ANGEL OF THE LORD NOVEL IN BLOG (PART 9)

ANGEL OF THE LORD NOVEL IN BLOG (PART 9)


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The two marked by afflictions of mashed balls and red nose headed for the clinic to be treated. Baste, the de facto leader and the most senior left with them to thresh out admin stuff with the Operations dept. The stocky, rotund, synthetic leather fiend was left with the chore to flesh out the incident report. He started clacking on the keyboard to type it out.

He hollered to the two dazed, half dead forms on the floor for their complete names and addresses. No reply came because of the stupor from the beatings. The paper work to be done and the unsavory flashback of the event earlier lighted a short fuse in the temperament of the interrogator. In a morbid frenzy he went around the table, and stomped his right foot on the throat of the driver who was sprawled face up on the floor.Poor victim grasped for air with a pitiful groan.

Mike kicked the foot which was extended forward stiffly towards the neck. Mike placed the impact just right to sprain the knee joint sidewise. The whipping pain made the aggressor stumble over Mike. “Putang ina, SOB,” escaped from his twisted lips as his left hand groped to claw at Mike’s face and his right fumbled for his piece tucked at his back. He finally drew it and poked it over Mike’s face while he clutched Mike’s jaw with his left and sat over Mike’s stomach with his full porcine weight.

“I’m gonna end it all for you today, I’ve had enough from you today, fuck you, you’ll know to leave your nose out of other people’s business”, with a crazed look, the agent cocked his gun over Mike’s agonized face. Mike twirled both his legs around the bloke’s neck from behind and snapped him backwards head first onto the floor. To throw more momentum, he followed through the motion with a crunching sit up. “Blag”, the head sounded off against the tiled cement surface. Mike knew the poor bugger had drifted off to dreamy sleep instantly.

Mike crawled in a wormy wiggle towards the unmoving form to fish for the keys to the cuffs. It was then that the door to the office opened and an authoritative figure in grey safari outfit walked in to find the mess of tangled bodies in awkward positions. He calmly walked over to Mike’s squiggly form, pulled out his official sidearm, and motioned Mike against the wall with it. “No more of your funny bravado young man. Assaulting police officers is no light matter to trifle with. I will throw the book at you and teach you a proper lesson”.

He clicked on handheld radio and gruffly bellowed into it. “Baste, I heard about your adventure outside, I want you guys up here in double time. And bring something for first aid for your best fighter. This boy beat the daylights out of him again”.

“Hey Jason, my man, basketball practice is not until 8pm tonight, didn’t you get the text message?” A jock tried to break Jason’s hasty progress across the thick lawn. “I know man”, Jason replied without breaking stride. “I need to catch up with some computer work over at IT.” He dodged him quickly with a Kobe sidestep and sprinted out of reach with rapid measured small steps a la Beckenham. He loved to call it the vanishing point and used it often to blaze a triangle offense breakaway to the basket.

The U.S. A.I.D which office was so fortified that everybody readily assumed it was the extension of Langley in Manila approved a grant to the university to equip them with high tech gadgetry with computers hooked up to the most sophisticated satellites in the U.S. flotilla above the atmosphere. It was a comfy deal because the university got the lead to upgrade their standards to the best state of the art technology. At the same time Langley got their most efficient listening post to China and the Jamiyah in the south manned by ultra efficient academicians. Unwittingly or not, is a secret only the Good Brothers who run the school can divulge, or maybe they themselves don’t know. .

Whatever, the neat arrangement was Jason got to use the computers and helped break in the local techies on how to properly use them.


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