Masked

CHAPTER 4 DUPE

“ …shhh . You hear it John?”

“Yes ma’am. According to our report there are around ten to twelve men, and they have five-six girls and around ten children captured. They are drugging them for about a week and making them addicts. Then they will sell them to different parts of the world.”

“I see. Listen up all of you. We’ll divide ourselves in teams of two. John, Sera, Kevin and Milan, you go from the other side and free those kids and girls. David, Kelvin, Milly and I will go and deal with those druggies. Okay everyone? Understood?”

“Yes ma’am!”

“Come come here little slut. You want more of this right? Come suck my d**k and take it.”

“Please give me more of this. I’ll do whatever you say. Please, I beg you.”

“Come here baby girl. Yes. Crawl to me. Yes, you are doing good. Take off my

belt, gooddd. Now take it like a little slut that you are. Wow…yes…yes..”

“Don’t you think you d**k is too small to even fit in the mouth, you dickhead!”

“Who the f**k?! s**t! It’s LAD!”

“At least you got some knowledge about us Ricky.”

“She even knows our names!”

“Obviously I do! I always do my homework.”

BANG!

“Wait! Was it a gunshot?”

“I think one of your friends is already down with Ricky. It will be better if you surrender and tell the whole truth. Or you can also die. Don’t worry, we’ll bury you too with your friend.”

“Shut up you b***h!” BANG!

“Seriously Ricky! You’re gonna regret this. Trust me. Guys! Action time!”

BANG!BANG!BANG!

“Phew.. A chaos you created Ricky.”

Ricky was now tied with rope, on the ground in front of me. Obviously, begging for his f*****g life.

“Cut the crap and get straight to the point. Where were you taking those girls and kids to? “

“We-we were just drugging them. We were told just to drug them on a regular basis and look after them. I swear I don’t know anything else.”

“And what were you feeding them besides drugs? Your d***s? Tell me who's behind all of this?”

“I don’t know. I swear.”

“John, he isn’t of any use anyway. Shoot him.”

“No wait please wait! I’ll tell you.”

“That’s like a good boy.”

“We got orders on the phone. From- from D’s people. That’s all I know. Trust me please.”

“Hmm. This D! Ahh…! Do you have any idea where we can find them?”

“No. We don’t know anything. Please leave us.”

“Okay I’ll trust you. John! Look after them.”

“Yes ma’am.”

BANG!BANG!BANG!

“Kelvin, take care of their bodies with John. And Sera, are the kids and girls okay?”

“Yes ma’am. We have seated them in our vans. We’ll take them to our shelter house and they will be treated by our doctors there.”

“Good. Kevin and Milly, are the drugs taken care of?”

“Yes ma’am. We have it under control. They will be submitted to the anti- drugs department in the morning.”

“Good.”

“Let’s go guys. Good work.”

I run an organization. We work against drug dealers. My organization’s name is X. Being the CEO of Alonso F&B is my side business, just for funds. Why anti drugs?

Well, there’s a little sad story behind it. I used to live with my family till I was eleven. Me, my mother, my father and my elder brother. We used to live in Greenport, a small town near New York. We were happy, like all ordinary families. My father used to work for the government. One day, while returning from an office dinner, my father and mother got into an accident. My brother Sam and I were at home. Our paternal aunt came and took us to hospital. They were already dead by then. It was the worst night of my life. For a whole year, my brother and I were shuffled between our relatives' houses. Then, they decided to leave us in an orphanage. I was twelve by then and Sam was fifteen. Sam started working part time jobs but couldn’t make enough for him to take care of two persons. Six years passed in that orphanage. I was to get into the university. I got scholarships because of my excellent scores. Then suddenly, one day Sam was told to move out of the orphanage. He said he got an apartment for us where we can live happily. I was genuinely happy. I gotta get out of that shitty place where the warden treated the children like rats. We shifted to our new HOME. Everything was going great. I was praised in uni, Sam bought a lot of money, but used to stay out for most of the time.

Then my second worst night of my life came. I came back from my part time job that I was doing without telling Sam. I found him unconscious on the ground. I called 911. He was admitted to hospital.

“He overdosed. Sorry, we could not save him.” These words of doctor still lingers in my head even after all these years.

Police came, and told me something more shocking. Sam was involved with drug dealers. He used to supply drugs. He secretly started dealing on his own. His old organization threatened him. He got a big consignment and took advantage of it. He couldn’t arrange the stuff and maybe that’s why decided to die. Everything that was finally taking shape, shattered in pieces in a few minutes. I HATE HIM.

Guess I had to do more funerals.

I went home and found a letter. Letter from Sam to me.

“ Hey my little sister.

You have found this, this means I’m already dead.

I’m sorry Al, but I couldn’t do anything else. I don’t know if you know what I used to do for a living or not, but I would like to tell you this on my own today. I’m apologizing to you before telling you this ‘cause I know you are gonna hate me for this. When we were in the orphanage, I saw our warden with a few men dressed in black, giving her packets pf white powder. I was eighteen at that time and was struggling to make money. I had to send you to a good university and see my little sister shine. Warden caught me peeking in her office and called me after those men left. She told me if I want to make money and save you from her, I have to work for her. All I had to do was to deliver those packets to designated addresses. I had no choice. I started making money and then in a few years you grew up. I swear when I saw you for the first time, when mom gifted me you, I was so happy that I used to ask to skip school so I can be with you. When you said you got admission in your dream university, I could not help but think about how cute and little you used to be.

I always thought you missed mom and dad a lot, but you never showed it. I didn’t want you to feel like an orphan Al, that’s why I tried my f*****g best to earn and give you the best life. But I’m sorry, because I think your life could not go any worse from this.

The day I told you that we should move out, our warden threatened me that she would sell you to those human traffickers, because I told her that I could no longer work for them. But I had to save you from her, so I decided that we should leave this hell. But they chased me to our apartment also, and I had to give up. For the past few months, I started dealing on my own. I got a big consignment, after which I thought as I got the full payment, we would leave this city and go somewhere else where we could start afresh. But I couldn’t complete it on time. Al, if I didn’t take this step, they would probably harm you, and trust me I cannot bear to see you in pain.

Al, now listen to me carefully. In our cupboard, there is a plane ticket for New York. Also there is enough cash for you to take admission in a new college. And I know you have been saving from your part time job. I don’t know when you will get to see this letter, that’s why I have scheduled the flight from a week to my death date.

Just be safe,OKAY?

And I love you a lot Al, please don’t hate me so much.

I LOVE YOU

Your brother, whom you probably hate,

SAM.”