CHAPTER 4 The First Rush....
Summer 2005. Now a gang had completed to six people. Six people although they may be different but were drawn together towards a common goal, self-worth and belongingness. They have concluded their second year in the university and so time for leisure and pleasure.
It had been planned that they would spend a week at one of the boys' parents cottage . there they brought their paraphernalia, a few sachets of crystalline substance or dried leaves of that kind, matches, tinfoil and some other things like movie discs, band recordings and didn’t forget to stocked up the fridge with beers and rations they will be needing for the whole week.
There parents didn’t mind whatever they do. Guess they are too busy making more loads of money. And besides they will always be there when they are in trouble and taking care of everything. So practically nothing to worry. But at the same time and most of the time, they feel they don’t exist at all. And their parents were more happy to get them out of their way.
Drugs were common for wealthy kids to have access to. It was like a competition among drug operators to have these kind of kids to be there regulars. Sure cash they were.
For these youngsters it was not about getting high. It was about being their own master and defying the authorities in the biggest way possible. They would pass the pipe around and mocked at their schools and all those so-called educators, the police authorities with their dumb judgment and raised bottles for parents that love them . They say it in most sarcastic way.
But among these six only four people were rich kid, the two other kids have their own reason. Jason was accepted in the university by scholarship while Peter wanted to be with Meghan.
Peter Hughes came from a modest family but his parents can afford to send him to college taking degree of their choice. He was just there because it is what expected of him. He wanted to spend most of his time alone and studying. How did he get tangled with this gang? Meghan! Yes. No other reason but Meghan.
It was autumn of 2005 as he is trying to recall the time when he first witnessed the incident. He was having a lazy walk in the forest near the boarding house when he heard laughter from a distance. There were five of them and only one girl. He had known idea who they were and never intended to ever get involve with them. He continued spying on them when he saw someone approach them. And from where he was hiding he can clearly hear what they were talking about.
“I am telling the school office about this!” he shouted, as he was aware that the five are having drug session. The five fell dead silent. But not for fear but of rage. Someone had appear to disturb them. The boy was also known at taunting other students and was not backing away though he saw how upset the group was.
Jason Elliott had the most to lose if he were kicked out, sooner they got hold of the little twit, he was the one Raymond pushed forward. And it was he who landed the first blow.
“You know my father can crush your father’s little business, if he wants to!” the boy shouted, “so fuck off, Jason, you pile of shit! Otherwise it’ll be worst for you. Let go of me , you idiot.”
They hesitated. The boy had made life terribly difficult for many of his classmates. His parents and older siblings who studied there were contributors to the school fund. A fund where scholars like Jason, was dependent on.
Raymond stepped forward. He didn’t have the same financial concerns. “How much do you want to keep your mouth shut?” he said ,meaning it.
“ha! No matter how much money you offer, one call to my father, and he’ll send me double that amount” snorted and mockingly said the boy as he spat in Raymond’s face.
“Damn you, you little shit.” And punching the boy. “one word and we’ll kill you.” As he pushed him hard against a tree trunk, breaking a pair of ribs.
For a moment he lay there in pain but eyes were defiant.
“Now your choice, take the money or we will kill you?” Raymond was now standing above him. The boy made no reply and reaction. Raymond gazed at his face intensely as if searching, his mind wanted to experiment. After a moment he whacked the boy’s head so hard that the boy now screamed with pain. The reaction fascinated Raymond, so he struck again, smiling. It was a tremendous feeling.
Later he told the others how that slap had been the real rush of his life.
“My turn” Lucas had said. He had a more massive but muscular build. He clenched his fist and landed hard on the boy’s cheek.
As Peter continued his observation, he turned to Meghan. He saw her in a blank state and all of a sudden she was laughing like a lunatic.
They brought back the boy to the school already very frightened of them. He was later picked up by the ambulance. They were worried that he might rat on them, but he never did. In fact ,he never returned. It was rumoured that his father took him back to Hong Kong.
The following morning Peter decided to get close to Meghan and being in the gang was the only way. So he told the group leader what he witnessed but he wished them no harm, that all he wanted was to be in their circle. He felt at that time that he wanted to protect Meghan from those devils.
But the adventure of the gang did not stop there. One day they went to the forest and found a lost dog. They attacked and beat it to death. The blows never stopped until each was satisfied.
They are now unstoppable.
