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Deadly Trust by hammedonisade(m): 9:22pm On Apr 28, 2015 |
PROLOGUE (A 16-year old boy is being shown playing all around the house. His parent - Mr and Mrs Cole are watching film in the parlour) Mrs Cole: Majh! (calling the boy) Come here, stop playing around. Majh: I am still doing something now! Mrs Cole: What is it you are doing? Majh: (holding a remote, running round) I am still playing with the car. Mr Cole: (annoyed) Playing with the toy car? When are you going to stop your foolish habits? Majh: (stopped immediately, looking frustrating) Till mum teaches me how to use a gun. Mrs Cole: What sort of rubbish is that? Do you want to be a security agent like me? Majh: I have told times without number that I don’t want to be a security agent. Mrs Cole: Then, why do you want to be able to use a gun? Majh: I want to be fearless like you, and I want to know it for self purpose. I mean for my self security purpose. Mrs Cole: Hmnn, hmnn! Who do you think I take you brain training everyday? Majh: You want me to be able to solve problems, to be wise in taking decisions, and to be able to know and realize what others can’t realize easily. Mrs Cole: You are partially right but the main reason I do brain training for you is because I want you to be more fearless than me. Majh: (smiles) With brain only, and no combat training? Mrs Cole: Yeah! With just your brain, you can really do better than me. The reason why people think I am good is not really because I am good in using gun, but because I use my brain perfectly. Being good in combat, and not good in using brain, you would be defeated easily. Enemies out there that I defeat, there are so many of them that know how to use a gun more I do, but because I know how to use my sense more than they do, I defeat them easily. All the opportunities that you have, when I was young, I didn’t have them. Then, there was nobody to teach me anything like these. I just… (she is being interrupted) Majh: (interrupts his mother) Ish… (there is total silence) Mrs Cole: (after some seconds) What’s the problem? Majh: I felt a brief heat for just like two seconds. Mrs Cole: What are you implying? Majh: You taught me that presence of at least a person in a place, would bring at least, a little increase in heat of that place. Mrs Cole: (laughs) You this boy, I just taught you that area of training yesterday. Majh: Yeah! Mrs Cole: (still laughing) You are not yet that good in that area of sensitivity because yesterday, you were just fumbling. So how come you are already applying the training? Majh: I know I am not yet that good in that area, but just as you taught me, I know I felt a very brief heat. Mrs Cole: (interrupts) Mum and son, please you are disturbing me, I am not really enjoying the movie any longer. Mrs Cole: Daddy, please give me some minutes, let me tell your son what he doesn’t know. Mr Cole: Okay, ma! Hmnn! Mrs Cole: (to Majh) You know what? The security of this house is very tight I built it myself. Nobody can enter this house without alarming us. Mr Cole: Does he just know that today? Majh: Of course, I already know but I know I felt something. Well, maybe it’s just an illusion, it happens at times, am I not right? Mrs Cole: yeah, it happens. Majh: Okay! Mrs Cole: Don’t worry, I will finish that sensitivity test for you tomorrow, I will make sure you don’t make any mistake again. Majh: Thanks, mum! (curtain drawn) |
Re: Deadly Trust by hammedonisade(m): 11:07am On Apr 29, 2015 |
SCENE ONE
(Mrs Cole is being shown driving, beside her
is her son nodding to the music from the
stereo in the car. It seems Mrs Cole is going
to her office)
Mrs Cole: (switches off the music) Did you
read what I give you yesterday? (to her son)
Majh: Sure now, you know I would.
Mrs Cole: So, have you thought about it?
Majh: Yes, yes, yes!
Mrs Cole: Okay, so who do you think
murdered the old man?
Majh: That should be his daughter.
Mrs Cole: Really? Why did you think so?
Majh: Though a rope is being wound on the
old man’s neck, I checked the images several
times, the neck doesn’t seem strangled.
Mrs Cole: (excited) Hmmm, hmmm!! So
what?
Majh: So someone must be thinking of
framing the gate man of the murder because
that specific rope is actually from his
quarters.
Mrs Cole: Hmmm, hmmm!!
