Agile

Who?

- 1991 -

Detective Hazim waits outside the stall. While his breakfast is being put into a plastic bag, he puts his hand into his pocket, grabbing his wallet. "How much?" asked him to the stall attendant.

"RM2, sir."

Detective Hazim took out two 1 ringgit notes and gave it to the stall attendant. He smelled his breakfast. His mouth starts to water.

"Hazim! Hurry up!" A man inside a Honda Civic shouted at Detective Hazim from the other side of the road. His head is outside the window. Detective Hazim hurries to the car and got inside.

"Be patient, Sam. I bought this breakfast for you too, you know?" Detective Hazim gives Detective Sam a curry puff. Detective Sam is at his right side. Detective Sam took the curry puff and put it inside his mouth. Ngap!

"Hehh.. Like I don't know. You bought a lot, you're the one finishing it. I'll only have one or two. It's enough for me." said Detective Sam.

"Eh, breakfast is the most important meal in the day, you know?" Detective Hazim laughed.

Detective Sam smiled. "Yeah, important for you. We have a case. Don't forget."

"Because we have a case is the reason you need to take your breakfast. Then only you can think properly." That fact can't be denied. "Where's your pistol?" asked Detective Hazim while looking at Detective Sam's waist.

"Heh. As usual, Hazim. I don't want to use the pistol. It's heavy and I'm too lazy to bring it along with me."

Between all police officers, Detective Sam is the only one lazy enough to not bring his pistol with him. It's quite weird but that's his personality. Detective Hazim always reminded him to bring his pistol with him. Who knows one day he might need to use it. He keeps on trying. "How about your bullet proof vest?" Detective Hazim asked again.

"Here.." Detective Sam shows his bullet proof vest under his shirt. "You're like my mum now, Hazim."

"I'll take that as a compliment." Detective Hazim smiled.

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"This is the house?" Detective Sam looked at Detective Hazim who is looking at the report papers.

"Number 5. Well here it is." Detective Hazim took off his black glasses and put it at his pocket.

Detective Hazim and Detective Sam walked out the car. The gate and front door is opened widely. Thank god there's no thief walking around nearby. According to the report, the next door neighbour saw the gate and front door opened widely all night. But the report was done in the morning when he saw the door is still opened. Maybe quiet odd for the neighbours, but noone dared to go inside. Let the police handle.

Detective Hazim and Detective Sam just came to take a look of the scene. If something happens, they'll act.

They walked in. The whole living room is checked until the kitchen. Detective Hazim went to the bathroom at the kitchen. Detective Sam entered and checked the room near the living room. Noone. Nothing suspicious. They then went upstairs. They are two rooms. One door is opened. They went inside. Noone. Nothing weird. One more door is tightly shut. Detective Hazim tried to open the door, but it's locked. There might be someone inside!

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Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!
Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!

Zarith woke up from his slumber. His right hand holding his bruised head. His whole body felt pain. Weak. His head is in pain. What's this? His left hand is trying to hold something. A knife. There's blood stains on it. His eyes are scowled. He then looked under the bed. Zarith is shocked. He threw the knife away. He backed off. There's no way I did all this. No way.

Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!

"We're the police! Please open this door or not we'll have to break in!" shouted Detective Sam.

"Eh? You're seriously going to break in?" asked Detective Hazim.

"If the person inside this room is innocent, he'll surely open this door. Heard that? There's someone inside!" said Detective Sam when he heard a knife being thrown to the ground.

The voice behind the door starts to mess with Zarith's mind. Panic. What should I do? Who are they? Both of them are dead. I'm the only one alive in here. Surely I'll get suspected to murder. But I didn't remember I killed them. What actually happened here?

Zarith looked out of the window. It can be opened. Fit for him to escape. When in fright, humans don't think properly anymore. The mind seems like it no longer exists.

Detective Sam puts his ear on the door. He heard a window being opened. He knows there's someone inside trying to escape. "Hazim! He's trying to escape!"

Detective Hazim told Detective Sam to back off a bit.

Boowwm! The door is kicked with all his might. The door is opened. Detective Sam hurried in. He managed to look around the room in a glimpse. Zarith was just about to walk out the window. Trying to get down.

"Police! Don't run away!" Detective Sam chased after him. Went outside using the window too. Zarith is not far from him. Detective Hazim looked down. He is used to this kind of situation. Let Detective Sam do his job first. He'll call other police officers and the forensics team to handle the crime scene.

Both of them managed to get down. At a path behind the houses. Safe. But the action isn't done yet. Zarith speeds away with his office suit. Detective Sam also follows him from the back. This guy's fast! Zarith turned to the road. Trying to cross it. Teeeennn! Teeeeennnn! Almost hitting a truck. He made it to the other side. Detective Sam is still following him from the back.

Zarith speeds again. He is not stopping yet. A row of shops is seen infront of him. He then went inside a grocery shop. He went inside and pushed everything and everyone away. He goes upstairs. The roof. Detective Sam is behind him. Only both of them are there. It's like at the peak of a mountain. The blue sky is clear. The wind is blowing.

"You can't run anywhere now! You better surrender!" Detective Sam and Zarith stared at eachother. Detective Sam approaches him. Zarith backs away. Step by step, getting closer to the edge. He looked down. He's very far up. If he falls down, he might die. If he survives, he can't even move a limb.

"Don't do anything dumb!" Detective Sam is approaching.

Zarith raised his hands as a sign of surrendering. Then facing away from the police. Detective Sam approaches him, getting ready to put him in handcuffs.

Zup! Zarith moved fast. Detective Sam's hand who's holding the handcuffs is kicked. The handcuffs are nowhere to be seen. Before Detective Sam can fight back, a punch is delivered to his face.

"I'm innocent! I'm not the killer!" shouted Zarith.

"Argh! There are no thieves who will say they're guilty!" Detective Sam approached forward. He delivered punches. But all of them didn't hit.

Zarith tried to kick Detective Sam's head. But it is avoided. Detective Sam saw his chance. Right hand tried to deliver a powerful punch. But it failed. He's agile. Detective Sam's right hand is grabbed. Zarith raised his right leg.

Bukk!

Detective Sam rolled to the side. He is rolling to the edge of the building. He saw his death.

Just before he fell, Zarith grabbed his arm and saved him, before running away. Detective Sam is shocked.

He... saved me?