I pulled the mattress to the middle of the floor.
My hand trembled as I held the cutter.
I took a deep breath.
And I made the first cut.
As soon as the mattress fabric separated, a strong foul smell suddenly evaporated from my face.
I grabbed my nose and coughed loudly.
My heart was pounding.
It can’t be… Why does it smell like this inside the mattress?
I cut it even bigger.
The foam was slowly coming out of the inside.
And then…
It was as if my world had stopped.
Inside the mattress there are no dead rats or spoiled food.
But it’s a big plastic bag tied tightly, which is starting to mold on the outside.
I shuddered when I opened it…
My hand trembled as I slowly opened the plastic.
A strong smell of mold and old paper evaporated out.
I was a little bit behind.
But I was forced to keep going.
I slowly pulled out the contents of the bag.
I first saw bundles of money.
There is a lot of money.
Thick bundles of weight, wrapped in rubber bands. Others are already wet and have mold spots.
I couldn’t believe it.
“Why… “Why is there so much money in my pocket?” he muttered to himself.
Next I saw some thick envelopes.
There are documents inside.
Mga resibo.
Mga contract.
And a small notebook.
I opened it.
From the very first page, my whole body felt like it was stiffening.
There is a list of dates.
Values of Money.
and company names.
It’s like a record of secret transactions.
Suddenly, my heart pounded.
“Oh my God… “What is Michael doing?”
But as I continued to read, I noticed something different.
At the end of each page, there is a small mark.
It is a symbol.
It is a simple cross.
I don’t understand.
When I opened the next envelope, I saw a few pictures.
Children’s Pictures.
Skinny kids, dressed in old clothes.
There are a few pictures of a small building.
It is a school.
