Hey there, this is a story of me and one of my cases. We are going to hunt down a kidnapper who has abducted a umm ……. I will let you know about it later. First off, let me tell you about me. I am working for a 100 year old organization. Similar to the Illuminati and Assassin’s creed except for the fact that we don’t work underground. We are proud to announce the world about the works that we do. We provide our customers with highly trained body guards for security; build safe houses for privacy, or guys who are proficient at observing and logical reasoning as private detectives, etc. I am a detective here, and by here I mean “PERSONAL LAW ENFORCEMENT COMPANY”. I know, I know the name’s a bit lame, but the company was built at a time when time was a commodity that no one could afford to spend on naming things. Complete chaos everywhere.
Now, back to the present, we are trying to hunt down a kidnapper, who abducted a 14 year old boy, not too long ago. And WE, instead of the police, have been asked to save the boy. Going to the police would create mayhem amongst the kid’s fans. Cause the kid happens to be Jamie Fraychild. The iconic pop singer who has just made his way into the limelight. Feels he ain’t staying there for long (am too pessimistic), as his father received a call just a few minutes ago, demanding a ransom of few million bucks. Its not the money that the parents are worried about, they wouldn’t flinch before throwing the money at the kidnapper. They don’t wanna take chances with Jamie’s life like every other parent. All the ransomer has given out now is :-
- Drop a bag with 10 million bucks at a place not yet specified.
- If the Fraychilds make a small mistake with the money, Jamie is going to die.
And hence the fate of Jamie is on my hands and mine on his. His life costs me my job. We have 4 hours until the next call and 2 after that for the drop-off. So all in all, we have 6 hours to do my job. All the Intel we have now on Jamie is that he was working on his new but yet trending already album which is a big blow onto other singers who’re trying to stay on people’s playlists. He was asked to sign for a new contract for a movie, but according to Mr Fraychild, Jamie didn’t wanna sign up for it, making the producer go all mad at Jamie making him a suspect in my investigation.
A few days ago, Jamie met with an accident with a druglord’s son Zach. He has wanted to avenge his son’s death ever since, making him my second suspect. And the next is ……. umm there’s only two…
It’s the druglord I think. But just because I think, I don’t have the liberty to arrest him. Proofs are important for us too. Maybe meeting him might help me save my job. And yeah, save Jamie too. His turf is by the outskirts of the city. Let’s pay him a visit.
A few minutes later.
This is where the druglord resides. Smells like wine, cigarettes and stuff you probably don’t wanna hear. An old house in the remote area that looks like a million bad souls are haunting the place, a perfect hideout. But the insides………., it looks like a military base in there, all kinds of killing machines. Lets go in. The front door doesn’t help. It’s locked like forever. The back door does the job.
The backyard, quite filled with gangsters. Dealing with them is not very easy, but for me, its a piece of cake. Not because am strong enough to take them down, lets be realistic, am no superman, nor batman, nor any other superhero. All I have to do is utter the magical word, (if the guys don’t recognize me in the first place). It’s because the druglord and I have a history. I once saved him in a crossfire between his gang and his rival’s. I had to take down the other guy. As a foe’s foe is a friend, I used the opportune moment, when the rivals were against each other with guns drawn, I shot the other guy right on time to save the druglord getting his faith and the other’s life. Two birds with a single stone. Enough of history lessons, lets go in.
“Hey, I am here to see the boss”
“See the boss, sure. You wanna go in dead or just beaten up? Who do you think you are, to walk in and ask to meet the boss?”
“You seem to be a newbie, aren’t you?”
“Not at killing people though. Stop talking and get out of the house, unless you wanna be dead.”
“Don’t push me to get you fired.”
“SHUT UP, WHY THE HELL IS THERE SO MUCH OF NOISE IN HERE”
At last here comes a guy I know.
“Oh, it’s the rescuer. This is a new recruit, don’t mind him. Take a seat.”
“I don’t have to take a seat. I need to see your boss ASAP”
“Umm that’s not possible. He was arrested the day before today. He’s into huge trouble this time. He needs more time to get out of it”
“What happened? Kidnapped somebody?”
“Nah, a huge amount of drugs was confiscated and the guys who were transporting it gave out his name. And kidnap? He doesn’t do petty stuff like that”
“Yeah, I know. That just came out……… Okay I gotta leave”
“Ill tell him you had come when he returns”
“Great. Thanks”
THUD. (Closing of door)
So it’s not the druglord. There’s no way of he doing it from the prison. The only suspect left is the producer. Like I said earlier, I just can’t arrest him right off without proofs. Let’s go get some of it then.