Majh: Though in the images, we are not
provided with the back view of the old man
but there is a very tiny hole in his stomach.
Mrs Cole: What does that imply?
Majh: It seems as if he was being stabbed
from behind, with a knife, and the knife
penetrates the man’s back making a hole to
be shown on the front.
Mrs Cole: Really?
Majh: I checked the interview reports, the
daughter went to market on nobody’s behalf
some hours before the incident. Though, they
said the daughter’s going to market may not
have anything to do with the incidence but I
think it may.
Mrs Cole: How?
Majh: The report didn’t find what she actually
went to do in the market. They just said she
ended up not buying anything from the
market, but I think it’s not right.
Mrs Cole: How?
Majh: I don’t think she just went to the
market. Well, to be sure, someone has to go
to the particular market.
Mrs Cole: But how will you know the right
place she went if she decides not to tell you?
Majh: Hahaha!!! What sort of question is
that? All the markets in this country, Notis,
have CCTV. I don’t think she is that wise to
retrieve her doings in the market from the
CCTV.
Mrs Cole: (claps Majh) You know what? This
particular incidence happened 5 years ago.
That daughter was able to fool all my co-
agents that the gateman was responsible for
the murder of her father, but I knew
something was wrong just as you did.
Majh: Really?
Mrs Cole: Yeah! And do you know the
funniest part? I was able to figure everything
out just as you did today. That was what led
to my promotion back then. CCTV was
checked just as I said, and it showed that the
daughter actually bought a very sharp knife
along with other things from the market.
Autopsy was carried out on the old man’s
corpse and it was realized that he was
actually stabbed. I made sure we checked
almost all the daughter’s belongings, and
with the help of UV light, we were able to
find out the man’s blood on one of her
clothes.
Majh: Hmmm! Mum, you are very sharp and
wonderful.
Mrs Cole: Yeah, but not as good and
sensitive as you are. Do you know that this
particular test was given to final year
security trainees as exam and they all
resulted to that the gateman actually did it.
Even some resulted to foolish conclusions.
Despite the fact that they were given two
weeks on the test, they were finally given
another test because they all failed.
Majh: Hmmm! Even, if they had read past
research of security agents, they may have
met it there.
Mrs Cole: Thank you! If they had read those
research, they maybe able to meet up with
that question in my record, but they failed to
do so as well.
Majh: Okay, then!
Mrs Cole: And you, did you actually read that
from my past works?
Majh: (smiles) You already told me that you
want your past works to be the last of works
that I will read. So, I still have several works
of others to read, before going to yours.
Mrs Cole: Are you sure you didn’t disobey
my order?
Majh: (smiles) You suppose to trust your son
that he is absolutely trustworthy!
Mrs Cole: Do you know why I don’t want you
to tread about me? (still driving)
Majh: I’m dying to know that!
Mrs Cole: (looks sober) It’s because you are
a good boy, you actually don’t deserve a
mother like me.
Majh: (frustrated) Why are you talking like
this? You are actually the best for me, so
what do you mean by what you said?
Mrs Cole: Don’t worry, by the time you start
to read about me, you will know.
Majh: Please, tell me, I am… (he is being
interrupted)
Mrs Cole: Please, Majh, please, don’t ask
me. You will know when the time comes.
Majh: Okay, mum! But can you just promise
me that you are actually not a bad agent, not
a corrupt agent that does things, for herself
satisfaction.
Mrs Cole: (takes her face-towel, and wipes
her face) That’s the last thing I would do, my
son.
Majh: (smiles) I trust you, mum (gives her a
little peck)
Mrs Cole: Thanks, my son.
Majh: You are welcome, ma!
Mrs Cole: (she is smiling, just as a call
enters her phone. She picks up the phone
only to find out that she is being called by a
private number) Haha, who dare use a private
number in calling me? Doesn’t the person
know that I will be able to get his/her
number? (she presses some things on the
keypad and exclaims) Shit! How come the
number is very secure! Well, no matter how
secure it is, once I get to my office, I will be
able to get the number using my system. Let
me just answer the call first (she answers the
call) Hello, who is this?
Caller: (after some seconds) Is this Mrs
Cole?
