A clown can get away with murder
Ali and the crew go in first.Within five minutes they are back.I think that the plan has backfired.To my utter dismay, they are done with their jobs of dealing with the security guards.
"Wait, you guys are already done with the guards?"I ask, my eyes wide open in surprise.
"Yes...thanks to these."Ali says as he raises an item.It looks like a stun gun.It is a stun gun.
A stun gun basically, is an electrical self-defense device designed to key into the nervous system.It dumps it's energy into the muscles at a high pulse frequency that makes the muscles work very rapidly but not efficiently.It renders one unconscious for several minutes.But who knows how long it could keep out several muscular men?
I go in through the gate and as soon as I am in, I am puzzled.Inside it's like a fortress,tall gates with more security guards than a military compound.As I walk towards the door, I try to count the bodies of the 'fallen soldiers'.I lose count at thirty.I am scared.So scared.Infact I can see 'fear' speaking to me in it's cackling voice.Perhaps it's in this compound that the couple feel safe from harm but I think that they have only built themselves a beautiful prison.I'm just here for criminal duty.Maybe.I hear a groan from one of the unconcious guards.I ring the doorbell in panic.I ring it thrice before a lady opens.
The lady is dressed in a casually tailored suit and her hair is salon perfect.Her manicured hand is already reaching into her leather handbag for a purse or something.A rich kid turned into a rich young woman.
"How can i help...."
Even before she is done, I slide right pass her.
"Security!"She shouts.I feel like hitting her, but I don't.Having been raised by a mother, I have this soft spot in my heart for women.Within a wink of an eye another lady comes.I think I know her.Her curly hair falling in soft layers around her bare shoulders.Her face is the type that makes a siren noise.I turn towards her and look.Including the woman with me.Who doesn't want to see the ambulance or the police chase?It is Sarah herself.
"Madam...I tried my best to stop him"
Sarah urges the woman to leave.I am afraid of what she might see outside.I am left speechless.
"Where is my baby Sarah?" I ask.
"Aborted"she replies dryly.
That was the breaking point of my anger.
"You killed my baby...just because of this man?"
Just before I lay my hands on Sarah, I feel a gun held to my head.I stand still.
"Shoot him Richard...we will say it was an act of self-defense.Self-defense is not an offence."Sarah shouts.
I am blinded by a five-course serving of a rage that is surprisingly satisfying.I turn around swiftly and punch him in the face.When my fist comes in contact with Richard's face, he falls to the ground wailing in pain.
I see Sarah run away.I reach for the gun and shoot, I aim at her shoulder but I just miss it.It grazes her shoulder and she falls to the ground in fear.I remove the knife that Ali gave me from the pocket of my leather jacket.It is not a Kitchen knife as he described it.It is snapped at the tip but the rest is sharp.I hold the handle.Cheap black plastic handle.Somehow, it gives me a pleasure to end the life of a famous billionaire with something so cheap and mass produced.I slice through his expensive tailored shirt and into his flesh.For a moment, nothing comes out.Within a wink of an eye, I am in a pool of blood.The term 'murderer' is now reserved for me if he dies.I am pretty sure he won't die.
I hear him cry.When he cries there is a rawness to it.I feel so sorry for the balding man.I decide to take him to the van, to be treated.All this time Sarah is watching.It seemed that all she wanted from this man, was money.I duct tape and tie her and then I carry Richard on my back.
Richard's feet don't touch the ground all the way to the van.They dangle in the cool air as he recites a prayer.Something inside me just snaps.I drop him inside the van more roughly than I mean.
"What do you mean by this?"Klavan shouts.
"He is hurt please help him...I don't want to kill anyone.Let's just kidnap him and blackmail his counterparts."I suggest.
Klavan laughs at me like everything is a joke.I know very well that I have let the my gang members down and that I would dearly pay for it.
"What about Sarah?"
Even before I reply he heads towards the mansion.He does not carry any weopon with him.Three of the gang members treat Richard's cut including Cody.I just sit nearby thinking.I think about my baby and abortion in general.The only time an animal kills it's own young one is when they fear the alternative more.Sarah was just motivated by greed.The thought of my baby makes me almost forget about Sarah.I left her duct taped and tied.I run towards the mansion.As I run towards the mansion I see the woman who first opened the door for me lying on the ground.She had a black eye from a punch or something.I am pretty sure it is Klavan.
I break the door open and the first thing I see is Sarah.Duct taped as I left her but beaten,limbs in inhuman twists and dead.In moments I see security guards striding over the peer shingle each footfall marked with a crunch.I can't see Klavan.I am sure he has already escaped.I am all alone with Sarah's dead body.
I try to run towards the door and lock it to prevent the guards from coming in.They are already at the door.I hold the door back as long as I can.But they seem to outpower me and so I let go.They flood the room.They encircle me, each five taller than me.Their bodies still in pain but their guns all modern,fresh and free.
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No Not Today
Short StoryKlavan is a genius criminal.Despite his bad reputation,he has the heart of a young boy.He just keeps it in a jar on his desk.He is also human and falls in love with Sarah.Unfortunately, love is not only a four-letter word but also a feeling.