I fell into the den of Fangs

Under the moon

They sat on a hill close to their neighborhood. When Dash suggested that they should get themselves drunk, Liam concurred and felt that was what he needed. He knew alcohol never solved problems and the problems would still linger, all he needed was that oasis and hiatus. He was flummoxed and mentally lassitude.

He did not want to be arrested for DUI so they decided to drive to the hummock in their neighborhood where the drive back home could be short with more chances of avoiding the police.

They had being there for over an hour. Larry, Dash and Chris smoked pot and cigarettes while Liam and Harry only frank beer but Harry had more cake than beer. When Liam saw Sandra run into Brian’s arms, thinking it was Brian who organized the surprised package, he only wanted to leave the scene and even forgot that he was holding the champagne he was about to pop. Dash had flung the flowers on the ground while Harry went for the cake and candies. He had immediately sliced a big chunk and munched.

“Sad fuc*ing birthday, Sandra.” Harry said, “We aren’t leaving this cake here because you don’t deserve it.” He had carried the candy box along and munched as he went t the car.”

Liam got on his feet, holding a bottle of Tequila and walked down the steep of the hill.

“What’s up, dude?” Dash said as they saw Liam walking down,

“Real n*****s don’t sulk over bitches.” Larry said.

“Just need some alone time.” Liam said without turning back. The hummock was lit by the refection of the moon, and the night-calling insects chorused. He went down the steep and found a place and sat down. He took a long sip of the tequila and tried to assure himself that the whole event was not just a nightmare.

He had told Sandra he was travelling and was not going be around for the Halloween and her birthday. That was part of the surprise package. He had planned to spend the Halloween night with which coincided with her nineteenth birthday. He had convinced his friends and they had to practice the uniform dance. Having Larry concur to this was not a doddle. He had to buy pot for them any day they practiced. Just as he was about to pop champagne, Brain appeared and Sandra thought it was him who organized it because she thought Liam was out of town.

When did they back together? Brian of all people? This was humiliating and annihilating. He was totally heartbroken.

“I am sorry, Liam but after what Brian did to me, I can never bring myself to trust or love a man again.” She had told him and cried.

“you are too young to say that. You are just eighteen and can’t take such a decision rashly now. I understand if you can’t accept me and I may deal with you rejecting me but not seeing you plunge into melancholy. Please give me the chance to be a friend you can lean on. I just want to revivify that shiny smile of yours. I want to see the perky sweet Sandra Bigger Than Bullocks.”

She had smiled and he had loved her smile.

He had spent three months trying to make her happy. He was always there for her, keeping a space so he would not be overbearing. He would take her out for movies, snacks, chat her up and did all he could to make her happy until that night he driven her home, and after he walked her to the front of her house, she had turned and walked into his arms and they had their first kiss. That was the beginning of a blossoming relationship which gave him the best moments of his life. He had never cheated on her and never intended. He never saw the slightest hint that Brian was back into her life.

Liam heard a crashing sound and turned swiftly. What was that? He looked round but saw nothing. Maybe he had just imagined it.

He took another sip and he began to hear low sounds. This time he was sure it was for real. It was like someone was moaning in pains. He looked up and realized that it was not coming from any of his cronies who were having fun up hill. These sounds were close and a wave of fear and curiosity flowed into him.

He tried to use his ears to trace the sounds and he fixed his gave on a small fragment of a rock about five feet high and six feet wide.

The sounds seemed to be coming from there. He got up, held the bottle as a potential weapon. A part of him told him to call his friends while another part told him to check what it was. He began to take meticulous steps towards the rock while his heart thumbed. As he moved closer, the sounds became louder and he was sure that it was a human being moaning. He stopped, his eyes fixed on the rock, hesitated before he summed up the courage and moved closer to the rock. He was sure the moans were coming from behind it.

He peeped and saw a figure lying on the rocky ground. He quickly brought out his phone and put on the flashlight. What he saw shocked him. She was a girl probably between eighteen and twenty years old. She was lying on her back, her legs were wide apart and her hands were on her chest. She was blond with her hair sprawled on the ground. Her eyes were half closed and he noticed her long eyelashes. Her Roman nose was well-set over tight lips with the lower lips slightly bigger.

She was between being slim and chubby but her waist was broad.

She was wearing white pants, blue T-shirt and white sneakers. She was still moaning and seemed not to notice him.

