Revenge and Murder

The beat of strong drums echo the anger boiling inside

The thunder is made to an echo by the loud screams that rise

The mighty water, a brisk movement of the fist,

All to evade the terrible risk

Falling is like flying the only difference is you hit the bottom

Running is like swimming except the is nothing to assist you weight

The anger inside wants to come out but the only difference is the method

Raging, Flaming, like molten lava seeping down the sides of a volcano

Boisterous, mellow, deep, and forceful, like a tycoon sweeping across acres

Yes this is how vast anger can be, as strong as might waves of a hurricane

As subtle and the bite of a serpent, as deadly as poison left untreated

This anger festers and breathes hatred the stronger one of the two

No hatred does not want to be tamed, unlike anger it shouts louder not with words

But with something as simple as a stare, a glimpse of hatred is pronounced

This is much harder to control and with, out bursts of blatant sarcasm the one listening shivers

The coarse exchange of looks word and actions simultaneously bring feelings that differs,

When hatred is grown, it rarely ever leaves it exhorts more powerful blows

It stay, builds a home, a reputation, a place to bring up its child, it hardly ever goes

Hatred beloved child is revenge, the child is worse than the parent and grandparent

In that it is the catalyst for action,

 Anger that leads to hate, produced revenge who in turn marries murder. Murder and Revenge live together and they destroy your character, heart, body and worse of all, your mind.

It no longer feels pain when taking a life, hurting a loved one or simply saying degrading things, you feel joy in hurting others, happiness in death, excitement in torture, you fall in love with malice, and you in turn become a breathing ground for Revenge and Murder.

Kayden's eyes

Never had she seen such a magnificent pair of eyes, they were the exact colour of a winter night, hands soft but firm, lips full and held the most luring smile, face, had sharp neat cut lines, distinct cheekbone structure, the most seductive whisper and perfectly sculpted body, which held a certain soft smooth feel, he smelt like sweet berries and cinnamon and he tasted like honey and spices his hair was as silk and not very long. As their skin came into contact electric charges were felt between us and I felt safe. He slowly took his hand away from my cheeks and said “My love, my dearest I am sorry, I must not let you indulge in the pleasures untold out side of marriage, but that is the least of our worries is it not?” he said as he stroked her cheek. She looked up at the vast sky, the clouds playing a game of catch and the bird making their way back home, and she realized this was all that matter right here right this moment while she could still feel comforted by him. They both knew in a few day they'd be separated by the only thing that could separate them, they'd been to together for almost 18 years, since they were little, even after their parents died, they only had each other now he was going to be far away from her, she hated thinking about him rotting from the inside out, ..CANCER " I'ts too much , I'm sorry there's nothing we can do for him now.." the useless doctors pathetically said to her she was so angry. He was so pure, he told her it was okay, he'd see her again soon and would always love her, he was prepared to die but she wasn't prepared to let him go... why him ... why now?...  " Why not me, i'd rather it be me than you, or someone else " he said with a smile when she would complain.

He kissed her again, and she cried more than she did in years, he was going, she knew he'd be okay, he wanted her to live a happy life when he was gone, for her not to spend forever mourning for him because he'd couldn't bear it. " You know I'll never leave you entirely right I'm always in your heart and you in mine, Forever." he smiled as he left and the smile remained there even when they put him in that hole... He was happy and she was also... because she knew He was happy.

 She got married twelve years later and had a son  she saw the same beautiful pair of winter colored blue eyes and she named him Kayden because of his eyes.

Anger Unaware

Angry!

Angry!

ANGRY!

Always  portraying anger, even when life shows joy, you always seem to know gloom; no one seems to understand why, nevertheless, some have tried once or twice, only o be rejected in some small way yet it may have been just enough to push them away and for them to give up believing you'd come to see the world in a better light.

Sharing something cool

Old Miller Road

I lived on Old Miller’s road, my family and I, just about a year ago moved there. My house was the only one with bright flowers shrubs that looked quite neat and very green and well kept. The neighbourhood was always quiet and gloomy. On the left side, two blocks down from my house was a mansion but it looked abandoned and very old and it was as if it was the main cause of the gloomy nature of the street.

