The Crackhead II

Chapter 4- Traitor

Jason Marlow stopped his car in the corner of the road. His voice became serious.

"Okay Tim, send me the evidence at my email. I will look at them home."

"O...okay sir, I will sent them to you."

Jason closed the call, but suddenly his phone rang again. It was his 12 year old son.

"Yes Matthew, what is it?"

The boy's voice was young.

"We are getting ready to eat dinner and mum is asking if you are coming home."

"I am on my way Matt, I will be there shortly."

"Okay dad, see you."

Jason closed the call and put his cellphone back in his pockets. He entered the car but wasn't turning the car on yet. He was thinking how his colleague died, who might have killed him. After a few minutes thinking, he started the engine and drove home.

*

Chris was sitting on a chair inside his white planning room. He had now opened a lot of notebooks there. All of the, included missions, economic plans and plans on how to get more information about Smokey.

"There is no other clue. I will never find him!"

His anger rose fast as he was looking at all those plans erased or crossed out.

"All my plans fail, everything fails! I should better . . ."

At that moment someone opened the door, it was one of his house-maidens. She looked very scared when she got an angry look from Chris.

"Sir, your phone was ringing upstairs, I thought I should . . ."

Chris interrupted immediately.

"My phone?!"

The maiden's voice could barely heard.

"Y...es sir, the cellphone is . . . ringing."

She was totally frozen by Chris's look. She couldn't do anything as she already knew Chris's personality. Crackhead's voice got aggressive.

"You didn't know that I put that there on purpose, right?!"

The maiden couldn't speak. Chris continued, this time shouting.

"I left it there because I don't want any interruption! And you already did . . ."

"Sir . . . I am very sorry!"

Her voice was shaking, while Chris spoke his last words.

"You know what . . . you are fired! I don't want to see you again here, leave as soon as possible!"

As an obedient maiden she was, she looked down ashamed and left without saying any words. She went to see her bag, which she always left on the kitchen. The professional cook looked at her.

"Don't worry, you will find a better place."

But she didn't raise her head. She just took the bag and left.

"One less problem . . . I should obviously get rid of these parasites."

He looked at his notebooks again.

"What should I do now huh? Maybe . . . maybe if I told the police about this, I will get a chance."

But then he thought again.

"No. That wouldn't let me go deeper inside The Order. Okay fine . . . I will go check my phone."

Chris left his planning room and climbed the stairs.

*

"Welcome home Jason."

He undressed his office clothes and talked to his wife. Jason had a happy family life. As a 35 year old man he was, he had two kids, his son 12 and his small daughter 7 years old. Although his job was hard, he always managed to find time for them.

"I had a tiring day."

"I hope you didn't have a hard case this time. Dinner is ready."

"Okay, I'm coming."

His 32 year-old wife, Diana was unemployed and took care of the house and the children school. Even though she hadn't finished a good education, Jason didn't think about it too much, because they knew each other for 17 years.

The small girl rushed to hug her dad.

"Daddy!"

Jason took her up and hugged her.

*

Chris was upstairs on the second floor.

"I already closed his call three times! What does he want?! I am not opening your call, you fucking traitor!"

Brandon then sent Chris a message.

"Oh . . . so he is messaging me now?"

Crackhead read the message.

"I just wanted to say that getting you out of the organization was one of my first mission's here. Sorry . . I guess, it's called business. If you are thinking of Mike, then don't. He was my colleague, but only that much. My future here is more important . . . and oh, I forgot. The Higher Ones said I must personally kill you if you tell the police about us, or any bullshit like that. I am watching you Crackhead."

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