chapter 5- old times...





Damnit... where is he hiding now... lost track of him as he had cut through this corner of the street... i surveryed the two blocks of apartments at this dead end... i missed katie... and even more... cherylene... she was flying away to canada... and she was going to bring katie away too... this was my job assignment... and also my last chance to redeem myself as a capable employee, husband and father... a social worker who had dedicated her life to making the lives of others better... mending broken families with nothing but passion... amidst a daunting pile of work, meagre wages and an unrelenting government bent at cutting state welfare expenditure... a woman that was most strong and understanding by any standards... the inability to hold together her own family broke Cherylene's heart... if only i could get this done 2nite... i can go back to them... and lead a normal life once more...





A deafening gunshot pierced through the air as i nimbly dodged the bullets by bending my upper body backwards... i then stood up immediately and used my silver blade to deflect the next pair of bullets... having judged the trajectory of the bullets and the timelag between the bullets and sound, i estimated his distance and direction... jumping towards the wall behind me, i kicked and propelled myself high into the air with a back flip, before rotating my upper body to lash out using my blade... upon landing i saw him trying to gain higher ground through the firemen's ladder by the side of the block of apartments...





I chased his all the way to the rooftop and he was hiding amadegain... he was waiting for the right opportunity to shoot... i had no personal grudge against him but i was paid good money to do this... money in which I can buy katie a grand piano with... money in which i can use to end the verbal abuse spiteful parents subject cherylene to... Cherylene would never have removed thoses children from their homes without sound reasoning... just like how she was forced to decide upon taking katie to Canada after katie had saw my suit stained and dripping with fresh blood...





I focused and started singing... i knew my ability to hypnotise and force an unsuspecting foe to sleep would force him to surface... before long i heard 2 consecutive gunshots that made my singing inaudible... I then felt a heavy blow on my stomach... it was his gunbutt... I then slashed upwards, forcing him to halt my blade using his silver shotgun... one that he fired with precision from far and maneuvered skilfully even in close combat... "You shldnt be helping him!!!" "I just want my life back!!!" After exchanging a series of blows, a heavy swing of the gunbutt sent me reeling... I thought i would hear a gunshot and that everything would now end... yet i heard onli hurried and fading footsteps...





After what seemed like forever, I heard a chopper and saw a blinding spotlight... "you are coming with us, do not panick or resist." I raised my eyes and barely saw the side of the chopper... it wrote "X.H.".. i heard the static noises coming from some communication device... i could not make out what the person was saying... but what came next from the person beside me was crystal clear... "mission failed".