 I came home from school at seven o’clock one Friday afternoon, no one was there, so I called some school friends who were Marley, Jake, Sonia, Kyle and Moor. ”My parents are out of town for the weekend so we should have enough time to all the fun we want.” I said truly excited  about spending time with the coolest people in school, well at least i thought they were.

7:45pm  everyone came over and we ordered pizza and Chinese food, we watched movies and ate till is was nine forty five.  Moor decided he'd take the lead of the night's proceedings when  everyone got bored. " turn the lights of you guys it time for spooky stories", Moor commanded. Everyone knows about Old Miller's Mansion, its a ghastly place and  no one ever goes in, or comes out, our parents told us not to go there, and there were rumours about it." Miller the evil half man kills all who venture near his land, he killed his wife and sixty kids from the school, they went in the front door, and their bodies were thrown out the back." Moor went on and on about it.

Sonia screamed, when she heard footsteps upstairs. Everyone fell silent listening to hear the footsteps continue their slow march but there were none. We all bundled up together back to back, watching, everywhere. 

The flashlights in our hands flickered nervously around every corner of the room.

Nothing, Nothing behind the door, nothing under the dinning table, nothing on the staircase, nothing in the hall.

Then a thought  popped in to my head, we forgot, to look, I flashed the light toward the ceiling of the roof,  and glimpsed the chalky white skin and the fanged teeth and worse yet, the eyes, the eyes that told you, you're going to die.

 He was gone, but i kept my light fixed on the spot i had seen him Old man Miller.

I felt something on my right arm, I turn the light to Marley, who had been sitting there, i hadn't realised she'd stopped shaking until now. Her head was bent, her flashlight aimlessly rolled away from her too far to retrieve, i could have sworn she'd fainted until i saw the dark, shiny,thick liquid slowly tracing the tile's outline. Without thinking i touched it with a finger and smelt it. Blood.

Sonia realised the same time I did. Marley was dead. She jumped up and ran for the front door Kyle tried to stop her but, Moor was the one who ran after her, she didn't get to the front door I heard her ribs crack with the force of the blow i knew the other heard it as well, Moor saw Miller coming and tried to run back but managed to get as far as the dinning table. I saw the chalky hand emerge from under Moor's T-shirt then he fell . Dead. Kyle couldn't take sitting and waiting to be killed, because it was only three of us left.  Jake and Kyle said they'd distract him while i got out of the house in to the street but Kyle said he'd  handle this on his own, with the more reassuring smile, which scared me.

He pushed Jake toward me," Go on get out of here man, make sure and take care of my lil' sis you hear or I'm gonna haunt you,", he gave me the usual bear hug but it was short and intense I remembered how much I hated him calling me my lil' sis because we weren't related but now I regret hating it at all. 

The foot steps cam quickly this time, Kyle pushed us out  of the way telling us to run, he got the baseball bat out of his bag that was on the floor next to the sofa where we were sitting while watching the movie.

Jake made sure I got out the back door before turning, and running back inside, yelling to Kyle that he was going to save him.

"JAKE!" I screamed, Jake was the type who never left anyone behind, this time there was no one behind everyone was dead,the entire step was dead.

Miller step outside, staring at me with those dead set scary eyes, and smiled, he began running toward me but I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe. The only thing I could do was scream.

But the scream sounded different, I felt the sharp pain as I saw his hand aim for my chest the way he killed Moor... 

All I could think was it's my fault they all died because I invited them to die.

Then there was nothing...

I heard my name softly, Jane, Jane, JANE. 

But how, my mother isn't dead how could she call me did Miller kill them as well?

Then I opened my eyes and saw my mother standing over me with a worried look." Jane are you alright?, why are your screaming?"

"mom? Mom? am I dead?"

I heard the laughter ...

" Yes your dead Janie, we all are" Moor laughed at me teasingly. "Mother always said going to sleep with a full stomach gives you nightmares." Sonia said sarcastically with a pleasant smile. I felt like and idiot afterward. I told my parents about the dream, and they laughed at me too. But I still think it was the best night ever, who wouldn't want to live on OLD MILLER ROAD.

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Meeting a Nymph

 Chapter 1

Dark stormy nights were common in Harpartia but somehow today felt different as if strange winds were blowing across the dark blue skies; Daurias was a peasant by nature he worked in pig pens to earn a living at the age of ten, yet he never appeared as such. Many of the village’s young women found him intriguing, charming and eligible. He never thought much of himself though. His father died the night he was born he was at war because he was the commanding officer of the tenth unit. His mother never spoke of him. Daurias could see it hurt her too much so he never asked, then after some long hard years without much money to support them she had fallen extremely ill while he was out working.

