Sabotage

ONE

Harry

"Boss, I discovered that the mastermind of this syndicate was a feminine girl about my age." I report to Mr. Hogmount. He put his hand on his chin, thinking. I gave him the picture of the girl.

"And worst they already deliver a half boxes of drugs to Germany and Brazil." Marcos continued.

"Feminine girl huh? " Mr. Hogmount repeat. He's still thinking.

"Yes, Sir. She look innocent, yet dangerous." I stated.

"I know who she is. Robert's niece. Christine Blake Hunderson."

"How'd you know sir? Is she related to you?" Marcos questioned sitting on the chair.

"She once been my son's fiancé. He was about to proposed but, she rejected. She don't want to be tied up on  marriage yet. She want to finish something up." Mr. Hogmount scoffs. Irritated he put down the picture.

"So, what's the plan?" Marcos clears his throat and Mr. Hogmount cough.

"This case is dangerous as I can say..." He spoke, flicking the remote to the AVR. "Hunderson business' also known black boxes are high levelled. They have a big contracts and connections. Plus a big gang or people. They make money fast, faster than an instant noodles." He explains. He think it's a big deal and really need a real plan but, I have.

"Boss, I think we can handle it." I suggest. Standing up.

"Styles, I don't know if you understand but, this is difficult for your group. How many are you?" He chuckles and adjusting his tie.

"Ten, sir. But you know you can make it more... like back ups if we get in trouble." I insists. Why doesn't he even trust us for this. It's a big deal. If we get them maybe the crimes around our city would at least be lessen.

"Styles... First of all getting on that thing is already fucked up. They have sense, especially Christine." He scowl; unconvinced. What's with this girl?

"She's not just a teenage girl, she's dangerous..." He continues. "She already killed hundreds of people, run smuggling, pay guns, and non mercy kill people."

"Non sense. That's why we are the authorities, we must eliminate people like those! Why we have to be so scared, If we have duties! It makes us cowards! Shame, I'm not going to be like that." I scoff and start walking out. Marcos stood up and follow me. As I open the door he said one last words.

"You might be tough right now but, soon you get on these you might give up."

And I start to slam the door. I don't care if he was higher on position than me but, I want to do my duty. It's my responsibility. For my father.