We carefully followed Vandal as he walked wearing a crisp suit and a luggage in hand. We had agents posted on the terrace of every building from where you can see the alley. I discreetly followed him.
He turned around the alley. There's nothing in the dark alley except another luggage and no one was around it.
"Any sign of suspicious people?" I asked through the comm.
"None"
"Keep a lookout."
"Yes sir."
We waited in position. Mr Vandal took a deep breath and entered the valley. He kept the luggage down.
"What's wrong Sir?" I asked through the comm
"What should I do now?"
"Call the girl."
He did so, and I picked up their frequency.
"I have the money. Where's my son?" His voice cracked
"Oh yeah, is there any one around you?"
"No."
"Very well then, I'm sending someone to receive it."
"Please don't do anything to him."
She didn't respond.
We waited for a whole hour. This time Vandal got a call.
"I have parked a car. Turn around and look at your far right. You see that black car. Audi? Looks a bit big. Place the bag in that and leave. No funny business."
"But my so-"
"You'll get your fucking child!!!! Just do as I say."
He looked at me as though asking me what to do. I just motioned him to move on to the car. I and three others went behind him while the rest kept their positions. We found a black car and he kept the bag in the back of the car.
There was no one inside of it. We kept our guns at the ready. Again came a call
"Good job. Now walk away. Oh yeah and also tell those agents of yours to mind their own business. Who do you think I am? You thought you could fool me Mr Vandal? Anyway I've returned your son. It was nice doing business with you sir."
She knows. She knew about us.
Mr Vandal looked at us with more evident fear in his eyes.
We heard a screech of tires and turned around to see the car moving away from us at high speed. We kept firing at the car and the tires but they all seemed to miss.
"Where's my boy?"
"Oh, you still didn't see the delivery I sent? The luggage in the alley is my return gift. Bye."
We rushed back to the valley and saw the tattered and worn out grey luggage. It was a bit big. I wonder what was in it.
Mr Vandal rushed to it and nearly tore the zips in an attempt to open it. We stood behind him trying to peek at it.
"Oh!!! OH MY GOD!!!!" He screamed as he put his hands on his head and cried bitterly "NO!!!"
I went forward and took a look at the contents.
Oh. My. God.
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