TIRES SCREECHING.
The producer’s office, loads of posters on the compound wall, expensive cars in the parking lot, celebrities walking in and out of the office, a treat to the eyes. The hallway is no different. Posters on either side, framed though. And then the reception. It would be a sin not to describe the receptionist. Spinning on the chair, with a gum in her mouth talking over the phone, painting her nails……………
“Hi lady, I need to see the producer”
“He’s busy”
“Am from the P.L.E.C”
“What ever that’s supposed to mean, am still not letting you in”
“Hey, that’s an organization equivalent of police and not letting me in will give me the rights to arrest you”
“Oh sorry, am new around here. Please don’t do that. Just a min, I’ll call him to check if he’s not in a meeting……. OKAY you can go in”
GOING IN.
“I am from the P.L.E.C”
“I noticed”
“What do you know about Jamie”
“A lot, what do you wanna know about”
“About you kidnapping him”
“What? NO. I didn’t do it. In fact, I didn’t even know he is missing.”
“Nice acting, but doesn’t work with me. I know you did it because he refused to act in your movie”
“He refused initially, but then he called me saying he would do it once his album was done”
“But you couldn’t wait. Could you?”
“Yeah, I could wait, I am waiting. I needed sometime too anyway.”
So it’s not him either……
“Do you know who could have a done it?”
“No. Maybe someone who knew better……. Maybe the song producer.”
That hit me like thunder. I had left him out; Jamie signing the contract for the movie would confine him in the movie and wouldn’t let him finish the album. Makes sense.
“What else do you know about them?”
“Umm not very much, but Jamie had wanted to sign up for the movie. The song producer was against it. Jamie had called me in the morning, said he wanted to talk about something. He was going to the other producer’s office it seems.”
It’s him. Am sure, it’s him.
Running:- the door, the hallway, the receptionist, the main door, the car….
I don’t think the producer will be here. But I’ll know about his whereabouts. The office, same again, posters, cars, I don’t have the time nor patience to describe it. The receptionist, an old friend of mine, he’ll let me know where the producer is.
“Hey buddy, I need to see the producer quickly, am in a hurry, Where is he?”
“Hey, umm he’s in”
“Oh okay.”
Wait, what? He’s in? HE IS IN? Why? I mean… If he is the one behind the Fraychild’s missing case, why would he be here? Or isn’t it him?
THUD. (Door opens)
“Where’s Jamie”
“How would I know?”
“Stop this nonsense, I don’t have time for this. Where is he?”
“Secu….. hmm hmmm hmm”
He’s not humming. I bet you would be saying the same thing, If a person like me just jumped on you and gagged your mouth with your tie, pointing a gun at you.
“I’ll blow the brains out of your frigging head. Just tell me where he is”
“I don’t kn………. Ahhhhhhhh”
That’s the sound you give when someone hits you with a gun.
“Don’t test me. I don’t like to play around. Choose between money and your life”
“But, I don’t kn…… “
A GUNSHOT.
“I won’t go for the leg next time”
“Okay, Okay. I’ll tell. I’ll tell. Please don’t kill me”
“I won’t kill you unless you’re gonna play you’re dirty tricks”
“Umm, He’s in my guest house. I was supposed to go with him to the recording studio according to him. But nobody knew about it. So, using this opportunity, I kidnapped him. I didn’t want him to act in the movie”
“But why?”
“Because my album would be pending”
“Jamie would have finished your album first and then acted in the movie”
“But that would make my opponent filthy rich”
“Who?”
“The movie producer. We are rivals from way back. I used to be on the top. But Jamie acting in his movie Would push me down. I tried stopping Jamie, but he wouldn’t listen. So I had to”
“You should have played fair. If you didn’t have the guts to, should have done something to the producer. Why choose Jamie?”
“Jamie was the easiest way out of this”
“But after you got the ransom, Jamie would still act in the movie making the other produce rich. You would still loose”
“I had no intention of releasing.”
“How dare you?”
Gunshot
“Ahhh”
“Call your men off, release Jamie if you wanna be alive, we have the power of finding Jamie even after killing you”
“Okay, okay, I’ll call them off. Please let me live”
“Good”
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