Saturday 5 May 2012

Hyacinth Dolls / Episode Three


It was a downtown. Not like any other metro, as this city is not that big enough. At the most seven & a half to eight million people live here. Central Europe. A little south. Even a sleepy city has a very rethoric past. A subdued character & very qualified infrastructure. The downtown is basically the oldtown. You can see wonderful cafes, very cozy pubs & classical food houses, stone made streets fit for horse carriage. Rellicks & stuctures of the houses. Massage bars, sex shops & private whore houses. Gay joints, communists joints, druggers or peddlers & students or Padris.

The evening crawled down long before. A silver opel car was standing in front of a music shop in Earl street. Two black suit men came out from the music shop. They were holding a big carcase. Which seems like it has an intrument inside. A bass guitar or a trombone. But the carcase was empty. As they just easily took it out, did set that carefully at the back seat. 
Peter, it was your turn. Mac threw the key to the driving seat.
- Order noted.
Ignition talked. The car was taken to the second gear.
- You think, this box will do?
- I am sure like a peg!
- Well, but they are two.
- Yes. This box has an anti-chamber. Two children can be easily accomodated.
- I can't take that untill I see it happen.

Peter was driving slowly as they were stuck in between some giant super market delivery trucks. Nobody was honking. That is sheer impoliteness. There was a little trouble with the police couple & a lambarghini driver round the corner. The driver was a young man. The car seems a vintage, model of 56's. Classical collection, sports. A little impatient Peter murmured..
 - Bitch!
- Who ? The Croatian or the Italian, which woman you mean?
None of them, Mac. Take your brain out of women for sometime. Give me a break.
- You push that damn break first. The police is asking you to stop now. Whom did you called Bitch anyway?
- To that lollypop.
- Lollypop? Oh!
- Look at that model . 56, classical, now a vintage. look at the condition. You can easily fetch a fortune for this bitch!

- Papers, please. The police couple looked a little impatient. It started raining by then. Strong sharp wind was falling on the faces like slaps. Peter took the papers out.
- Officer, is there any problem in the traffic on the way?
- Your liscence is from Italy
- & we are driving now from Zagreb. Mac interfered.
Cool! The brunette  police woman chuckled.
- What are you carrying in that box?
- Its a new box for my Bass Guitar, Mac replied.
- Open that please. The police officer demanded impatiently. Mac opened the box easily from his seat. Even without unfastning his seat belt. There was nothing inside the box. Female police officer looked for a while. Gave back the papers.
- Is there anything happened here?
 - Thats none of your business. Listen, the traffic is flowing smooth. Just dont drive faster than the rules. You Italians have a bad reputation of rash driving.
- I am an American national. But having a driving liscence from Rome. & we dont drive polite in U S.
Peter started the car & drove past some 100 meters.

- They are fools.
- Have you ever seen an intelligent police officer? Peter was sarcastic.
- Yes, the one who caught you in LA with five kilos of hashish.
- Forget that. That was an agent, not a policeman.
- Whats the big difference? A cop is always a cop.
- The same one was after us last Saturday.
- What do you mean?
- I am sure. I saw his face when he was cahsing our car. You remember, we had to wait in front of the railway crossing after the second street of the Robinson's Beach house?
- Sure, I do.
- I saw him there. His car was right behind us, a jaguar. Two seater, latest model. & he was wearing a hat.
- Are you crazy? You mean Cart Douglas?
- I mean it. It was him.

Silence. The car was in top gear. The sound of the engine was feeling the air. They were driving through the hilly tracks. The headlights were slashing the darkness of forest in every corner. On their left, a valley went down with a stream of water at the bottom. A meteor fell down from the dark sky in the oblivion..


Please wait for the next episode...


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