Eight years later on his night off, rain hadn’t started to fall yet so he decided to talk a stroll, about ten kilometres into the forest; he discovered an old house near the clearing in the forest covered by old leafs, vines, rocks and fallen parts of a tree. Slowly he began clearing the vines and blocks of stone away from the door of the old house and then he saw a small opening behind the block which he had been attempting to move. As he struggled to move the rock it slid like a ball and rolled gently across the forest floor.

He looked on in amazement at the spectacle then turned to face the opening of the house that had been barred by the rock. There was a strange light, not that the light itself was strange but it seemed to want to trap anyone looking at it, in its glow. He while looking at the strange light he remembered the day his mother died when she whispered to him, with her last dying breath “My son you are more precious than you perceive, even the earth knew when you had arrived here, but you shall know when your time is at hand, it shall be revealed to you, use your gifts well and remember where you came from and never ever give up you must promise me this Daurias”, “yes mother I promise I will never give up”, then she died, could this be what she meant?, he wondered. What he should do. He heard hoofs galloping closer along the edge of the woods he knew it was the soldiers looking for anyone disobeying the curfew the king had given, before he could think he jumped into the house and hid.

After a while the sound of footsteps faded into the forest, the wind howled viciously. He looked behind him remembering the light he’d seen. He got up slowly trying to make as little noise as possible, but forgot to look where he was going and wacked his head with a loud thud on the cupboard top which had been left open.

Giggling flooded the room but Daurias is not afraid or startled but rather he is intrigued by the sight of little lights glowing all over the room. “This is strange… lights don’t laugh” he says. One light floated closer to him he notices the distinct shape of a person in the light, the person says, “Why can’t lights laugh Dauiras??” “How do you know me, light person thing?” Daurias asks.  The person asks “How do you know I am a person?” Daurias responds “I can see the shape of a person in the light and obviously lights don’t speak” “Very well then, I am Ariel, but call me Ariel. I am a head nymph in the counsel of Myradia and I know that you are Daurias Turnner because there is no other is there?”

Ariel got larger and the light around her faded away. She was really beautiful, her white robe had little blue sparkles on it and frills on the ends, fell at her feet and neat golden hair in a Victorian hair style. “Follow me, I know you have been searching for answers into your past let me show you.” she says in an octave unknown to man, yet it is as warm as sunlight but also ghostly as the wind on a winter’s eve. He could not help but admire and long to hear her speak.

Daurias stiffened at the touch of Ariel’s hand she felt icy cold but it was strange a hint of warmth that sort of tingled, her hands felt amazing. She led him through a door that wasn’t there before or at least he hadn’t noticed it before now. It had a length of ten feet and fifty meters across, it looked like it was made out of oak and the frame work is ancient he looked at its work in awe.

As they entered the door he found himself dizzy and almost unconscious, he heard Ariel’s faint voice telling him he would be ok and it happens to all humans entering their world. Then he passed out. His eye lashes were bating while his eyes tried to adjust to the bright light. His head spun wildly. When his eyes adjusted he saw blond hair above him. “Ariel what happened? I just fainted”, his strong English accent could be heard, Ariel looked at him and opened her mouth to answer him but then she noticed him, his eyes, they were the exact colour of a winter night, hands soft but firm, lips full and held the most luring smile, his face, had sharp neat cut lines, distinct cheekbone structure, the most seductive whisper of perfectly sculpted body, which held a certain soft smooth feel, he smelt like sweet berries and cinnamon. His hair was as silk and not very long.  He was almost perfect as the first one described him. Blotemas walked into the room and eyed Dauiras with a smug expression, “Has he awakened?” asked Blotemas. “Yes my lord” answered Ariel “Finally I almost assumed you’d killed the boy, Ariel, have him dressed and ready to meet the counsel in 2000 quats”. He turned abruptly and left.

