PREYS AND PREDATORS

Chapter 9

Young,full of joys of spring, and okay both financially and medically. I was all that. Had merely a few things to worry about as I drove smoothly down the street and made for the station.

Without detecting anything I 'Mr Detective' slipped by young lads who engaged in fisticuffs. Even I heard nothing as such but the lovely song of late Micheal Jackson that played uproariously in my car. I sang along word for word since I was very familiar with this particular song and moved with the flow of the music as my right hand took control of the driving wheel.

Soon I came to a halt at the front of the police station then engaged the reverse gear to park at my desired spot, turned off the music and exited my car slamming the door after me like it personally offended me. The car gave a specific sound when I locked it with the help of my automobile key. Collectedly I put on the dark sunshades I had with me.

Inhaled some air and exhaled. I was in a good mood. The air was fresh and I was somewhat amazed the nearby baker hadn't began his custom that habitually got me sniffing around the aroma, giving any regular person will to savour whatever he was working on.

The sun was of course up by now and the year young, just a little spent. Speaking of young,I was twenty five years old and could be said to still be in the early stage of life.

Moreover,I had a irregularly fast education. Mom's fault. She made me start and finish quickly. Plus I had a promotion along the way in middle school. At twenty two I was done with everything school and refused to serve my country.

Screw N.Y.S.C, in other words Nigeria Youth Service Corps. I'd rather I spent the nine months hitting the hay. After all I concluded to settle in New York City so I reasoned out that I wouldn't need it. Subsequently I got a job as a C.I.D officer in a private detective organization. It was sort of distant from home but the pay was inviting so I remained there now having about three years of experience so far.

Gracefully I hadn't encountered daunting cases since I began except for the recent one. To be explicit it wasn't my case to start with but I had to help this district find and catch a top-level recidivist. The Divisional Police Officer happened to be a friend of mine and pleaded with me to join him in seeking for the jailbird who went by the name, Del. A mugger and drug dealer.

I complied since I suspected it to be a all hands on deck situation and did well. After many observations, cogitations and researches of my own I unearthed Del's hideout, phoned the cops and they overtook him in the nick of time. Steve the D.P.O was undoubtedly pleased with me and I noticed it when he made a call to thank me and asked me to come over to the station the next day.

Now there was I gazing at the place. The street looked the same. The people around minded their businesses as they passed by me to and fro. It was eight in the morning on the first of february.

Everything concerning christmas were all gone. The christmas trees, variegated lights,snow. People had resumed their daily routine. Anyway I was glad we had a snowy christmas.

Subsequently I stepped into the building wearing a unblemished white T-shirt,my expensive jet black jacket concealed most of it. A blue jeans that fit me well looked great on me while my feet was safeguarded with spruce black shoes.

Don't misunderstand me here. I wasn't some fashion freak who would go with one or two colours all over but it wouldn't hurt looking nice, would it?

My face was entirely fresh and handsome except for a few persistent pimples that ruined it a little and my hair was full and well shaped.

A woman in a uniform behind her desk caught me approaching and grinned. She was fleshy and her tight-fitting uniform divulged the alluring appearance of her weighty breasts which was more discernible when she leaned forward."Hey sir."

I grinned back."Rennie, you good?"

"Uh-huh, sure. And you sir?"She questioned back as well and never failed to give veneration to whom it was due.

I nodded my of course briefly."Is your boss.."

She cut me short midsentence but I wasn't a bit offended. Perhaps because she had a way of jettisoning the annoyance her manners may have caused with her charming smiles."He's in his office. You know the way. And congratulations on your last case."

"Thanks, Rennie."

"You welcome sir."

I wasn't suspicious that she knew about me helping to catch Del since she could've overheard about it and she could tell who I was here for because it was sort of generally known that I was friends with the D.P.O.

I made for the stairs and soon I was done with the mount and took a turn along a course. It was pacific here as I could hear my shoes hitting the floor as I walked. At a point some other footsteps combined with the sound of mine.

It was a policeman,armed to the teeth coming from the front,he seemed brawny and heroic like in the movies. His face wasn't one I was familiar with and he rendered a hard stare at me as we passed by each other like he had suspicions. That made my heart palpitate for a while and I wondered why I feared. After all I still looked a little responsible and friendly.

So I turned back my face to his retreating back and he seemed to have forgotten about me so soon. It must be the glasses. It possibly what provoked his suspicions. He must've thought I was acting cocky, whoever I was. Anyway I had arrived at my destination and I took it off before knocking on the door quickly.

A deep voice permitted me to come in just as quickly. Sensibly I already had one hand on the door handle so I didn't bother reaching for it and shut the door after me. At the time Steve was scribbling away on a piece of paper so I waited patiently until he stopped.

A scowl popped on his face and he leaned back in his chair.

Then there came the bombshell.

"Adeola Berenson. You're under arrest."

I froze. Terror washed over me. Whatha....

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