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FRED
What a day! Between robberies and murder’s attempts there’s not a moment of respite. I sit and stretch my legs on the desk, smoking a cigarette. I know that I shouldn’t. The anti-smoking rules are applied to all workplaces. Especially here, where we have to enforce the law, not to boycott it. Anyway the legislators should understand the importance of a dose of nicotine, if stress reaches highest levels.
I smoke slowly, not bothering about the penalties or other possible consequences. I’m enjoying this moment of respite, with eyes narrowed and back relaxed. Yes, this is good. I’m about to allow myself a nap, when...
The phone start ringing constantly, waking me from the stunning sensation I was falling in. I answer and hear my girl friend screaming like an eagle. Damn! She’s still angry for what happened yesterday night. How can she not understand? I was invited at dinner by her parents and arrived two hours late, but I couldn’t stop the pursuit of a criminal to go to the appointment. I can’t understand how could I fell in love with a woman like that. She’s a pain in the neck...I’m not going to leave her just because of her heart-shaped butt, of the soft lips, of the warm legs that surrounds my hips. Every time I’m with her, I love the way she lets me take her, the way she rubs against me, the way she moans excited. And, as I put down the phone, it stays quite on its place while the thing that I have in my underpants stands to attention. Very bad! I can’t allow my lower part to put more tension on me. Fortunately, closed in the drawer, I always have Playboy to use in case of needing. I leaf through it searching for the inspirating muse, and then I go with my hand where the sun never shines and start the great maneuvers. A few minutes are enough to get rid; I use a handkerchief to clean my hand. It’s strange! These are the first 5 minutes of quietness since I entered the Police District today.
While I’m still enjoying the after-effects of my solitary sex, Jim, my comrade, comes in breathless.
«Fred, did you hear the new? They sent a radio announcement»
«What? I heard a buzz, but I was busy in a certain affair and...»
I understand that I’m going too far. It’s better to omit.
«They were transferring a detainee from Los Angeles to San Diego. He pointed a gun to the driver and escaped with a hostage. »
I’ll never get used to the monstrosity of this job. «The guy doesn’t know he got into a big trouble. If he’s got a hostage they are going to chase him and, as far as I know, he will end up with a bullet in the brain. »
«There’s not only this. The hostage is a penitentiary ward» presses Jim.
«Who is he? Maybe I know him.» I ask curiously. There are a couple of wards with whom I often go to have a cappuccino, when it happens to hand them the criminals.
«It’s not a him. It’s a she. Khyla Freemont. »
As soon as I hear that name, I jump up. I can’t believe it.
«Khyla? My Khyla?»
«Yeah, just her. The one that you fucked for eight months, the one who prepared you breakfast, the one who massaged your feet looking the TV. But she’s the one that you betrayed and thrown in the middle of a road... So it is Khyla, but she certainly isn’t yours. »
Why is Jim always raging at me? I already know that I acted as an asshole, I keep repeating this each morning. Khyla was sweetie and kind, a girl out of time, but Fanny...is a goddess came on earth; she’s so beautiful to take breath away.
«Now, Jim, it isn’t the case to put little thingies on the i. Mine or not mine, Khyla is really in troubles. Hell! I didn’t know she was working in the jail.»
«I did. I saw her some weeks ago, but she told me not to tell you. Do you know what she said? That she hates that job, but she needs money so much. Because of you, she was homeless and without job. So Mary, her old friend, found her a job in the prison and she accepted it. She had no alternatives.»
«Stop making me feel guilty. I did wrong with her, but now I can remedy. I’ll find and free her, and I’ll kill the bastard that kidnapped her. And you know that I never back off. »
«Good! That’s the way I like you best. Also because I asked Cooper: he allowed us to deal with the case. »
To these words I furiously go to the door.
«Very good! Let’s go then, there’s no time to waste. »
