Tales whispered in the dark

James finally meets Dorsah...

CHAPTER 2
Darkness Under Heaven
P.O.V
[There is a darkness within us. So insatiable it consumes our very souls.*agya bioh*]
"James Addo Jones! Our number one suspect" CID inspector Ignatia Owusu said out loud to her colleagues. "The sickest of them all!" She added. They were reviewing James' criminal records; "assault,petty thefts,assault with a deadly weapon, suspected hitman for the azziz crime family, home invasions..."
"Don't forget murderer too" The beautiful female inspector said,from accross the room.
"But it is not in the records Mad....ei....sir!" Timid constable Dela responded. Ignatia shot him an angry look for she hated being called "madam".She had made that clear on her first day on the job when she made he,
constable Dela,do a thousand push-ups for the same mistake of calling her"madam". The whole 21st pricinct laughed at Dela because he literally cried through the entire ordeal. The "chauvinistic goats" have since feared her she thought amusingly to herself. She was the only female in the "04" crime investigators' development school year group. The men there had taunted her for coming into a profession mostly dominated by men...but she knew why she was there and she did her best to emerge top of her class at the end of the programme.She liked the looks on their faces when she mounted the podium to collect her inspector detective badge."good times" she thought sarcastically.
"Of course it's not in his records because that information is sealed in his juvie file" Ignatia had retorted. "I studied him in school you know? He battered one of the seniors in his SHS to death 10 years ago apparently because he didn't like the way the senior talked to him" She added.
"My God! What makes a person do this?" Dr. Osei Boakye lamented as he searched for evidence and cause of death of the corpses. He was a forensic scientist but he never quite got used to deaths."Any evidence that can lead us to the culprit yet doc.? " Ignatia asked. "Not yet" "damn!" She was getting impatient now and looked through the window james had used to make his escape earlier. "Where the hell could you have gone to!" She echoed.
Meanwhile, James had laid low the entire next day till the said time he was to meet with "Dorsah". Dorsah,"the guy who will give me answers".This thought brought him some iota of joy for he would love to chop of the head of the one who dared to attack him and kick it into a bin like a "chan-chan" ball.
St prince street is a quiet place. People seldom use it at 7:00pm since The New Bridge road was a more easy shortcut.
It was ideal for a meet-up. "Dorsah has chosen well" James thought to himself when he got there 5 minutes early. 7:00 pm on the dot was marked by a hooded figure appearing from a dark alley down the street.The figure kept looking behind him to check if he was being followed. "You Dorsah?" James asked the figure as he got closer. "Yes" the figure replied.Closer to james now, the figure took of his hood.
He was a man in his forties.He was smallish and wore glasses."your family was killed because of the job you pulled 4 years ago" he said bluntly."they would have killed you too if i hadn't shot at them" "i chased after them as they ran and left you that note knowing you would wake up soon" he added. "But how could i have slept through it all?!" James asked ."because you were drugged" Dorsah replied."By who?" James enquired eagerly."by...."
(gun shot)! Dorsah was bleeding now.He had been shot!...(to be continued)

By: Owusu F Michael