“Hey.” Liam said, looking round to see if there was someone else around. What was she doing here? What was wrong with her?

“She is hot.” A voice emerged from behind and Liam flinched.

“Damn, Larry you scared the hell out of me”

Larry smiled. “I had to check on you. I don’t want you to commit suicide and here we are with a hot, voluptuous hot damsel.”

“Are you out of your mind? She is in pains.”

“She is just a girl who got high and knocked off. There is nothing wrong with her. No blood, no bruises and the moans are getting me horny, bro”

“We need to help her.” Liam said and moved to her. He bent down and tried life her to a sitting position while he supported her with his hands.

“What happened to you?” Liam asked her but she did not reply but just moaning.

“She is high, that is what is wrong with her.” Larry said as he began to unzip his pants.

Liam gave him quizzical glance before he raised her up and she leaned on him.

“You are crazy Larry and I mean it.”

“Liam, you are such an asshol*. What the hell are you trying to prove? A gentleman or a pope? You know why Sandra jilted you? Because you are a fuckin* fairytrale, soft hearted prince charming and dames hate guys like you, Mr. Perfect fuckin* jerk! She jilted you and went back to the hard dude who broke her heart because girls hate guys like you. Now you just got us dancing for a b***h and she ran into her ex’s arms right in your presence. Is that not enough reason to let you understand that all girls are slots and they deserve nothing buy just a hit? Now we got this sexy Halloween gift and you are trying to open the scriptures. What the hell is blocking that channel that allows sense into your goddamn brain? Now dude, this girl got those hips that get me hard and you will not stop me. You can take turn after me if you wish but this girl is definitely going to get it hard from me. I promise she won’t die.”

“You will not do that…”

Larry made a rush and pushed Liam. Liam lost balance and fell on the ground with the girls and he protected her by making her fall on top of him. Larry saw the hip her buttocks made and got more libido stir.

He made a move and pulled the girl buy Liam sent his long legs to kick Larry on his stomach.

“Fuc*!” Larry who had not expected this cried and held his stomach. Liam got on his feet while the girl was left lying down.”

“You will regret this, looser!” Larry threatened and clenched his fist.

“Be my guest.” Liam said.

“What the hell is going on here?” Dash said and jumped to stand between them.

“Is that for real?” Chris said paying his attention to the girl on the ground. “I think I am so high I imagine a juicy hot girl right here.’

“She is for real bro and this jerk is playing Captain America.” Larry said.

Harry was standing a little above them, munching cake.

“Come on, Liam , she is a gift of compensation. You just lost you hole to a welcome-back dude and just let it flow. Guys, we should let him go first. Okay, there is no need to fight over this. You all know that I am the wise one and we should let Liam mount her first and Larry before I take my turn. Dash, you go next and Harry would go last. See? I got the solution.” He laughed.

|No one is touching her and she needs help. I am taking her for treatment.” Liam said.

“You are so dumb!” Larry said. “Being high is not being sick. We are all high and we should operate on the same level.”

“I said no!” Liam said still breathing hard.

“Okay, I got a final solution. We are five here so as a patriotic American, God’s own country where democracy is in play, we should vote. We either get three to two or four to one so if you are for fuc* the b***h, go for yes and if you are for leave the b***h, say no.

********

Detective Rick stood in the vast office of Detroit Police chief, David Power. A man in his early fifties with wrinkled forehead and mark Twain moustache sat behind his desk as he looked at the pile of money on the table.

“Six million dollars!” David exclaimed, “and what the hell is this?” He pointed at a strange bundle of notes which looked like currencies. It was brown colored with strange designs and write ups no one could comprehend.

“We tried to figure out what it was but no one could do that but we know it is form of currency but does not look like what anyone has seen before.”

“He buried it at the backyard garden of his father’s house, right?”

“Yes, sir and he was found dead at that point.”

“So what do you have on him?”

“He was a zoologist and a wildlife expert. He worked for Dr. Peter Mash for two years as an assistant in his wild life documentary firm. He was one of the youngest members of STS…”

“What’s that?” David cut in, took a sip of coffee and eased his balk.

