"what's it Rich?", Rachael asked as she rushed down to where I was, "oh my!", she exclaimed as well, "isn't that Amber!?", she asked as we watch Amber shake looking really terrified, "Jerry Matthew Jerry Matthew", Amber continued repeating the names of her dead husband and son as her eyes remained fixed on a spot, "what's wrong with her?", I asked, "she seems to be going through PTSD...", Rachael said, "uhh!?", I exclaimed confused, "PTSD, post traumatic stress disorder, it occurrs from something really terrifying", she explained, "but what could that have been?....was God really here?", Rachael asked looking up, "Amber it's okay", I said as I approached Amber, I held her arm calmly, "Jerry Matthew Jerry Matthew", she continued repeating the names, I tried pulling gently, "Rich!!!!!!!", she screamed, I let go in shock and looked at her, "Jerry! Matthew! Jerry! Matthew!", she continued repeating the names louder than she did before, "why scream my name?", I said turning to Rachael, "seems your name is attached to the part of her brain that deals with protection and so she screams your name when ever she feels threatened", she explained, "even by me?", I asked, "I bet she doesn't even know you are here...I mean look at her!", Rachael said pointing at her with her hand open and palm facing up, "she is lost", Rachael added.
The medics were sent for,
as soon as they arrived we directed them to where she was, "Rich!!!!!! Rich!!!!!", she screamed as she was taken away, "she must have seen something really terrifying, such usually occurs from crazy events, a really scary movie or maybe a deadly animal....I wonder which she encountered", Rachael said as she looked at them take her away, "oh and have you seen Fernando....I was talking to him on the phone and heard a thud all of a sudden and he just stop talking", she asked, "ask them", I said showing her my right fist, "this is serious Rich you are always joking with everything!", she added and walked away.
This b_tch actually thinks I am joking,
"where are you going!?", Rachael asked seeing me walk towards my car, "A bar", I replied, "aren't you going to start your investigation?", she asked, "nah....amma leave that for Magnus to handle", I said and entered my car as Rachael watched surprised.
I went straight to Marcus's bar to clear my head from what I had seen, there I met yet another stripper, "hey Marcus!, I need a bottle of beer and the name of the new stripper", I said as I sat on the bar stool, "oh you mean Michele!", Marcus said as he brought the bottle of bear, "she's another volunteer!, but don't tell her I told you her name", he added, "what!!!", I exclaimed as I spat out the drink in my mouth, "where the f_ck are they coming from!?", I asked still in shock, as I continued watching hot Michele dance.
After a couple of minutes she came over for a drink, "one glass of whiskey please", she requested, "the drink's on me", I said to her, "no thanks sweetie", she rejected, "I insist!", I added as Marcus came back with the glass of whiskey, "thank you but I am good", she said as she dropped a couple of bucks on the counter worth way more than the drink, took her glass and was about walking away when I held her hand, "I apologize but I have a question to ask", I said, "apology accepted", she said and pulled her arm away from my grip forcefully and walked away.
Fire!!!,
Operation quench and enter.
I quickly finished my beer and followed almost immediately, "what exactly do you want?", she asked, "an answer!", I replied, "be honest with me sweetie, an answer or s_x?", she asked, "uhhhh....", I replied, "just as I thought", she replied as she walked to a chair and sat down, I followed and sat on the chair next to hers, "it's not like that...what do you expect me to say, a pretty lady asked if I wanted s_x, how do I reject that?", I asked, "....if I answer your question would you let me be?", she asked, "sure but not promising", I replied as she dead stared at me, "...why do you work here?", I asked, "ask another, I'll answer any question but that", she replied, "hmmmm", I uttered staring at her made up face, "I don't have all day", she added rudely,
For a stripper who volunteered this girl's hard to get her game is out of this world,
"alright then what do you like about this place?", I asked, "smart twist, well I like the decoration of the place and dancing helps me think, I guess I have answered both your question", she replied and stood up, "I have to go now", she added and walked away, I followed quickly and held her arm,
In as much as I know how annoying this was, I just couldn't help but do it,
"can I at least get your name?", I asked, she looked at me with disgust and pulled her arm away yet again this time with more attitude than the last, so much so that it captured everyone in the bar's attention as I stood there feeling slightly embarrassed.
I walked back to the bar stool near the counter where I was as most of the eyes in the bar were fixed on me, some laughed quietly and others loudly obviously mocking me, "keep them coming!", I said to Marcus, "sure thing friend", he replied and brought two bottles of beer.
I stayed there drinking and thinking about everything,
The thing is the DDA badge can get you anywhere,
But it's not famous among the locals and it's for very important occasions,
Unlike the LAPD badge,
Which is really common among the locals,
I honestly wish I had my badge,
I probably would have gotten that girl with a trick or two if I had it,
I know it's only a matter of time before I am reinstated,
After all, I am the only DDA personnel in the department.
I drank and drank until it was night, "Rich why dont you call it a night?", Marcus spoke calmly, "no....man....let me have more", I replied, "no Rich you've had enough", he replied, "come on Marcus...don't....don't....dooo this too meeee ugghh", I replied as I threw up in the basket next to me, "Rich!!!", Marcus spoke aloud, "ok ok!", I replied, "I'll leave , I said and stood up, staggered all the way to the door as everything spinned around, I wanted to clear my mind, I think I went too far, my mind feels empty, I got out of the bar and fell straight to the floor, "hey", a heard someone call, I struggled to raise my head up to see who it was, "Mister!", the female added as she helped me get up, I could barely see her face, everything was spinning and blurry, "I saw how you were treated back there, some girls can be really cruel", she added, "please let me help you!", she added as she took me to her car, "please go in", she said as she opened the door, "I have mine!", I added, "come on....you are in no position to drive", she added as she pushed me, I was too drunk to resist, I fell on the passengers seat and slept off instantly.