“What are quats Ariel?” Dauiras ask curiously. “It is as I believe what humans call minutes” they both exchanged looks of confusion at the words not familiar to each. “Come on now let’s not waste anytime we have to get you to the counsel at once they have no patience for tardiness.” “Wait, wait, what am I here for why are you taking me to see a counsel, Ariel wait!” he yelled after her but she had already gone into the other room.  He attempted to run after her firstly because of the fear of losing her and secondly because he didn’t know where in the marshy grassland he was. Only one thing stopped him. As he jumped of whatever he was lying down on.  He started walking but realized there was an excessive amount of ventilation around him. “Oh breezes!” he yelled and ran back to his resting place. Ariel returned looking alarmed “What has been the matter Dauiras?” “Where-Are-Clothes!” he said breathlessly. “Oh yes I know I took them off you cannot be seen wearing those clothes the guardians will have you executed.

“Killed!”, “calm down you will be fine I am here to make sure this never happens, first the council meeting then I shall show you how creatures in this world have fun ok”. He looked at her trying to comprehend what she just told him then he replied with much hesitation “Fine but I must return to my home afterward if the army knew of this place all this will be desecrated and turned to dust before King Arthur of Tyrone.”  “He who hates all non-human creatures shall turn himself against his own kind” she said knowingly of Arthur of Tyrone. She gave him clothes worn in Asquinese they were silky and porous he put them on and hurried through the door and into the village street. “Wow this is surreal” he said as he strolled behind Ariel. He tried not to stare at these strange persons passing by while on their own errands. As Arial and Dauiras entered the counsel room, members stood and bowed upon their arrival. Dauiras wondered why he was just about to ask Ariel why they had done this, when a young man about his age, slender white hair although he was very young, he wore a breastplate and sword and wore a huge ring with a crest on it but it looked inherited because it was pure gold but yet noticeably worn out. The young man stood tall and proud he was a little intimidating. Ariel smiled warmly at him and curtseyed. He took her hand and kissed it. He must have realized Dauiras staring and pulled out his sword so swiftly Dauiras only blinked and looked at the young man in awe at his speed and precision. He did not so much as touch a blade of Ariel’s blond hair with his sword.

Dauiras didn’t even breathe. He couldn’t move. Then the suddenly the young man smiled as warmly as Ariel did to him. He lowered his sword and moved away from Ariel. “I am prince Excasliver, Matt Excasliver; you may address me as Matt or Sir it is quite alright and I believe you have met my lovely bride Princess Arielsyansa,  what pray tell, shall I address you as my friend?” he smiled as he asked which felt comforting to Dauiras. Dauiras stood as tall as he could like he had a mountain of honour and said “I am Dauiras of the province of Harpartia it is a pleasure to address you Prince Matt Sir and the lovely and kind Princess Arielsyansa.” The counsel and the princess and prince laughed with great joy at this boy called Dauiras.

After a long and debated meeting Dauiras was given permission to stay until he decided to leave or become Glaidiona’s knight. Two of the guards escorted Dauiras to his room and told him where to meet the Royals and the time also what he should wear. Just as Dauiras was about to open the door there was a knock at the door he jumped over his bed to open the door expecting Ariel at the door.  But it was not. Dauiras was quite curious to see what a party with nymphs would be like. He entered the large wooden door half expecting a renaissance get up. He stood looking at everything with his mouth wide. It was a rave party. He had never seen this type of magical globe shining in different colours and the room was ancient he could tell by the wooden carvings on the wall and the way the stone blocks were made. The room was a master piece just like the castle in which it was housed.

There was a girl singing. She looked at him. She noticed him. He looked at her. He suddenly got a funny feeling in his guts. As soon as the feeling came she looked away and it was gone. He longed to see her again. She was the colour of mocha, her eyes like pure hazel. She was slim but well formed and shapely. Her hair was long to the mid section of her back and it was dark but shiny brown. Her lips were full and pink; she had the smile of a thousand rays of sunshine. She was beautifully magnificent. He could tell because he knew pure mastery when he saw it and the girl and the room were of that standard. While admiring the girl on stage Dauiras didn’t notice Prince Matt looking at him. He felt a sharp thud on his arm he spun wildly around to see the princes’ smiling face overjoyed at his clumsiness. Matt laughed whole heartedly at Dauiras, Dauiras then laughed at himself. Matt’s left eyebrow raised slightly, he wasn’t looking at Dauiras but behind him. Dauiras turned to see what was looking at. When he turned he didn’t see anything or anyone just a dark corner of the room where no one stood or went near to. He wondered why Matt looked so concerned about a dark corner. Matt said “I’ will be back, please excuse me, Dauiras” without looking away from the corner he left.  And with that Dauiras turned back looking at the lively celebrations. As he looked on he couldn’t help but miss his home and his old friends, although they were animals and could not share a kind word they were good listeners. He smiled at the thought of them listening to him; it seemed silly now.  “Hello there!” a strange voice said he looked up to see the beautiful girl he’d been looking at while she was singing a while ago. “Hey” said with a smile. She smiled at him. Why would she talk to me? He thought. “Because I wanted to know why you looked at me like that”. What in kamala’s name? How did she know..., you’re being silly she can’t read minds that- that’s imp...