Mrs Cole: Yeah, that’s right.
Caller: Right in front of me is your husband,
Mr Cole, with my gun on his head.
Mrs Cole: What!!! (shocked)
Caller: If you want to save your husband’s
life, you should be on your way to Eloq Street
right away.
Mrs Cole: (still surprised) Put my husband
on the line, let me speak with him.
Caller: You don’t believe me? Well, you have
just ten minutes, or else, I will waste my
bullets on his head (cuts the call)
Mrs Cole: Hello, hello!! (checks the phone
and realizes that it has being cut)
Majh: Mum, what’s the problem?
Mrs Cole: I think your father is already in
trouble.
Majh: (shocked) What do you mean?
Mrs Cole: (quickly reverses her car and head
toward the aforementioned street) The caller
that just called me said he has a gun on
your father’s head. But I listened attentively
to the surrounding, there was actually nobody
shaking near him. Whereas, if a gun is being
held on someone’s head, he must be
somehow nervous that he/she must be
somehow shaking.
Majh: So, what are you trying to imply?
Mrs Cole: It is either he is lying or…
Majh: Or what? (looks frustrating) Don’t tell
me that he might have already shot dad!
Mrs Cole: Well, let’s get there first (she
zooms off. After some minutes, they actually
got to the destination. Some stones thrown
away to where she stops, she and Majh are
seeing the dead body of Mr Cole on the floor
with blood gushing out. Majh is already
sobbing but Mrs Cole has not gotten out of
the car and she is holding Majh not to go.
Right beside Mr Cole is a gun. Mrs Cole
quickly realizes that the gun is hers) How
come my gun is there? My husband can
never take my gun out, so what is it doing
there? I actually put it in my desk yesterday…
(she suddenly thinks about something and
she stops talking)
Majh: (still crying) Mum, what’s it?
Mrs Cole: (looks at Majh straight in the eyes)
Yesterday, when you said you felt someone’s
presence in the room, were you really sure of
it?
Majh: Yes, I know I felt something.
Mrs Cole: (looks sad) Can that be true? But
there is ONLY ONE PERSON that can breach
my very tight security.
Majh: Who’s that?
Mrs Cole: (quickly fasten the seat belt on
Majh’s body while placing him on the driver’s
side) I am going to check your father’s body,
if you see anything unusual happening,
promise me you will drive away.
Majh: With you?
Mrs Cole: (gets off the car) Majh, without
me!
Majh: (sobbing and shaking head in
disagreement) No, I can’t do that; I am not
leaving here without you and dad.
Mrs Cole: Please, Majh, do your mum this
favour! (turns her back on the car and starts
sobbing. She quickly runs to her husband on
the floor. She grabs her gun, touches her
husband and realizes that he is actually
dead. She starts crying harder. Just like five
seconds later, she is being surrounded by
numerous police officers)
Police 1: (talking through comm. in his ear) I
think the report is right; a woman has
actually murdered the ambassador. She
seems to be a security agent.
Police 2: (he is actually at the police office,
checking the computer systems) She actually
obstructed the CCTV just like the report said,
she must be really up to something.
Police 1: Well, I will arrest her and bring her
to the station, she is really a pretty bad
murderer.
Mrs Cole: (still on the floor, crying. She then
stands up holding her gun) Let me leave.
Police 1: (cuts the call) What rubbish?
Mrs Cole: (she starts to move) Okay!
Police 1: (to other police officers) Take her!
Police officers: Yes sir!!! (as one of them
touches here, she grabs his hand and throws
him on the floor. She gives another one a
blow on the face. She then kicks another two
on the head with her leg. She continues to
move, fighting off all the police officers
coming her way with her left hand, holding
her gun on the right hand. As she gets near
her car, one of the frustrated police officer
shoots her on the leg)
Mrs Cole: Yeh!!! (she shouts)
Majh: Mum!!! (also shouts and cries louder
as she sees her mum going down)
Mrs Cole: (struggles to get near the car, and
signals to Majh to wine down the glass a
little) Majh, please, drive off! They will come
after you.
Majh: (crying very loudly) Who are they? The
police officers?
