Henry Stickmin: Secret Criminal (Mr Henry Toppat Book 1)

Chapter 17- Dance Of The Souls (Part 1)

Frank knocked on the office door, worried.

When there was no reply, he opened the door and found Hubert leaning on his table, asleep. He must have spent another night in the office again.

"Hey, get up. It's morning." Frank touched Hubert's shoulder, trying to shake him awake. He eventually did wake up, but was not happy about it. He grumbled, asking what time it was.

"8am. Don't tell me you slept here again. Didn't I tell you to go home last night?" Frank said in frustration. Hubert grumbled, and slowly got up from his desk. 

"Go to the bathroom and get washed up, then let's go get some breakfast at the cafeteria." Frank said.

20 minutes later, the two went to the cafeteria and got themselves some food. They sat down at one of the long bench tables. Hubert was still half asleep.

"All this work isn't good for your health, you know." Frank warned him, taking a sip of his coffee.

Hubert didn't respond. Soon, he sat up and left to go to a stall seeking drinks. He ordered a cup of cold coffee and went back to the table. He then proceeded to drink it very fast to let the coldness wake him up.

"Whoo!" He yelled out with eyes wide opened. "Okay, that works."

"That might keep you up but it's not so healthy to keep relying on it! Go home and get some rest tonight." Frank rebutted.

"I guess. The last time I spent nights here I got sick one morning. Wouldn't want that happening again."

"So." Frank asked, 'Anything? Did you manage to find any more clues from the evidence collected?"

"This master criminal is getting ahead of me. I feel like it's another Henry Stickmin."

Frank's eyes narrowed. I was on the top of his suspect list from the very beginning.

"So you think it's him?" He asked cautiously.

"I don't know. I really don't know. I'm too tired to think about that now." Hubert replied.

Frank and his team have been trying to find the airship again with the help of several other governments from other countries.

It felt like fate was playing a cruel joke on them. Little did they know their fate is being controlled in the palm of my hand. I can easily crush them and snap their necks if I want to.

Charles took quite awhile to recover, and he was told not to overexert himself.

Okay, I'm done. My work here is finished.

I sat in the darkness of my room back at home and started at my phone screen. Then, I tapped in a phone number. The number for the Toppats.

"I'm ready."

By now, my change was almost complete. My criminal world was going to start up again. It's going to grow stronger and stronger, until no one can defeat me.

Since that day, I didn't smile. I had a serious look. Before I officially departed, I left a note at my table in the office and one at home on the dining table.

Using this as a stepping stone to a brighter career. It felt like I didn't care how many lives I was trampling on.

Greed blinded me. That was the problem. I wasn't even aware. Whoever who read this text first I beg you not to blame me...

I walked under the cover of darkness into an alleyway where I found two men standing at the end. They were waiting for me.

To the normal people, they were just two shady guys who looked like they were drug sellers. When they saw me, they took out their hats and stood at attention. We took off towards where the invisible airship was at.