THE BOYS ARE BACK

THE BOYS ARE BACK

CHAPTER 1

          IN THE BEGINNING…….

When agent Joe came back from all his missions, his last, actually he had thought to himself. He went straight to the only place someone who loves family-time would want to go to; HIS FAMILY. When he got to his father’s house, he went close to the cottage and just then he had this weird feeling inside of him just like those instances where we imagine that there’s an angel and a devil arguing on what decision you should make on your left and right shoulders. Joe approached the front door cautiously as if already told that there’s a danger inside waiting for him. When he finally got close enough to the door, it was quiet....’ a lil bit too quiet’ he muttered and just then he heard a ‘creek’ ‘creek’ sound coming from the inside. Joe was frightened and yet confident at the same time he was not sure of what he was going to face in the next second.

            With all confidence and effort he could gather from his moral, he pushed open the door only to find the shock of his life; a lifeless body brutally murdered hanging all slumped up on a see-saw chair as he use to call them when he was little. ‘Dad?’… He called out in surprise and disbelieve, someone had just murdered his dad just before he came in and had fled from the sight of him approaching the cottage!. Joe was confused even though dead bodies was a normal sight due to his career as a secret agent, seeing his father’s lifeless body just sitting or hanging there gave him a quick and deep shiver, he became weak and fragile like a new born baby, the only thing he could see himself doing was looking into the eyes of reality, a deep dark cloud of nothing, of no good. He had always heard the saying; ‘you reap what you sow’... But does that apply to the murder of his dad?..Does his dad have to suffer his own fate as an agent?..He was totally confused. So drunk in his thoughts was he, until the quiet and gentle breeze pushed a letter stained with blood which was  pinned to his father’s chest by a pocket knife. ‘The murderer had left a clue’.. he thought, standing up, he went for the note and read with high disbelieve. On the front page of the letter was the inscription with blood and ink; “THE BOYS ARE BACK”. He moved back in disbelieve and sat on the floor starring back into infinity and thinking about how things had gotten to this stage! His arch nemeses were back on his trail again!

To be continued……