It was 7:00 a.m. local time. Two men broke a car's glasses. Nobody knew where they came from. They broke another, broke another car and they were not mad. People rushed out to challenge them. "In this Mason City?" A man rushed one with an uppercut, he stagger with the pain. Another upper cut, another, from all sides, they rushed two of them. Dammit! He gave one of his attackers head boot. The police car screeched. They were in cuffs. From the court, they got a prison remand and smiled.DBD had never been to prison before. Now, he has gone to prison by choice. Yes by choice. Work and spend the money or stay in the yard, playing snooker. He is a perfect job man. When one had committed crime many times and had never been to jail, what is he? Teng was a retired police officer. Retired, not by age. Something happened and he resigned.But within the five years he served his fatherland in Malaysia, he was about to destroy the fatherland.They kept their ears to the ground. The Ci
Something is impossible but Nothing is impossible. It all depends on who are the actors, and how much are you willing to pay.The two allejos understood the power of Nick as the Marshal was money. Money. Money. Apart from that, they don't think he could survive the survival-of-the-fittest life in the cell much less being the Marshal.But they have to know him more and the oddity why his mother arranged a wife for him in the prison yard.The prison bell rang. Five minutes later, two prison officers came and opened the door and all the awaiting trial men of the J-One came out.Teng trespassed to the window of the next cell.The Marshal of the cell was hanging at the window, his nose, and forehead resting against the rod of the window.A coincidence. Both of them knew each other.Restricted to exclaim, Teng whispered"You're here!?"The guy, the way he gripped the iron bars, and shook himself, he wanted to fly out and hug Teng."What happened?""Mehhnnn ...""Man-U!" "My guy! Na so."
" How do you see the suggestion? Teng asked DBD in the lavatory.The lavatory had been like their private room. It is a toilet with a tiny window the regulars hang. They are not the authority who occupies the four corners of the cell."Time to bath, get back to Man-U and crack him. Allow me to crack him." DBD gave Teng a sign.Two prison guards on duty opened the door and the inmates came out, stretching in exercises, excited.In the next thirty minutes, the bell will toll, and all will be herded in. DBD gave himself an ultimatum. Crack him now or die. Some unprocessed information had been tormenting him. He does his jobs with clinical precision, even if entails staying for a year for example pushing trolleys to get the information he wants.The problem of a detective is working with scanty info. So, he needs more info, direct from the source.He told the Marshal to pass Claro to him. The prison guards were around watching to make sure no inmate trespassed.Marshal Nick smiled and
Laila has gone mad DBD gritted his teeth. Lit a cigarette and drew on it with a power, a trail of smoke escaping from the nose.Teng pinched him, "Easy. We're on track"He threw the remainder off the lavatory window and pushed himself through the moving bodies of inmates narrowing into the lone door as the prison guards who opened it stepped aside for them.He beckoned the prison guard that connected them to their superior. He had been loitering around unprofessionally to be seen. In a jiffy, because he had ten minutes left, he asked him for a minute's attention.The prison guard looked around like a rotating camera before marching a step closer to him.He did not want him to go through his superior. It was a dangerous assignment he could do and resign or do and if caught, be jailed. He may lose nothing since he was already a jailer. A jailer jailed, no qualms."There is a lady prisoner here, Laila. Just tell her David's boys are here for her." He walked tightly to him and dram
Who kills Nick Neil? May 3, being Sunday, the prison yard was shaken.Two nurses from the prison clinic ran, walked, ran walked, and disappeared into the main building housing the offices.An ambulance drove in cowardly, a corpse was pushed into it.In the J-One cell, the DPO, the adviser, and the regular inmates, all shove and shove for space in the single square window.What gwan? Something gwan,mehn!DBD moved to the window to feel the pulse of the others.The DPO's escort tried locking the state for the Marshal but in vain. The Marshal had an hour ago side-danced, following a prison guard. Five minutes later, some pipped prison officers with implicating glum faces began to hover around the J-One. DBD pulled out one of the regulars who suggested Teng or him being the Marshal and pinned him down in the lavatory with underground questions," Yeah my man. Ya say ya give Marshal's mom advise. Ya know her before?" he hummed, and gestured him to lower his voice too.He smiled. He saw
Where is Laila?"Where is she, Laila? Why did he want to impregnate his wife in jail?What kind of marriage was that? We have to find her, now that he's dead and set her free from the law, return her to the CEO. " Teng summarized the assignment. The initial assignment was not feasible as they began the assignment. CEO David has to agree with them or...It's quite true he gave them a job and dropped a good sum of money; a smile-inducing amount with a blank cheque to spend as they wanted, expecting the assignment to be executed as soon as possible. But human beings are not robots but they were able to program the people they needed and they acted like robots( the power of more money ) Now, the assignment is finely being done in segments.The next segment. To find Laila and do whatever, that will get her out of the marriage.It may require going to court after the critical ops. But where is she? Where is Laila? DBD gnashed his teeth. That's the critical ops.The restriction in the c
Now, they are out. The devil was without restrictions now. They are to do a thorough investigation. To give the CEO a spreadsheet without a dot of doubt. He has to know what was Laila's fault and what was not. He segmented the assignment." A cop is the best." he wished Teng well and hopped into a cab to find who is Laila.He has not seen her before except for her back in the prison yard. Her picture in his head was a figment of a prolonged imagination that had dominated his mind's eyesHe has an address provided by G-Clash and the mental picture--unverified--of Laila.Teng called. He listened."Am a CEO of my affairs. He should pipe down." he told Teng to tell David."What kind of human being did you recruit?" asked David."Pipe down as he said." Teng advised David." Isn't the result what you wanted?" he asked."Punctuality is the soul of business. I'm traveling soon.""Himself too is to travel. His fiance is on his neck. That's why he told you so.""I'm expecting her before I trav
"You knew my brother before?""Partially." DBD told her, "But it pained me, hearing the death," he said"I can see it." agreed, Carol, "It's okay." she said, persuading him not to cry more "I, I don't want to cry so much."' she told DBD."What of his wife and your mom?" asked DBD."You want to see them?""Yeah! "She led DBD to where her mom and sympathizers were. It was in a large sitting room."Mom. This is Nick's friend.""Sorry. Ma. " DBD knelt by the side of the advanced woman in a single upholstery chair.She was like her daughters; tall her nose prominently pointed out and her eyes were red, showing how much she had cried unlike her daughters'.Though their brother was dead and not yet buried, they were well dressed and attractive. It was like life goes on. The woman's lips were tightened together, and she was wavering all over because of fear. It was like death mocked her and her ambition in life. Carol, taking DBD to see the wife of Nick, her mom who was silent, wavering a