“Save The Specie. It is a non-governmental organization with their headquarters in Chicago. They save animals and plants prone to extinction. Daniel was a researcher and had a laboratory at home. He left DR. Mash and set up his own crew and was about to travel to Africa for a documentary before his demise. He was more of an introvert, had a low social life. Lost his girl friend one year ago and never had another but visited brothels sometimes. He had no criminal records. He had never being arrested even any offence.”

“Did he make enough money to have six million dollars buried at the back of his house?”

“No, sir” He earned two thousand dollars while he worked for Dr. Mash.”

“Did you talk to his parents after you found this?”

“Yes, sir. The father led us to the point he died and may not have known there was money buried there. It was at that point I asked about his girlfriend he told me she died one year ago. She got lost in the woods and it was suspected that an animal had attacked her but no trace of remains was found.”

“What was her name?”

“Olivia Kent. Sergeant Connery handle d the case and I talked to him.”

“I remember the girl. She got missing mysteriously. She was his girlfriend?”

Something tempted Ricky to say no but faced reality and avoided the sarcasm.

“Yes, sir.”

“Is this a sort of coincidence? She got missing and an animal was suspected to have killed her because there were impressions found on the ground believed to that of a wolf. Now, Daniel is dead and killed by a wolf. But his body was found. What is going on?”

“There are lots of strange finding sir. After I went to see Sergeant Connery, I and Detective Sherry went back to Daniel’s house and we realized that his laboratory had been emptied and everything carted away and that means we were being watched. His father claimed to know nothing and we used a lie detector and he seemed to be telling the truth.”

David’s forehead wrinkled as he thought about this.

“Drop the reports you gave me, Daniel’s body expressed no rigors mortis after two days of death and he was still warm.”

“Yes Sir.”

David took in a deep sigh.

“We must find those who got to the laboratory and this currency must be identified. We will have to work on Daniel and the details of the man that was said to be killed in Canada by the same wolf. I still wonder how a wolf can kill two men, over three hundred kilometers apart within twenty minutes.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“You can leave Detective. I have to work more on the reports.”

“Thank you, sir.”

Rick left the office and met Sherry waiting for him.

“There is a man here to see us. He mentioned you in particular. A PD.”

“Did you do a check on his?”

“Yes, he is legit.”

“Does he know we are busy?”

“Let’s find out what he wants. “

“The chief is deeply interested in this case.’

“Who would not be? This strange events are befuddling.”

They got into their office where two armed policemen sat with another man in black coat which covered his black suit.

Rick was huge but he knew this man was bigger. He was around seven feet three inches with a body rippling with muscles. His hair was white with white eyebrows and thin red eyes. His nose was bulbous with large nostrils over thick dark lips. His jaw was square and aggressive. He stood up, with a smile and extended his large strong arms.

“Detective Rick. I am Detective Ian Cliff. A private Detective with ESP Security Firm, Chicago. I was hired by Saving The Specie Organization to investigate the death of one of their members, Daniel Michael.”

Rick felt the strength in the hand of this red eyed detective.

“You are welcome. What may we do for you?”

Before Ian could say a word, Rick’s phone chimed.

“Excuse me, please.” Rick said and picked the call.

“Mr. Hum.” He said listened.

“Are you serious? How?” He listened. “Jesus Christ! We will be on our way.”

“What is it?” Sherry asked.

“Daniel’s body is missing and that happened within three minutes.”

Rick remembered that Ian was standing there.

“Detective…”

“You can call me Ian.”

“We need to go out right now.”

“If it is about Daniel, you guys have being looking at the wrong sides. I think we can help each other.”

“I am afraid we have to work independently. I don’t like private detectives interfering in my job.”

“Even when you don’t have answers to some questions? I just said you are looking into the wrong directions and would never get the quiddity of the events. We need each other Detective.”

“What do you know?”

“A lot.”

******

Liam and Dash voted for no s*x while Larry and Chris voted foe Yes s*x. Now all eyes were on Harry who had stopped munching his cake. He looked at each of them with confusion. He was in a fix and the eyes that worried him most was that of Larry who glared at him, sending silent messages which he understood.

Larry was the most dangerous amongst them and he was the one who stopped Harry from being bullied. Liam was kind and cool and he would not want to give him away but the eyes Larry bore into him was piercing and intimidating.

Larry could be vindictive and unforgiving. Now he was in a dilemma. His vote was the determinant of the night.

“We do not have all day, Fatty.” Larry said in a cold tone. “Yes or no?”

Harry made up his mind. He said……..