The next morning I woke up on a couch tuxedo-less, I had just my white shirt on, things still appeared blurry to me, I sat up as I looked around, "you are up", the female said as she came back with a mug of coffee,
Now I could really see her face, her light brown eyes and long dark hair, now that I can clearly see her, I think she looks kinda cute, with the little scar she had on her eyebrow which my opinion made her look slightly cuter.
"here", she added handing over the mug, "thank you", I replied and collected it, about to drink when I remembered how jerry died, "on a second though no thank you", I said as I handed it back to her, " what's wrong?", she asked, "I don't like coffee", I replied, "are you for real?", she asked surprised, I smiled and said nothing, "alright then....I made pancakes, would you like some?", she asked, "uhhhh..", I uttered as my tummy rumbled, "I'll take that as a yes", she replied and walked away, I just continued looking around her small living room.
Shortly after she came back with a plate of baked apple and cranberry pancakes, just like the ones my mom use to make, I haven't seen this in years, "hope you like it", she added as she stared at me smiling and waiting for me to eat it, "why are you doing this?", I asked really surprised as to why she was being this kind to me,
There has to be a catch.
"I just hated the way you were treated at the bar", she replied, "is that all?", I asked, "uhhhhhh......", she replied, I dropped the utensils back on the plate and folded my arms watching and waiting for her to say something, "....the truth is I was once treated like that and I hated how I felt, seeing you reminded me of myself...that's all...I don't want to harm you or anything, if I did, you wouldn't have woken up at all", she explained, "oh....I am sorry", I apologized, "it's OK....I understand.... I'll be right back", she said and was about walking away, "excuse me!", I said aloud, "yes!?", she replied, "what's your name?", I asked, "how rude of me...I didn't even tell you my name and I expected you to trust me, well I am.....I am Lois!", she replied, "Lois....well Lois I am Rich!...Rich Baztad!", I said to her, "....alright Rich enjoy your pancakes", she said and walked away, as soon as she left I started eating immediately, hell to manners am starving.
I ate ferociously, my phone began to ring, I picked it up, it was Rachael, I answered, "finally", Rachael said in relief, "Rich!!! Where the on earth are you?", she asked, "I honestly dont know", I replied, "I hate the fact you joke with important things....I have been trying to reach you since yesterday, you didn't return any of my calls just disappeared leaving the investigation and all, just f_cking annoying, you know what....f_ck where you are.....I was calling at first to tell you that Magnus wants you back, about 3 others died the same way as the first did in the toilet, the investigations are leading no where, ....
*Look who needs me now*
.....afterwards I called again severally to tell you that you are being searched for, and the way and rate at which you are search is taking place I am beginning to wonder what you did", she said, "by who!?", I asked, "the DDA!", she added, "what!!", I exclaimed, "I didn't...do!?", I stammered as I thought of everything I had done..."Just b.... ", the signal broke suddenly, "Rachael!!", I called, "hello!!", I spoke aloud, "hello Rich", a male replied,
From the depth and clarity of the voice, the sound of water flowing in the background and absolute silence that the presence brought, it can only be one person,
Mr Michael,
The head of the DDA,
One of the most powerful men on earth,
A really clever tactician,
Who was nicknamed the queen of chess due to his ability to bend his plans in all direction,
He is so powerful that he could talk to even presidents at anytime without scheduling a meeting and have the president stand while he seats and orders,
He speaks and no one dares disobey,
He was literally treated like a god on earth,
No one has seen his face,
Because he always wears a mask,
"why did you purchase those weapons?", he asked, "what weapons?", I asked back, "Rich my boy, you of all people should know how dangerous it is to lie to me", he replied, "am not lying sir, I know nothing of which you speak of", I explained, "2:37pm yesterday some weapons were purchased under a DDA personnel named Rich Baztad, so unless you know another DDA personnel named Rich Baztad, you would tell me exactly why you purchased such a huge amount of deadly weapons, are you planning to start up a war?", he asked, "sir I am not!", I replied, "where's your badge Rich", he asked, "it's right...", I said as I searched my self,
Come to think of it, I haven't seen my DDA badge for awhile now, the other time I was looking for my badge to show that cop,
"I can't...I can't find it sir", I replied, "you what!", this calm speaker spoke aloud , "do you have any idea what you have done!", he spoke aloud yet again, "what's the number one rule of the DDA?", he asked, "keep...keep your badge with you at all ", I replied, "that rule was put forth because of this exact reason, the DDA badge is one of the most powerful badges on earth if not the most, in the hands of a non DDA personnel wars can be ignited, most DDA personnels go as far as attaching it to their skins so they won't loose it", he explained, "I know sir....I am going to get it back sir, I promise", I pleaded with Mr Michael, "you know what is done to personnels who loose their badges", he said ignoring what I had, "your current location is on the screen, the orders have been given to capture you for the punishment, one which whose strike would result in pains far worse than death, feel free to run my boy....but I guarantee you it would but futile! I suggest you enjoy your pancakes while you can", he said and ended the call.
What the f_ck do I do now?
To be continued.....
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