Chapter 310: Chapter 310

Chapter 310

~Blueeyes and DNA result~

Mr. Fanny writhed in pain while on the floor. The last visit of the American blonde almost cost him his life. With no answer for where his drugs and money were, Mr. Fanny had stared at the American blonde, while he entered the cubicle with his hostile bullies. The most he could do was stutter and run to the wall before they pounced upon like a tiger and pummeled his face, stomach and neck. He was stuck under the bullies who threw punches at him all over his body.

Once they confirmed he was weak on the floor, they gave up on him. The American blonde had advanced to him, held his face and threatened to take his life if he should visit next time without getting his money or drugs.

Mr. Fanny had developed a broken jaw, shattered ribs and joints, a swollen eyes and a scar on the head. He was thinking about his chances of seeing the light of dawn, when the prison warden invited him over to the phone booth to answer his call.

“Hello!” the female voice sounded in his ears. But it was a familiar voice. He guessed at the phone and saw that the caller was phoning him from jail. “Hello am I unto Fanny?” the female voice sounded again. It was a familiar voice.

If he guessed right it was Lucy. And indeed she was.

“Yes, this is Fanny. Lucy is that you?” he asked, “Why are you calling me from jail? Where the hell have you been? Where is the stuff I gave you to sell? Your brother is on the verge of sending me to my untimely grave. If I survive tonight it is by His Grace,” he asked and spoke at length while Lucy listened on.

“I am sorry Fanny!” she replied from the other end, “I flopped.”

“What do you mean you flopped? By the way why are you calling me from jail? This is not your number am I right?”

She broke down in tears, “I was rounded up by the police. Worst of it is that my best friend Virgen betrayed me. She was aware my ailing client slumped to death after taking my drugs and she hid it from me. I felt pained and dejected. As we speak am behind bars to serve a jail term of ten years . we are even now, Fanny…”

“Oh my God!” Fanny said from the other end, “I thought I warned you about quitting this shitty business and continue with your BBQ . What about the consignment I gave you to sell? Your brother’s visit next time is going to be bloody. I am going to die. Please we must get his drugs or money. Do you understand me? I don’t want to die…”

She replied from the other end, “listen up , sweetie, you are not going to die. We have his money intact. I buried it somewhere in the valley, where nobody could find it, unless I lead the person.”

“Oh my goose! I am finished! Right now you are in jail! How do I get it? How does it get to me? Can’t we send someone to get it? Your brother is definitely going to slit my throat when next he visit.”

“You just have to be strong, baby. And fight like a soldier. You have to defend yourself and don’t allow them kill you.”

He interrupted her, “Can you listen to yourself. How do I fight three to four men who are the most, dangerous prison inmates? I don’t have any tactics in martial art. I can’t even mold a fist correctly. You have to find means of making the money get to me else I am doomed. I rather die in my homeland than being slaughtered by assholes who termed themselves prison lords… hello, hello,” he heard nothing else than the wailing voice of Lucy.

Actually she wailed and hung up. The worst storm of life had hit her. She may not see Fanny again. If she ever did it may be his corpse; she thought.

***

Ever since Mrs. Fanny returned home. Blueeys had monitored her like a kitten.

He followed her secretly and overheard her secret phone calls with Teddy. He knew something was fishy about those twins and the said Teddy. He guessed the said Teddy was the same fella , he saw her with on the night of the twins party.

When Blueeyes returned to school, virtually all through the week they learned genetics and DNA. It was a topic he found helpful after getting to know its usefulness.

Within himself, he agreed to know the DNA of those twins; it was the little fight he could pull through to make Mrs. Fanny pay for charming Ken to divorce and despise his mother.

After countless failed try of sneaking into the room of the twin babies, Blueeyes finally earned a chance.

Mrs. Fanny had gone to the pools, one hot afternoon, when he sneaked in like a mouse, chopped a strand of their hair and tucked away quietly.

At another time he was with his father Ken , when he demanded , “I would fain be delighted to do some pedicure for my father,”

Astonished , Ken winked, “Go on, my son, anything for Blue,” Blueeyes did his pedicure, and took his nails and hair of the twin babies to a hospital.

“Kid what are you doing with those samples? And what do you know about DNA? The bald-headed, thick doctor asked.

Bewildered, Blueeyes replied, “We have a science week at school. I just want to know the DNA status of those samples. Run it and give me a detail description whether they match or not. I am an A-student. Please doctor, I need an A-result from you. I owe you some recommendation to my school if you do well.”

“Ok, boy, return in forty eight hours to have your result. I promise to give you an A-result,” the doctor said.

Blueeyes shook his head ruthlessly and dimmed his eyes in revenge.

Trouble was spelled…