“Impossible? Nothing is impossible stranger” she said with a smile. “You can hear my thoughts too if you want to.” “I can? Wow, how is that possible?” she placed her hands on his brow and then placed her left hand on her forehead and whispered something.

She was thinking about him and about him asking her to dance to the next song.  He laughed and so did she. “May I have this dance.... ummm?” “Maya, just call me Maya.” She said with a pleasant smile. “Yes you may have this dance sir Dauiras”.   He led her to the dance floor. He didn’t even look where he was going. They stood in the middle but he didn’t notice.  The song started a symphony of violins it was amazing.   He put his hand on the small of her back. He felt her hair. It was long and soft. They danced to the slow song feeling like this was what they both had been waiting for, to be in this place, at this moment,  with each other, dancing to this song. Maya’s eyes were a mystery to him, but she thought the same about him. He bent to kiss her and the song ended. “What just happened?” he said astonished at the abrupt ending of their unforgettable moment. She laughed at him. “Hey there I see you are enjoying yourself.” It was Ariel, he was happy to see her. “Oh yeah I am, you all can really party”. “Told you, and you have meet the lovely and talented Maya. How are you Maya? That sound was absolutely splendid the Royals are pleased.”   Ariel said with her usual warm smile. “Oh thank you Princess Ariel, I am delighted to hear that my performance pleased you all.” Maya said and bowed. Ariel smiled, “You always do Maya, and all Knights are to meet the council tomorrow at 1500 quats. Well I am to be going now Matt and I are to attend a fitting for our wedding gowns, and Dauiras if you need anything just call ok, I am leaving you in the capable hands of Maya, and Maya see to it that you both attend the meeting on time ok. Bye now” and Ariel disappeared before them.  Maya and Dauiras made their way through the archway at the back of the hall and made their way outside into the cool air of the night. They talked about almost everything.

It had been fifty days since Dauiras found that old abandoned house, now he did not even remember why he wanted to go back to his world. He had agreed to stay and help the people he now called his friends. Today was Bilasyt; it was their word for Friday.   Toady was the day he was going to take Maya out to the lake for dinner, Ariel had suggested this location.  Tomorrow Ariel and Matt were to be married and the entire kingdom was invited, seven royal families from neighbouring nations were also to attend this galore event. “Dauiras come on its time for you fitting.” “Fitting?” “Yes you are one of the groom’s men remember?” with a chuckle he nodded and went with Ariel to the fitting. He looked absolutely dashing in his dark purple tuxedo. Ariel’s wedding dress was teal with a purple bouquet.  Her blond hair made the outfit sparkle and she looked like a true princess nymph of the earth. Maya was at her fitting also. As soon as Maria the seamstress was done they both ran away to the lake away from all the wedding excitement.  Dauiras had Cloe’, his friend from the restaurant make some traditional Myradian food, for his date and Theo helped him make a small canoe for two. He was all set for today. He still felt like he forgot something though, but he shock the feeling.

