Recruitment

In that moment of agony and terror, the thought of losing my mom was entering my mind. People had been attracted and I knew soon, it would be a catastrophe. But I didn't know what to do. There was a dead body in my apartment. Workers had started arriving and soon, it would no longer be a secret. And the details were clear :NO COPS TO BE INVOLVED. My legs could not walk, I was fixed beside the note holding it up. It was one of the workers who ran from the inside and came saying that money was stolen. All this time, Archie was standing besides me. It was that moment when he told me he was an officer at the criminal investigation department. He said he was using the time to track anybody suspicious. I didn't understand.

It started flowing in my mind that fate had started betraying me. Hell have been my town for three years. At least everybody knew everyone for Hell was a small town. I knew it clear, the story was no longer involving parties. Simply, Party had been symbolically used to represent my life in Hell Town :hence living in hell/party in hell.

Every part of my body had stopped working until i saw more than three people and knew if I allowed more to come, it would be complicated. So I closed the door and in the room, in were five people :Archie, a neighbour, two workers and I. I had something in my mind, it was going to be on us.

Fate had suddenly made me a master-mind in a home-made mission to investigate what had happened and what was really going wrong. But fate was cruel, it had partnered me with whom I knew was my girlfriend's boyfriend. It was like working with an enemy whom had no consent of any mischief. And the enemy here was good-willed. He had allowed himself to work with me and find me justice.

Suddenly, my phone rang. Papa was calling. At that time, I had gone nuts and didn't have guts to speak to him. It was the same Archie who composed me and gave me courage to pick it. And so, "Hello, hi" I said

"hi son. Its mom. My phone has a problem so I used your dad's. So how are you doing?

It was lovely, satisfying and relaxing to hear mamas voice. In addition, she sounded pretty fine. And that gave me courage and somehow brought back my sanity level to normal.

"mom, hi. Am fine and you? Am quite well. Am just worried, when are you going to bring a girl home? A need you to find yourself a wife. You are a big man now... Mom, what are you talking about? Son, you know what I mean. I want to be called granny now. I want to hold a grandson. Feed him and narrate him the stories I told you when you were young.

Mom had awoken an evil spirit in me. She brought the subject of a girl in the middle of something here. I thought of Angelina all this time. So i needed to breach the subject.

"mom, is there anything going down there. Or is anyone have come home, maybe a stranger? Everything is fine son. It's just Tom who you sent to take care of us. He told us that you feared bad things might happen to us so you bought him a gun for incase. "

WHAT? TOM? GUN? SENT HIM?

I angrily left my four people gang and hired a bike to rush me home.