Chapter 5 The Meeting Overlooking his window at his city penthouse was the Central Park. This high end residential building is one of the massive properties of the Sanders family, and developed by The Sanders Development Company to which he currently is the CEO. He was set to have a meeting with Oliver and Lucas together with the private detective they hired to get information about Meghan. They are expected to arrive in an hour so he still have time to play with the wench sprawled in his bed. He can’t remember bringing the girl but who cares. They both had a goodtime. Brazilian , he surely guessed right. With all those enhancements, he can’t be wrong. Totally the opposite of the Asian he had as company the other night. Asians are mostly skinny with narrow hips and humble breast. This one grew robustly at curves more than necessary. When he had s
Chapter 6 : Dawn of Uncovering The TV screen at the police station was showing a documentary about a case of missing person. The reporter was expertly detailing the events that led to the uncovering of the mysteries surrounding the disappearance. He emphasized that the success of solving the case is due to the unwavering cooperation of witnesses and the victim's family as well as the devotion of the police force led by Detective Ian Murray. Detective efforts were praised but Ian felt hollow. He felt tired, the file in his hands seemed to be heavy . His mind is in fog ,his mysterious caller also left a message. His phone display said, I will meet you., but that was all. He knew it’s going to be a long day and of days to come. He went over the case again. Two young couple murdered, a very brutal double murder, with several children of prominent families as suspects, and nine years later one of these kids suddenly turned hi
Chapter 7 The Tiny VoiceThe sunlight had started to appear and glimmer from the water of the river started to get visible.The bridge over her was beginning to be busy.It could be the start of an average day. But for her there was neither normal nor average day. Shelived with struggles not from outside factors but inside her. Even in her sleep she is haunted byunknown shadows and while awake she was conscious of the demons inside her wanted to getloose, frightening and uncontrollable.For a moment she just lay there and pray for mercy ,that the God in heaven shall grant her wish tomake those voices to stay quiet. But as usual the Beings that govern heaven and earth had herprayer denied.When she was feeling this way she will turn to the bottle of whisky she always carried with her. Hedrunk until he felt warm enough . She started her pace towards the heart of the city there she will
CHAPTER 8 The Unknown FactorHe just arrived in his office and hardly settled when a transparent plastic folder resting at his desk caught his eye.What the.... he thought and called for Hesus. He now assigned him of the papers in his desk. Taking him in charge of paper works, anything that comes on and off his table. The summaries, memos, case files or anything that should be taken cared of inside the office , he except him of field work for now.“Do you know where that came from?” Hesus shook his head attempting to reach for it. “Don’t touch it, ok? There may be fingerprints.”They stared at the top most sheet. ’Gang Attacks’, read the heading.Underneath which they will find out later are newspaper clippings of violent crimes committed allegedly by kids in boarding school. Attack on young man on a deserted road. On a young couple at midnight just right outside a club
Chapter 9 A Peek Into The PastThe summer cottage was in the center of a number of huge trees. Over the years, it had slowly deteriorated. Judging at the looks of its façade , no one had occupied it since the murders.William shielded his eyes with his hands and tried in vain to peer through the glass window.“Let’s check for the keys.” Ian told William as he tried to move a pot from its place. It is precisely where Carlene said it would be.The house was owned by the boys family but left the property to Mrs. Baker when they moved to south Africa.He took the key and unlocked the door. As they step inside they could sense the stench of days past; molds, abandonment, blood, terror. Ian let his eyes wander across the floor. Obvious traces of the murders were still visible. Dark stains where the bodies had been found.He let his imagination travel back when authorities at that time con
CHAPTER 10 The LawyerOliver Randell Davis born to a prominent clan of lawyers. With a father of strict rules and a disciplinarian. They both love their profession and always thought that Oliver will take their lead in the future as if it was his only destiny. For him at that early age he perceived it to be normal. He couldn’t think of any other better.They were strict of his studies as far as he can remember. Getting the private tutor, sending him to the best schools. Friends as they say were unnecessary. They come and go. And when he didn’t meet their expectations they would tell him to stand and explain to them himself as if in front of a jury that he should defend himself. He never complained and always thought to himself that it was for his future. But as he grew up he felt the loneliness and ask himself why he was alone. Was friends really unnecessary? Or why can’t he not go out to fancy hims
CHAPTER 11 Taking MeasuresThe Sanders’ cottage caretaker was a man in his early sixty’s. Unknown to the two wandering visitor he was also spying on them the moment they were within eyesight. He cannot be sure who they were but since they were not coming close to the house, he did not bother to question them. They looked suspicious but decent. He had no idea what they here for. An hour after, he went out to investigate but many cottages were yet empty during that week. Only the house of the elderly woman was occupied. They knew each other and the elderly woman was very trusting. She can easily give away information if asked. He found out that they were policemen asking about the murders at the old cottage . She also informed him that they were asking about the boys who stayed in cottage he now looked after.The caretaker though only employed for five years thought that he ought to inform his employer about it.
Chapter 12 Prints of the PastThere was a knock on the door and before chief Jacob Nielsen could react the hard headed Detective Ian Murray is already striding halfway into his office.His head is throbbing painfully as he is looking into two additional request for leave. Cases are growing in the city but his men are requesting leave one after the other.And now detective Ian is here what could he want this time he asked himself.“Not now Ian? “he said knowing full well that Ian’s hearing could be surprisingly selective he won't be listening.“It will only take a moment” Ian said to his chief, “it’s about the case I’m working on.”“Jesus Christ, Ian, have you not given up that yet?” he said frustratingly. “Many of our men are requesting for leave we don't have enough manpower now and there are so many cases in the city I need people who can i