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Title: An Ace for Oscar Genre: Crime Number of words: 6,000 Writer: Larry Sun "I have a terrible news for you, Mr Oscar DaSilva." The interviewer said cruelly. He was tall and dark. He was solidly constructed. His neck, shoulders, arms and chest were thick with muscles, powerful. The muscles could have been gotten only from years of weightlifting. He could as well have subbed for Samson, pulling down pillars and collapsing roofs upon the Philistines. He was wearing a white shirt; the sleeves were rolled up, and his forearms were matted with hair. He had a moustache that looked as if it was drawn on his upper lip with an eyebrow pencil. His eyes were probing from behind the horn-rimmed glasses he strapped on his face. It was with these vicious eyes that he was drilling an imaginary hole into my skull; he seemed to be peering into my soul and discovering my innermost secret. But, judging from the significance of his statement and stare, he must have truly discovered one of my secrets—a secret as shameful as masturbation. "What bad news?" Although I had suspected what the news was going to be, I still expected—even prayed—that the news was something far different from what I was thinking. Anything but what I feared. It would even be a relief if the 'bad news' was the rejection of my application. Deep down in my mind, I knew that I was in a serious trouble. The man smiled and the smile scared the bejezuz out of me. The smile was evil. Malevolent. It was like a snake smiling at you; such smile would not be assuring. "What bad news?" I asked again. I could feel the trickle of warm sweat travel down my spine. The office was well-ventilated; there was a working air-conditioner and another big standing fan turned its neck to-and-fro close-by, but they did little to dry my perspiration. The man could see the fear on my face, and I could tell that he was glad with what he saw. He took pleasure in seeing the horror plastered on my face. His face twisted into a smile and it was like the grin of a skull. Smacking his lips, the interviewer said, "The bad news is that you're going to jail, Mr DaSilva." "What!" My incredulity could not be contained. "Yes, young man. You will be spending fifteen years of your life behind bars. Did you honestly think we would not know that you forged the results? Forgery is a very grave crime in this country." "I can explain everything—" "There is nothing to explain, Mr DaSilva." "If you would listen to me, I—" "Like I said, you've got no excuse. You are a criminal, and you should be ready to face the consequence of your criminal acts. You are going to jail. All I have to do is call the police." I was surprised to hear that he hadn't already called the police. Mr Dada wasn't someone who would hesitate to put another person in trouble. Surely, there was a reason behind his delay to make the call. "Why haven't you called the police?" "I don't want you to go to jail." The biggest lie of the century. "I'm sure you won't mind committing a little crime to keep yourself from being imprisoned." Added Dada. "How do you mean, sir?" He shifted his huge bulk in the chair and said, "Be smart, Oscar. I have a little proposal for you. You can't expect me to turn a blind eye at your crime for nothing. You've got to do something for me. It's a little dirty. I don't think you're in much position to refuse; except, of course, if you would rather be in jail for forgery of results and certificates. I've got some people who would gladly drag you to court." My sweat still refused to dry up. That expression 'It's a little dirty' seemed very ironical. With a shaky voice, I asked, "What do you need me to do, sir?" The evil smile came again. "We're kidnapping the Managing Director's daughter." ***************************************************************************************** |
The work is still exclusively dedicated to Mr Ola Adepegba (Simonhabby) - The author of the brilliant 'Many Shockers for Miss Lucas'. |
stuff46: The OP and I relieve our thirsts from similar fountains. |
Slimzjoe:Lol! What happened? |
HelenBee:Just click on the number of votes under the story. |
I just voted for you, sir. I wish you all the best. |
TruthHurts1:Please do. I need to have a copy too. |
sanandreas:He is one of my mentors, yes. He was a great person. |
Happy birthday, sir. Continue resting in the bosoms of the Lord. |
sage1000:Wow! Thanks a lot, buddy. I'll search for the books online. |
Happy birthday to you, Firestar. Many happy returns. |
Whatever anyone thinks about me is none of my business. I've got nothing to prove to anyone. *In Sinatra's voice* I DID IT MY WAY! Thanks, 'Coli, for this post. |
Nmeri17:Oh! Thank you so much, sir. Error corrected. God bless you, sir. ![]() |
From the desk of the author of the smashing detective story titled 'The Brand of Cain' (It can be purchased here for just two hundred naira: http://okadabooks.com/book/about/9975) comes a blockbusting supernaturally romantic short story titled 'Dark Tears of Babylon'. Description: Sam woke up from a dream where he was shot dead. When he awoke, he found the apple he had been eating in the dream, and he also received a weird phone call from the woman he met in the dream. Now, Sam must set on a journey to a strange street in Rivers State to uncover the cryptic significance of the series of weirdness that he experienced. And most importantly, he had to find the woman of his dream. Excerpt: "She is the love of your life; the person you're destined to be with forever. But you cut it short by your actions. You shouldn't have left her side. You shouldn't have come to me. Your coming to me destroyed everything. I tried to correct your first mistake by giving you the apples to eat. Those apples were meant to keep you alive. But you had to come back again to look for a phone you never lost. That was beyond my control. So, you had to die to set things aright. Mabel will miss you for the rest of her life. You have lost your one true soul mate because of your actions. She will continue to dream about you. You are dead here; lost to her forever. The only place she would always find you is in her dreams. Damage has been done to reality." Publisher: www.okadabooks.com To get the book, just click on this link to download the story: http://okadabooks.com/book/about/10167# Download is absolutely free. But you would need to register before you would be able to download the story and other free stories there. Dark Tears of Babylon has been selected for the Okadabooks Short Story competition. So, by downloading, you're automatically voting for it. For all Android users, you can install the Okadabooks Apps on your phone for easy navigations. God bless you. Don't miss 'Dark Tears of Babylon'! |
I'm not sure if the word 'Pix' is an acceptable English word. Can it be found in a dictionary? I'm not certain. |
Wow! That Fast Five still remains my personal favourite! |
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