“What
do you want?”
The
man meets his agent
Under
the shady trees
Far
away from peeping eyes
“It
isn't our usual point
So
there must be a reason?”
The
agent throws away his cigarette
After
puffing for a while
“There
are billions spent
For
the last few years
Macc
never interested to dig
It
is in the open under projects and schemes
It
is a back door of buying votes to stay to power”
“We
heard the story before
We
aren't in the power to do
What
makes you think I can?”
The
agent coughs a little
“Sir
our organization is big
We
have the reach to make it happens
We
have our web spreading in every corner
It
is time you should help the nation”
“No
doubt I will
I
can't without documents
In
court it will say hearsay
When
there is no physical evidence
There
will be unlikely a case”
The
agent opens his briefcase
The
night light shines on him
“These
are the official documents
With
letters and official records
This
is a massive fraud to buy votes
We
have to do something”
The
man holds to the documents
“I
know you have the original copies
You
should keep it safe
Until
our people study these documents”
The
agent bows and takes his leave
Then
he turns around and says”The police is sleeping”
The
man smiles and salutes his agent
He
is the retired police chief
He
walks to his car
Parked
a short distance away
Once
he reaches his vehicle
A
shot hits the car's wind screen
The
man ducks and eyes peel at the night
He
hides behind the car and waits
A
second shot rings through the night
“Somebody
wants him dead?”
He
takes out his pistol
In
the night he tries to focus
This
isn't going to plan
Somebody
has fed the information
He
tries to reason it in his head
“How
many people know he is here?
Nobody
knows really
Unless
his agent double crosses him?”
He
runs to the tree
Eyes
still searching for the sniper
In
the dark he waits
Then
he sees the flare of light
The
3rd shot rings through the night
It
hits the car's driver seat
He
sees the flashes of light
He
can't fire with his gun
He
crawls on his belly
Moving
slowly to reach the other tree
He
hears the start of a car's engine
Then
the roaring then the silence
The
man surveys his surrounding
In
the night far away from preying eyes
He
finds nothing to scare him
Maybe
ghosts and shadows...
Now
he breathes a little easier
Knowing
the danger has gone
He
calls his agent....
There
is no response
He
runs to tree to tree
In
the shadow he walks
Near
the stream of night camping
He
finds his agent slit to death
He
kneels down to close his eyes
“Somebody
wants them dead”
Now
his eyes are sharp in the night
The
man is very angry....
He
stays near some bushes
Hiding
himself waiting for the night
“What
documents his agent brought to him?”
He
has no idea as he tries to take his catnap
He
doesn't want to fall asleep
He
doesn't want to get caught napping
He
looks up to the sky
“Dear
God Let me live to fight another day”
3
hours later he hears voices
He
peeps at the bushes he hides
They
are his people in the investigating operation
“Fools
one dead one escapes!”
He
knows that voice
His
former girlfriend..
“What
is she doing here?”
The
night has become a long wait
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