5. Fooled Agent.

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by star_buns

by star_buns

I hate my job !

Did I tell you I hate my job ? Okay , just this once : I hate my damned job.
I believe you are questioning my sanity if I could still think about how much spite I harboured for my job instead of focusing on my survival which is very much at stake.

Focus ! I need to focus.

I saw his reflection in the glass window beside me. He was in hot pursuit. Damn ! The man can run , at this point I'm doubting whether those things he calls legs are not motor powered sticks or maybe , just maybe I should have taken that gym membership seriously.

I could feel him catching up , so I rushed into a mall and deep into a costumes store.

I snickered when he stood confused in front of the men's clothing store which turned into a frown when I realized he was not leaving soon.

You would think as a detective in the ( Criminal Investigation Department ) CID , I would appear as a cool guy with probably sleek sunglasses , a pure leather jacket and a gun which boosted confidence to holler ‘ freeze ’ at the bad guy , probably shoot them John Wick style if they proved stubborn but this is the real world.

I sighed but suddenly beamed at the clown outfit before me.

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I stepped out of the store and waved at him as I walked past. He shook his head .

I presume this camouflage is pretty efficient. I giggled , pressing the round red ball on my nose ,I would make it to my friend safely after all.

“ Hey ! ”

Oh no ! I didn't look back, I ran.
It must be strange really , if not ridiculous that a cop is running away from a gangster but listen , I'd rather be called a coward any day than having my brains spluttered on a wall : decorating it.

I dashed from the mall and headed to the building. My salvation building at this point considering my situation. I glimpsed at it from a few yards.

Perhaps I should slow down.

“ Hey ! Stop there ”

Oops ! Perhaps not .

I sped up a notch and luck being on my side I spotted him outside , my savior standing at the entrance.

I ran , stopped in front of him then pulled his puzzled self into the building. Strange , the security didn't mind me , maybe clowns usually did this.

“ Chris Shaw , spy agent ,CID. I seriously need your help Danny,” I blurted out quickly as I showed him my card.

“ Of course I know it's you Shaw ! A super serious agent or whatever, but I can't take you seriously in all that clown make up, ” He laughed.

Just then the doors burst open , the same man charging at me ,security hot on his trail. He grabbed me by my throat.

“ Hey ! Why you choking Chris ? ”

“ Coz he made me lose that gangster I was also chasing ! ”

Wait ,what ? So I was running entirely for nothing !
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True word count : 499 words.

A story from the Aiming to Engage prompt 2020 , Day 10 : “ Look , I know you're a super serious agent or whatever, but I can't take you seriously in that clown make up . ”