The police car zoomed along the street of the city of Caveolina. Sniff himself had taken the mantle of the driving wheel. He thought hard about what the man he met in the hospital had told him.When he asked to see the old man's poisoned dead body, Howard had denied having the body in the hospital in Caveolina. "Twillightoria where the big cases always end up", he had said to Sniff in the most disapproving of ways.Sniff could not wait to get more information about this dead man and what his relationship with Hermes and Haisley was. Speaking of Hermes, he still did not have full knowledge of this person or how he really looked like. Judging by Howard's description, he knew the person would be a around six feet tall and most probably a spectacular fighter. But that was just about it. He had no more clues.The only group of people that could provide him with the information he needed that moment were all irreproachable.Another one of these people who could provide an insight to this d
Parked at the side of the road, the vehicle remained unmoving and still. Sniff took a cigarette from his shirt and slid out from the vehicle with staggered and scattered steps."Come over here, Mark. You drive the rest of the way". He opened the door to the other side and as the assistant stepped into the driver's seat, Mark wore a grumbling face that was ignored if noticed at all. Sniff took his place beside him while putting a light beneath his cigarette.The car starts again after a while and with a whistling sound, it kissed the rough ground on its way."What else do you know about this guy?" Sniff cleared the deafening silence some moments later, inhaling a slow long streak for himself."Hermes?" Mark focused on the road. He was not such a good driver and at times like this, he always tried his best to not get distracted by anything. He had never enjoyed having to be the one before the wheel, and Sniff knew this very well. But as usual, it turned out that his boss would sooner p
"Where are you?"A chuckle is received from the other end. Then a voice spoke, a dark thick voice which did not sound like that of a normal person. "Really, Detective Sniff? I thought the first question ought to be about who I am."Sniff put the phone on loudspeaker and set it in the middle of the car. The two men listened attentively to the voice from the other end."My ways are quite different." Sniff replied, trying hard to decipher the person's real voice from the thick rumbles that accompanied the phone call."Still, you should want to know who I am". The person said again. And the two men wondered if there was any special thing attached to his identity. By the way, being police officers, they both knew that he would not reveal his identity if they decided to ask. No one would. Thus there was no point in throwing the question."That will come on a platter of silver once I find you first. Why don't we talk, Mr Anonymous? I am certain we have a lot to talk about. Would you like to
She sat in the centre of it all. The noises, the exclamations, the "I knew it"s and the "I warned you"s. It was overwhelming for sure, but she knew it was the price to pay for finding herself in this unfortunate coercion of fate."I knew it! She should never have left this city!" Her father said, visibly agitated and seriously fuming."I told you not to let her work in that place!" He faced her mother and shared her some part of the blame."But you were there 9." The woman returned the share. "She said she was trying to prove herself? You could not stop her then."Prove herself? To who really? Was that supposed to impress me? Are you not the one who feeds her all the confidence?"Dianna could not take it anymore. And before anyone of her two parents could raise their already usually loud voices one more time, she stormed away from their midst in rage and found her tiny pretty but tired legs skipping towards what used to be her bedroom.Storming into the familiar room, she slammed the
A few words were exchanged. The loud and audible one obviously belonging to her father and the low and undetected one belonging to this visitor. She could also hear her mother's voice constantly interjecting to the oblivious conversaton. But before she could hear anything else, the door had been slammed with brute force. She knew for sure that was her father's action.And the two pair of rocky footsteps returned in her direction.l, followed by a slower, softer pair of legs. She knew her parents were coming into her room and she did not want to speak to anyone. So before they could reach the door, Dianna was already lying in the depths of her bed with her two soft pillows lying above her head and covering her ears.But all that did not disallow her father from saying something to her. As long as he could still stare at her."Good! It will be a good thing if you are asleep and not privy to that nonsense that just took place right in front of my home. And know this, just like you cannot
"There he is!" Howard Swiss roared with alacrity, his gun hanging in one hand. He shoots a bullet after the retreating Hermes, but the door had been closed already."After him!" He directed the men behind him towards the same door that Hermes had just walked through.As the men skipped past him, each one of them holding dear his precious weapon, Swiss turned to the man beside him."Get Tyrax here! I am not keeping this champion".He said and the man responded with a nod before disappearing back the way they had all come to carry out the given order.With that, Swiss dazzled behind his men towards the huge door which seperated his prostitutes from the larger rest of his extensive underground businesses.The door did not yield to the brute forces of the men's several weapons. They struck and struck but it would not open."Out of my way!"Swiss pushed into the front, and with a pull of the trigger, the gun clicked very loudly."Bang!!!"The men scurried into the three rooms, ready to sho
Molina led the way, and the two men followed carefully. Hermes already had a hard time putting his trust in a very strange stranger like Dengerberd. He did not even know his name yet. But now he had to trust someone even more suspicious, a whore and a slut whose loyalty had no direction."I am loyal only to money", she had said earlier when Dengerberd was telling Hermes to trust her.At that time, Swiss was already at the door and he was going to bring it down. Molina was obviously the leader of Swiss's gang of prostitutes and when she decided to help them, the rest of the girls agreed."Why are you helping us?" Hermes had asked when she approached him and held him by his hand."Mr Dengerberd here is a good client", she replied, clicking her tongue. Dengerberd returned the gesture with a playful wink right in the midst of all that chaos.Hermes could not think too much. He had no choice so he followed their lead. But when he saw the wall on a side of the room shapeshift into the hole
He slammed the gun on the table with much violence and dashed angrily towards his fine line of arranged clothes which hanged elegantly at a side of the room. He was now wet with the filthy smell of alcohol mixed with the sticky blood of that lying whore. Tainted by both wine and death, he had to change into something else.Within himself, he was etched in cold frustration and boiling anger and it showed glaringly in everything that he did. With every step he took, with every word he spoke and with every air that he breathed. Someone had found the secret door to his secret house? And they even knew the secret passcode he created for the door? He could not imagine how that could be possible. And to think that Hermes was on his way down there at that moment to reveal big secrets made his head ache with fury.Worse, his prostitute girls were no longer loyal to him. They now had the confidence to lie to his face and stand by their lies even in the face of death. That was another massive a