Lieutenant, this is Private Officer Maro, reporting.
0545H / Davao
The sun has just risen.
Another brand new day for my new mission, sir. I know it was a bit hard to locate this young man you were searching. I thought it was implausible to locate him, but no.
While lighting my cigarette along the junction of Ulas and Bukidnon-Davao Highway, I saw three Toyota Hi-Ace vans. They all looked brand new… and suspicious. There I saw groups of young people who were busy talking to each other. I surmised, sir, that they were all excited for their trip. And then, I saw someone that exactly matches the description of the person you were searching.
Finally, the long wait has come to an end.
Male. 5’6” to 5’7” in height. Slim. Semi-faux hawk hairdo. Loves to wear aviator shades. Certified lefty as he wore his wristwatch on his right hand.
Positive identity of the subject.
So I followed their van. They were driving south of the city. Little did I know was, they were embarking on a trip near our camp at Kidapawan, North Cotabato.
1120H / Kidapawan
I maintained a safe distance of at least a hundred meters from the van. I made several attempts of shooting him but I always fail. It really was difficult. Unconvinced? Here are some proofs of why shooting him is a bit difficult:
He’s always with the group. Shooting together with his peers was futile.
Their group stopped by at a scenic point located just a few kilometers from the resort. While the group’s busy taking photos, I scrambled my way to the top of the hill which offered a great vantage point below. I was about to aim my weapon when I accidentally stepped on a boiling puddle of water. Sweet mother of Jesus, the water was scalding hot! And ugh, I can no longer tolerate the stench of sulfur – smelled like rotten eggs!
Strike two, Lieutenant.
1210H / Lake Agco
Finally arrived at the resort. Was surprised that there were so many people at the resort during that time. Oh yeah, I almost forgot. It’s Valentines Day, and a Saturday. Drat.
They ate lunch together at a large hut.
Finally they decided to take a dip at one of the resort’s hot springs. Time to grab the chance.
But no, I was wrong. He’s still together with group; I can not afford of shooting innocent people, like what happened last month. I surmise he’d already knew about my presence.
They all enjoyed; I did not. They were happy; I was very frustrated.
1640H / Homebound
While lighting my cigarette at the entrance of the resort, I saw him but this time, he was all alone. He approached a Henna Tattoo artist and paid Php 50 for the service. I watched him from the distance until the artist’s done with his work.
Now, this is the perfect time to shoot him.
I approached him and politely asked, “Pwede ko po kayong picturan?”
He smiled and said, “Sure!”
I never thought that this mission would be THAT hard.