Mrs Cole: No, not the police officers, but the
people responsible for all these. I know what
they are after. They will surely kill me, and I
am pretty sure you will be part of their plan.
Please, I already taught you how to drive.
Just drive away before… (that same police
officer that shot her earlier shoots her again,
but now at her back) Yeh!!! (she shouts
louder this time around as she goes down
totally)
Majh: (also cries louder) Mum! Mum!!
Mum!!! Please, stand up! (he notices that the
same police officer is aiming at him, so he
quickly starts the car and zooms off. The
police officer starts to shoot the car but none
actually met Majh as he escapes).
Police 1: (to that police officer who is just a
junior to him) But you are not supposed to
shoot her now!
Police officer: (surprised) Not to shoot her?
Not to shoot her until she kills us all?
Police 1: Okay, well! (gets back to the
comm.)
Police 2: (now talking to Police 1 on comm.
again) That woman is actually the
ambassador’s wife.
Police 1: (shocked) Really?
Police 2: Yeah!
Police 1: Buy why did his wife kill him?
Police 2: I think it has something to do with
their son.
Police 1: What are you talking about?
Police 2: I don’t know the details but in some
hours time, it seems the President will be
having a meeting with the commissioner
about the ambassador being assassinated by
his wife and they will be involving their son
in the matter.
Police 1: Really?
Police 2: Yeah! You just have to go and
detain the boy immediately.
Police 1: No problem.
Police 2: Okay! (cuts the comm. call)
Police 1: (to the police officers) We are going
to Mr Cole’s house to detain his son. Let the
medics pack both corpses into the ambulance
and let’s leave.
Police officers: Yes, sir!!! (still groaning from
the pain of the blows and kicks they got. The
police officer that shot Mrs Cole then talk)
Police Officer: Sir! The car that drove off, I
am sure it is that boy that’s inside.
Police 1: Really? Are you sure?
Police Officer: Yes, sir!
Police 1: No problem! Then let’s just follow
the trail of that particular car to get him.
Police Officer: Yes, sir!!! (they all got into
their respective cars)
Police 1: (gets back in collection with Police
2 on comm.) Help in checking the CCTV, a
brownish car left this scene some minutes
ago, and we suspect that the boy may in that
car.
Police 2: Okay, okay!! (presses some keys on
the keyboard) I got it. Yeah! Just head
straight.
Police 1: Okay (continues to drive)
Police 2: (after some seconds) Now, to your
right!
Police 1: Okay! (drives to the right direction,
and the other police cars follow him. So, after
some minutes of driving, they meet a
brownish car in traffic. They get out of their
cars and orders everybody to wait).
Police Officer: (as they move closer to the
brownish car) I don’t think this is the boy’s
car.
Police 1: What do you mean?
Police Officer: I actually shot the car and this
car doesn’t seem like one that has been shot.
Police 1: (notices this) Yeah! You are
somehow right (he runs quickly towards the
car only to find a huge ma in the car. He
then connects back to comm.) What’s the
meaning of this? (no reply for about some
seconds).
Police 2: (now replies) Yeah! Yeah! I think
we’ve been fooled.
Police 1: What are you trying to say?
Police 2: I am not sure what the boy did, but
he actually did something to make me to be
tracking another car unknowingly.
Police 1: (surprised) Really?
Police 2: Yeah! But I am actually wiser than
him, I have actually gotten where he is.
Police 1: (curious) Where is that?
Police 2: He is actually at home, you should
know Mr Cole’s house now.
Police 1: Yeah, I do, but how did you get to
know he is at home?
Police 2: I told you I am wiser. I only opened
their house’s CCTV because I know a small
boy can’t think of elsewhere to go. Though
the inside of that house can’t be viewed
through the CCTV because of the security
there, but, according to what I have here, a
brownish car with shot bullets on it actually
drove inside the house some minutes ago.
Police 1: Hmmm (delighted) Good job! (to
his guys) Now let’s go to Mr Cole’s house,
we should be able to find that rascal there…
(curtain drawn) |
Re: Deadly Trust by hammedonisade(m): 9:48pm On May 01, 2015 |
i need comments before continuing this... then i can be rest assured people want me to continue... |
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