Shadows of Death

Chapter 3 (Charlie section 3)

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Sarah nodded and said: "Okay, baby. We can talk about it later. You'd better go and take a shower while I prepare breakfast. You must be hungry. Did you eat dinner last night?"

Charlie remembered that he had hardly eaten anything yesterday. But he looked at his mom and said: "I'm going to take a shower."

He got up off the sofa and went toward the bathroom but he felt his mother still looking at him. This sense was with him until he closed the bathroom door behind himself. The warm water was better than Charlie expected and it really helped. His tired and numb body after exposure with the hot water felt fresh and excited. He wasn't in the shower for more than five minutes when a lightheaded feeling swept over his body. He came out of the bathroom and as he wrapped a towel around himself he went back to the room to put on clean clothes. Putting on a blue polo shirt and black drawers didn't take much time.

He came out of the room and looked out toward the kitchen. There was nobody in the kitchen, just like living room. When he came out of the bathroom a few moments ago he felt his mother in the kitchen making breakfast, but now he couldn't find his mom in their small apartment. When he entered the kitchen he saw a small piece of paper on the table just beside the crystal sugar bowl. He picked it up and read: "My sweetheart! I thought you might want to eat your breakfast with fresh bread, so you should wait a few minutes while I buy some for you."

Charlie smiled after he read it but he knew his mother spoiled him too much, especially since he was released from prison. It was justifiable for Charlie and Sarah. Charlie was the only child. Sarah didn't have too many relatives at all. In fact, besides a few distant relative she don't have anyone in her life. When Charlie's father died she was alone, and when Charlie was in prison her loneliness grew even worse. Charlie knew if his mother was not in this position she'd never agree to Charlie and Debra getting married. Even if Debra one hundred times saved Charlie from depression and trauma and returned him to life. Of course, Charlie was not unhappy with this behavior from his mother. Charlie benefitted from this kind of behavior and he knew it well. Because he was sure no mother would agree with his marriage, not just his mother! He put the paper down on the table. Although eating breakfast with hot bread sounded great, Charlie was much too hungry to wait. The shower had made him much hungrier.

Charlie went to the refrigerator and opened the door. Besides last night's leftovers, which needed to be reheated, and three eggs and some milk and juice, there wasn't anything else. He thought drinking milk could decrease his hunger, at least until his mother come back and prepared breakfast, so he picked up the milk carton, opened it, and began to quaff it without a glass. The milk drops ran down the corner of his lips and poured on the ceramic floor and onto his T-shirt. He took the milk away from his lips, took a fresh breath, and wiped his lips with the back of his hand. He took another breath and then put the empty milk carton on the sink. He knew well that if his mother were here she would scold him for this kind of behavior but she weren't there now. \Charlie figured it was right for him to do anything he wanted and show any type of behavior he felt like! So instead of cleaning the kitchen floor, he wiped his feet a few times over the drops of milk to wipe out his vandalism.

The doorbell of the apartment rang before he was completely finished. He went toward the door to open it. He guessed it would probably be one of the neighbor women; after all, his mother had a key. But when Charlie opened the door he found two men wearing black suits standing there. Before Charlie could ask any questions, one of the two men with a serious tone asked: "Mr. Charlie Arman?!"

Charlie, without thinking, nodded his head and said: "Yes, that's me. Who are you?"

The same man said: "Police. You're under arrest, Mr. Arman!"

And before Charlie could understand what he said the policeman said to his colleague: "Handcuffs."

Charlie was perplexed. The second man came toward Charlie without a word. While he approached he pulled metal handcuffs from his pocket, took one of Charlie's hands, and snapped handcuffs on his wrists.

Charlie suddenly realized what was going on and shouted: "What are you doing?! Why are you arresting me?!"

"Everything will be clear soon. It's better to come without a fight!"

He struggled to get the handcuffs off his hands but it was too late. They had done their job, fast and professional. Charlie was arrested! And the cops took him away and Charlie didn't even know why.

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