything stopped moving in slow motion and picked up double time.There was a horrible creak and Lucian turned. He shouted and Dugan ran, albeit with a hunching gait, after Lucian. Evelyn chased after Dugan, who blocked her way. She wedged her body into the room just as Parker’s body lost balance. The house moaned like a burg slamming into the earth from a thousand miles away. Lucian threw out his arms and Parker skidded across the floor. The noise became deafening and suddenly the floor collapsed, a cloud of dust and rotted wood particles rising in its place.As the gaping hole came into view, every nerve ending tensed and she screamed at the top of her lungs. He was gone.“Lucian!”Dugan restrained her as she kicked and screamed, fully prepared to fall into hell after him. As the dust settled, her frantic eyes landed on her mother’s face. She wasn’t blinking. With all this dust, she wasn’t moving, and a trail of dried blood trailing from her discolored mouth matted with the dirt falling through the air.It was too much. With superhuman strength, she threw Dugan off of her and rushed down the stairs, twisting her ankle on the broken step along the way.