Just two days ago, an immense roar came from the office of News Reporting Department. Mr. Wickedly, an obese man wearing tight braces lifted a chair up and broke it into half.
‘Someone must have stolen my wallet!’ shouted Mr. Wickedly.
‘Who’s so bold to have done it?’ whispered some of the employees, talking to each other secretly.
‘I saw Stone sneaking into your office and later hiding a black wallet with white diagonal lines when coming out. I can now make sure that the wallet is in the inner pocket of Stone’s jacket, Mr. Wickedly.’ recalled Pain, a horrid man having two gold teeth.
‘Stone, please show up in front of me with your jacket put on!’ yelled furiously Mr. Wickedly.
‘What’s going on?’ asked curiously Stone, having wavy hair and wearing blue jeans.
‘Take off your jacket quickly!’ ordered anxiously Mr. Wickedly.
Stone did as what Mr. Wickedly had said and then the back wallet was really found in the inner pocket. Stone’s mouth fell open. Actually, he had seen through that was the evil plot of Pain’s.
‘Any explanations?’ asked Mr. Wickedly.
‘I don’t know what to say, even you keep accusing me. It’s really not done by me.’ said stone, trying helping himself.
‘Let’s fire him, he still doesn’t admit this ounce of truth, Mr. Wickedly.’ grinned Pain.
‘Wait, Mr. Wickedly. I can photograph the hotspot of drug dealing dominated by the wanted, Toxic. For you as quick as possible, ok?’ interrupted Stone.
‘Can you really catch the moments of drug dealing to be the first reported scripting the headline?’ suspected Mr. Wickedly.
‘Exactly.’ answered confidently Stone.
‘Deal it!’ said Mr. Wickedly.
‘Maybe I just make use of my proficiency of being a reporter as an excuse.’ thought Stone.
Pain stamped on the floor. He was pressing the buttons to call Toxic and told him to murder Stone during the secret investigation.
In a fabulous restaurant, Stone had dated Emma to have a dinner with him. Both of them dressed in western style suit and dress. They had been getting along with each other for a long period of time. In the middle of the dating, Stone brought up the current work and mission courageously and shared them with Emma.
‘I’m following up… a case of photographing the process of drug dealing dominated by Toxic. I’ll go investigating after several days.’ said Stone.
‘Pardon? I think it’s not my hearing loss problem. Don’t you know how devilish Toxic is? Don’t you know this tremendous mission will get rid of you in case of any mistake?’ responded loudly Emma.
‘I absolutely know, I know, Emma. Listen to me, I am in charge of this and I have been determined to do so.’ replied Stone.
‘I also know your name “Stone”. Can’t you be that persistent as a real stone? As you know danger will come forward to you reporters, without telling you what’ll happen next!’ said Emma, starting to give some disputes.
‘I understand your feelings and concern about these. I’ll walk by faith to make proofs to you, Emma.’ insisted Stone.
‘Ok! That’s fine… I respect your decision but you must promise to have the mission completed and to be back without any injuries.’ said sensibly Emma.
‘Yes, I promise you, Emma. It’s the honourable commitment between you and I’ smiled Stone, then hugged and kissed with Emma.
The astonishing day came eventually. Stone was packing his digital equipment. No one had ever known what the result would be. Stone just knew he should go to the alcohol factory and photograph the moments of drug dealing between Toxic and a teenage called Wilson who was the son of Pain. After arriving at the factory, Stone stared at the gate and was thinking about how to have it done by perseverance.
Stepping into the corridors, where were some cupboards storing glasses of alcohol. Stone could hear the conversation between Toxic and Wilson and his awareness was aroused.
‘Twenty-eight packages of heroin here with payment $6750.’ said softly Toxic.
‘Thank you…thank you… these’re what I want.’ said Wilson, paying money with a shaking hand.
‘Who’s hiding behind that cupboard?’ awoke Toxic, pointing at the cupboard.
Virtually, Stone forgot to switch off the function of flash as that there was a bright light beam when he took the photos. Toxic discovered that Stone was there and then he grabbed a glass of alcohol to throw on Stone. Abruptly, Stone’s eyes started being hot as a fire was burning in his eyes.
The glass of alcohol floating in the air slowed down and was broken into pieces by the power of telekinesis. It frightened Toxic and Wilson, and even Stone was panicky. Toxic knew what to do with the circumstance so he took a package of heroin and unwrapped it, spead the white small solids in the air. Due to the speedy spread rate, the heroin entered the eyes of Stone whose telekinesis was spoiled. Stone’s eyes began being paralysed and painful. Stone dropped the camera and he could feel Toxic and Wilson escaping as far as possible. However, he laid down on the floor, bearing an unclear mind.
After a 9-hour operation, Stone lying on the bed was pushed out of the room by the doctors. Emma stopped weeping and quickly went to take a tight hold of Stone’s hands.
‘Your commitment is honoured, Stone.’ Smiled Emma, some weep falling down from her face.
‘I’ll not give up being with you.’ Said gently Stone, staring at Emma.
‘Toxic and Wilson’ ve been arrested and your photos of the camera is sent to be put at the headlines of today’s newspapers.’ Said Emma, with a relaxing heart.
‘It proves that the sacrifice of barely contributing my life brings me a kind-hearted girlfriend and wards off the bad effects of drugs spreading in the community.’ realized Stone.
Both of them smiled to each other, and then hugged together and kissed each other…