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…