"So what that beauty said was true, huh?" I said in my mind as I could see the beautiful faces with huge b**bs smiling right at me. It all still felt like a dream as I could hear myself crying out loud.
Back to the present…
"Oh! No, Detective Corey, what the hell are you still doing back here? You should be on stage by now," Parnies said while keeping me fixed for my tie.
"It's this bloody tie. I've never actually been a fan of this and you know that," I said while still fumbling with my wrist buttons.
"Even on your big day, you choose to do this b*llshit. Just don't act like a detective but dress like one too, Corey—or should I say boss?" Parnies said while already done with my tie.
I gave a light chuckle.
"Boss indeed. You know I got this promotion by luck though."
"Nah man, isn't that a fat lie? You totally earned it. You're the smartest detective I know—well, after me of course."
We both laughed at his comment.
"You better go up."
"Now, I'd like for us to give a round of applause for our one and only MR COREY MULLER to receive his award."
"That's your cue. Go on, like I earlier said, it's your big day," Parnies said as he pushed me towards the podium while my name was being called out by the master of the ceremony.
I took a deep breath and took a step towards the podium. A loud ovation followed with each step I took until I reached it. I was smiling all the way. The rest of the day went smoothly and my colleagues and higher-ups kept congratulating me on my promotion—for I was promoted to sergeant. Wow! That day was fun. T*ts brushed on my chest as each of my female colleagues gave me a huge hug as a way of congratulating me.
Well, that day passed blissfully, and within two weeks I was assigned on another mission with my buddy Parnies.
"Hey! Man, maybe this could see a hit on a promotion for you," I said while we were undercover as tourists on the case.
"Yeah, you're probably right. I'm never really assigned tasks like this. I was even surprised when Watson said I was on the case," he said in between mouthfuls, eating on a pineapple.
"Slow down, chunk. These fruits aren't running away."
"Well, I'm just glad I'm on this case with a pro like you."
"Me? A pro? Nah, I don't think so. I just like doing what needs to be done."
"The heck, you're joking right now? You're the top detective on the list. You're always winning a case. I still wonder how you f*cking do that."
"Uh, I wonder too sometimes, but I believe it's just training—nothing really special."
Parnies shrugged his shoulders as we both stood up, ready for the real action. Now, playtime is over.
We both entered the truck that was assigned to us to aid the investigation and stealthily tracked down the car we were asked to watch. They stopped at a huge mansion. It was like a party was going on—not that kind of wild party, but a party of the elites in society.
Parnies and I smiled at each other as we both knew what we'd do next.
We got suited up in suits and that bloody tie again. Well, I had to wear it for the mission. We went inside the venue as guests with masks, for it was like a bird mask party. We split up so as not to raise suspicion.
"Parnies, you copy?" I asked while stealthily holding the intercom in my ear as I sat on the corner bar, looking around.
"Yes, securing the target," he replied.
I could see him on the stairs.
After some time, I stood up and made my way to the stairs. My gun was in my back pocket; my suit was actually covering it.
Immediately I stepped foot into the room on the stairs, a gun was pointed at my head. I instinctively raised my hand as the person behind raised the gun and urged me to move forward.
They led me to another room, and as soon as I stepped in, the first person I saw was Parnies sitting on a chair close to the supposed target man, sipping wine. My brows narrowed for a second.
"Oh, is this the friend you always told me about?" the target, Mr. Thuy, asked Parnies while looking in my direction.
"More like a rivalry. So yes, he is the one," Parnies replied.
I couldn't hold my surprise anymore.
"What the f*ck is going on here, Parnies?" I asked. My breath wasn't steady as that sentence was mixed with anger and surprise.
Shut the f*ck up pal," I heard the man behind me say as he pressed the gun harder on my head.
I didn't say a word anymore, I just stared blankly at parnies, obviously waiting for an explanation. I hoped this was all some prank cause I could recall parnies as someone who could pull off such a thing.
"You think you're all superior huh? Parnies shouted out in anger interrupting my thoughts."Acting all mighty and all, you think no one can best you," at this juncture in came towards me and gave a me a severe punch in my left cheek.
I staggered backwards, unable to say a word as I just stared at him shocked at what he just uttered. It had seem I lost my voice.
"Well sorry to burst your bubble, a**hole, I'm gonna f*ck you up, a.k.a kill you," he continued while giving off a cynical villainy laugh.
"You know, I didn't think it'll be this easy to fool the so-called smartest detective."
"I never gave myself that name," I said through gritted teeth, "and what the actual f*ck is going on, Parnies?"
I had suddenly found my voice.
"But you accepted the praises, didn't you?"
I didn't answer. I just stared hard at him, sweat already dripping down my face, my anger reaching its peak.
Parnies laughed again while pointing a gun at my head.
That's when I understood he was never really a friend or my "buddy." He secretly hated me and had been planning this whole set-up long ago. In that moment, I felt betrayed—my one true friend backstabbing me. That was just pure b*llshit.
I heard the click of the gun and BOOM
I could feel the bullet pierce through my head as I slowly closed my eyes. Parnies was laughing hysterically, my blood on him, as I finally gave up the ghost.