He settled with Maya into the canoe and started to row the boat into the middle of the massive lake. As he did so Maya started singing the song that she had sung for the party, on the first night he arrived.  It was the first time she sang it since that night.  When she had ended the song it was quiet, only the wind blowing slowly across the lake. They looked at each other for at least a minute. “This is a beautiful view of the lake, I have never been out this far.” “It is, Ar... umm I thought it might be nice and you’d enjoy it” he smiled but was slightly embarrassed because Theo told him not to mention anyone who helped him, he said “It’s gonna spoil the mood bro.” They ate Poilop; it’s like bread except it is made with flowers and the nectar from the flowers so it is sweet and has a tangy taste to it, but whatever colour flowers you use that’s the colour it will be, Yudscap is made from Clityre which is like sheep in human world its boiled and then mixed with something that makes it spicy and red. Glattseed, it is like cake and they have Szatered which translates as wine back home they are all tasty.  “I’m thinking of staying here Maya, your world has been much more kind to me than mine ever was most of the time.” He said as he gazed of into his mind. “Daurias, do you want to know why you are really here, who you are truly?” “What do you mean, Ariel and Matt told.....” “They withheld the entire truth from you, the one thing you should really know about yourself,” “Why tell me this now Maya can’t it wait till after their wedding tomorrow?” “ Listen to yourself,  they’ve brain washed you what happened to the boy who always wanted to know, who was never afraid to ask a question DAUIRAS WHERE DID HE GO?” she made the boat turn itself around and carry itself  back to the shoreline.  She was about to leave when he grabbed her arm. “You’re right I’m sorry. Let’s go now okay”. They left in a hurry before anyone could come looking for them because it was getting to be very late.  She led him into the Royals’ castle without make a sound. Then they walk through some giant stone walls. Maya whispered an enchantment then told Daurias not to move because this room is sprinkled with traps. She disarmed all except two because the Royals were the only ones who could access it and they would know if anyone tried to break their seals.

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On the outside looking

“I was on the outside looking in.”

      I was about ten years old when I first saw what abuse looked like, when my mother’s boyfriend hit me with a frying pan because I refused do what he asked. I was crying when my mother got home from work. She took one look at me bleeding face and said, “What’s the matter honey?” as she hugged the awful man. “She fell down darling that’s all, she just has a little scratch” he lied.  Then she said goodbye kissing him rigorously as I looked on disgusted.

When he was gone I told my mother he’d hit me with a frying pan because he told me to do …something and I didn’t. “What did Tom ask you to do honey?” she asked but I knew she didn’t believe me. “He told me to, to … take off my clothes…and”  “Enough” she cut me off looking rather displeased at me like I did some sort of crime.

      The next day she had to go to work and he stayed with me again but she told him what I’d said and he was angry. I was in my room I had just come out of the shower and I didn’t know he was there, he was waiting “Annabel, let me see your scar from yesterday darling” he ripped my towel away from me I felt tears running down my face then he slapped me across the face “stop crying, this wont hurt a bit” then he laughed and held me close to him and started taking off his clothes so I screamed but he slapped me harder and I fell to the floor. He got up  and locked the door.

     He took out a syringe and drove it into my hand and I started to feel light headed but I was conscious he tied my hands and legs to the bed posts and pushed three of his fingers into my vagina and I felt like I was going to explode, then he licked me all over my body I wanted to scream, kick, any thing but I was to weak to move.

     Then he pushed his penis into my mouth and into my vagina as he rode me I felt less human than I ever dreamed of being, he started laughing as rode me continually then I felt something rip and I felt warm blood trickling down my legs “ now you’re a woman” he said kissing me. Softly he whispers “Let’s try this again and it started all over again.”

     I woke up in my bedroom covered in blankets, with my clothes on as if it were just a horrible dream.

I heard loud strange noises coming from my mother’s room and went to see if she was ok.  At first I had much difficulty getting off the bed, I felt strange. I heard bump, bump, and bump. When I reached the entrance I heard her scream a scream that pierced me. I ran down stairs without thinking and dialed 919 the phone rang “Hello can I help you?” said a clam voice “yes my mother’s boy friend rapped me and he’s raping my mother please, please, help us” my voice didn’t sound like mine it sounded dry, husky and afraid “we’ll be right over dear stay put ok!” there was a sudden alarm in her voice now “yes ok” that was all I could say.  I remember the ambulance taking my mother’s dead body away, the police vehicle that carried that evil man “Tom” to his due charge.

      Now almost fifteen years later I was face with the same challenge this time I was on the outside looking in. “Annabelle did you get any leads on the murderer’s escape vehicle number?” “No Jerry, no one saw any thing” I said coming out of my daze… “Can’t let another rape/murder victim go unjustified, I will solve this case if it’s the last thing I do”. I was determined to catch this criminal and bring him/her to justice.