The Hunter - Chapter 7 Scarlett's effor

Let’s back to present time.

Scarlett Johnson sits anxiously in her desk. It’s been a week from reportage about the Hunter and she doesn’t get anything further. She tapped the desk with her finger tries to figure out a way to meet or contact the Hunter. Put an advertisement in the newspaper? That equal inviting swindler, trickster, and frauds to claim their selves as The Hunter. Relying on her informant on the street also useless, they just want some money for the unreliable info, most of the info she gets from there is crap or obsolete news.

Scarlett sighed, her brains working hard to think another way to find the Hunter. Suddenly, an idea flashing in her mind. He always shows up when someone needs his help or there’s crime in progress. Why not pretended to be in danger again? She can hire a man to act like he wants to rob her, or maybe want to **** her. But after thinking again, her plans have many flaws that bound to fail. First, how if he knows this is just an act? If he knows she trick him and get angry, wouldn’t it only give the disadvantage to her? Second, if the act not too convincing, he probably will not show up. Third, what if there is another person that will help her not the Hunter? Would they accept her explanation if this just an act? What if the police arrest the man she hired? She’ll be the jokes through the entire City if that happens.

This plan finally discarded from Scarlett thought, it’s just too risky and low chance of success, not worth to try. Scarlett tries to recall once again what happened that night she met the hunter. First, her car suddenly broken in the middle of the night, at that time she sure there’s no one else nearby since she waits for half an hour for someone to passing by that road. Second, she goes to find help or nearby public phone in the industrial district. She certain that she not meeting anyone along the way. Third, she saw a middle-aged man get shot by a killer and she run from there. Wait a minute, there’s something weird there. That’s it, if the hunter really helps the weak from injustice, he should prevent the killer from killing that middle-aged man unless he hasn’t been there at the moment or he already know that both killer and the victim are ‘not worth to help’ person.

Scarlett scratched her head, the more she thinks about the hunter, the more she gets confused. Her curiosity rise to the peak and her journalism instinct screaming in her head ‘I Want To Know Him!!” unfortunately, there’s no one there that can satisfy her needs.

Her stare ends up at the stack of documents on her desk. That documents contain all data related to the appearance of the Hunter which confirmed by the eyewitness. Another idea crossing her mind. She opens her computer and loads the City map, then she pointed one by one all crime scene in the documents. After finishing her mapping, she looks carefully at the point that spread in the map. At a glance, it seems that all event happens in the random area, but after she looks carefully, almost half of them happen in a certain area, The Slum, an area which has highest crime rate with many brothels, casino, underground fight, bars, and nightclubs. A place which feels like heaven for criminals.

Since he so hard to catch, so hard to follow, why not waiting in his place. He can go as far as he wants but he must find his prey in this area. But Scarlett also aware how dangerous this area would be. She can’t go there alone. At least she must bring someone to accompany her. So Scarlett try to ask one of the male reporters in Daily Metropolis to accompany her

“Hey, Mick. Do you have free time tomorrow?”

“Hello sweetie, do you want to ask me to date?”

“Actually I want to ask you accompany me to go to some places?”

“Really? Where to?”

“To the slum!”

“Ugh, I just remember tomorrow I have an appointment with my dentist”

“How about the day after tomorrow?”

“Day after tomorrow I can’t. I already promised my mother to take her see opera”

” …… ”

One rejection did not make Scarlett give up, she tries to ask another man.

“Yo Sid, can I ask you a favor?”

“Sure honey, just say it”

“Can you accompany me tomorrow?”

“Where you want to go?”

“To the slum”

“Sorry I can’t. I must put my car in car shop for routine maintenance”

“How about the day after tomorrow?”

“I have an appointment with my source for an article”

” …….. ”

One rejection didn’t make her give up, two rejection didn’t make her stop. She tries another male employee in Daily Metropolis.

“Hi Ryan, can you help me tomorrow?”

“Hey dear, what can I do for you?”

“Accompany me make reportage in a certain place”

“And where’s that certain place?”

“A place with lots of brothels and casinos”

“The slum? Please dear, if you ask me to accompany you to cinema or zoo I will gladly go, but not there”

” ……. ”

Three times rejection did not make Scarlett surrender, she still trying to ask few more men to accompany her to the slum. Unfortunately, the news about she asking a companion to the slum already spread in Daily Metropolis and all males in there start to avoid her and treat her like a plague.

Failed to find companion make Scarlett return to her desk dejectedly. She slammed her beautiful buttock in the chair while grumbling something

“What a bunch of gutless people here. Are they man or not? Why they so hesitant to go to the slum? Why there isn’t any manly person like him in this place? Shall I go there alone?”

Scarlett pulls the drawer in her desk. There are some self-defense tools there like pepper-spray mace and stun gun. If she really going there alone, she will need those tools to protect her. With a heavy sigh, she takes them all and put them in her bag. She already made up her mind to go to the slum area!.