the tale of a blue bulb (3/4)

The two friends sat along with owner to check the plan for one last time,

“Don’t be nervous. Trust our plan, bueno ? ” said the blue-eyed one.

“Are you sure? I mean, what if the old lady has nothing in her apartment.” asked the owner.

“Guys, I know her for two freaking years. Every week a shipment comes at her address. Whenever I ask her, she always dismissed the topic with a vague answer.”

“How exactly do you know it is a vague one ?”

“ She says that her TV was broken and her son bought a new one. Next time she says that her fridge wasn’t working and her son bought a new one. As far as I can see, something is going inside her house every week.”

“Or her son could be a good man…?” asked his friend.

“Either he can or can’t be. But, isn’t she too old to break a TV or to use a fridge ‘wasn’t-working’ long? ”

“Anyway, I asked everyone to leave their apartments, to catch spirits as for your bulb-tales.” said the owner with a triumph look.”How could so many people fall for the same old trick…? Huge response for a spirit living in the bulb, eh.”

“They worship Gods and fear the Devils as well.”  said the one.

“Good people. I bet they watch a lot of horror movies.” replied the other.

Three people chose a spot from which the old woman’s house was clearly visible.

A few minutes later, a young man seems to emerge from her house. He was a heavy man with a bald head.

“Look, that’s her son.”

No one knew that the plan of blue-eyed man was initiated a few minutes earlier. The police gathered below the building,

“Oh God, Look at the ground. Police. How the hell did they know…?” asked his friend.

“It’s alright, man. Surprise part of my plan. They’re rented ones, courtesy of the owner.” continued the blue-eyed man, “Quick, follow me.”

His friend took his binoculars and looked closely at the policemen. His jail-times taught him a great deal to judge the figures. Those quick moments and the tough faces that reveal nothing but dominance. They are real ones.When he turned to express his doubts, his friend was already halfway to the old woman’s house.

When he turned his head to express his doubt, his friend was already halfway to the old woman’s house.

When he turned towards the owner, a sly-look greeted him.

“There lies no insult to choose a wise choice, Don’t you think ?” he paused to lower the voice, “Besides, the reward for the right call would be better on two halves.”

 

Cont’d…

Thank you for reading…

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