The sound of the car's engine woke up the tired aspiring Detective, Jacob. He couldn't forget the incident yesterday at the seventh-grade building. It keeps popping upon his mind. The innocent faces of the victims and those unmerciful group of hooded men who killed them. It made him angry and sad, but he calms himself and refreshes his mind. And thought who were the killers, and who is their boss.
Jacob arranged his bed before going down to the living room. The light of the sun lightens the whole house, summoning their friendly fellow boarders, The cockroaches.
"Mom! Where's my white T-shirt?" He asked as he takes a seat at the table, While Mrs. Rhys was busy cooking their breakfast in the kitchen. Serving their most favorite food, Dried fish, and boiled sweet potato. Mrs. Rhys reached her old radio above the wooden rank near the table and placed it on at the window to find a strong signal.
"It's outside Jay you'll have to let it dry first before wearing it." Mrs. Rhys answered and sit with Jacob, serving their breakfast on the table. This is their daily meal every day. Sometimes, they even passed meals and just drink water instead but it's normal for them who experience poverty because of those greedy Azlonians.
No air conditioner nor electric fan in the house was so hard. The intensifying heat of the sun lurking inside their house like they were baked alive in an oven. They turned on their old radio to ease and lightens the situation that was stressing them out.
A static radio noise breaks the silence inside the house. "Breaking news, a student of Marhide highschool died yesterday because of food poisoning. According to some witnesses, they accidentally drank water that was contaminated with poisonous liquid. Their families would receive financial assistance from our mayor. The Police Officers conducted a serious investigation of this incident."The Radioman stated. Mrs. Rhys immediately changed the channel so his son won't hear any violence and crimes because of that but she didn't know that his son was present at the crime scene, doing nothing while watching the victims suffered and get killed. "And now we add the two new victims today to our death collection, Estimated 32 deaths recorded this month. And the......" The announcer didn't finish his word when Mrs. Rhys turned off the radio and hid it again.
The meal was good and delicious but Jacob and her mother didn't enjoy it well, as the series of awful news destroyed their morning. They both began their day with a heavy feeling and stress.
After Jacob took a bath, he directly went to Rylie's house. Wearing a white T-shirt and black shorts for their Saturday class.
He rode a public boat to Zimroni island A.K.A the rich's island where Rylie lived. At the island with his family and other fellow rich citizens. It's also considered a ghost town because the people who are living there don't go out much than usual, resulting in their streets being empty.
While on the other side of Zimroni island is Mazhap, Where all low-blooded lives including Jacob.
The boat stopped at the dock of Zimroni village where Rylie's waiting for him. "Hey, Jay!" He yelled and ran to Jacob. "Have you eaten breakfast? I'll buy you."
"No thanks, Rylie! I just wanted to rest for a minute." Jacob and Rylie sat at a table at the restaurant and talked about their plan on how to obtain the file.
Luckily, Jacob and Rylie was the only customer inside that restaurant. They could talk freely there without any fear.
"We have a class this afternoon. But we have still time to plan this mission." Rylie said while counting his money out of his bag. "I'll use this money to buy everything we need."
"No! I don't want to spend your money. It's your belongings." He retorted and gave back all the money to Rylie but Rylie refused to accept it again and called the waitress to order some refreshments.
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BALTHAZAR LEAGUE: Hidden Corruptions
De Todo~Death has called the ones who sinned. Those who hides their riches from the needy. Who slain the innocents and their family. ~ Jacob Rhys a 14 year old boy who lives at Azlone where rich and poor fight for survival and rights. As a fanat...