Drugs, A Girl and A Scam

CHAPTER 1

At the cargo area of the Chennai International Airport, a young petite and pretty red head girl sits on a hard wooden chair placed near the loading bay. She runs her hand through her shoulder length hair and then traces the path of a sweat drop down her nose. The irritation shows on her face. The red haired girl looks at her watch and then pushes her hair over her ears and plays with the necklace she is wearing. She has been waiting for half an hour and is now getting flustered with the wait.

Suddenly from out of nowhere a thin tall man in a black suit walks up to her and starts talking to her.

‘Excuse me ma’am but are you Miss Fauxpas? Miss Alisha Fauxpas?’ The girl looks back at the man in the black suit. She is starting to get extremely flustered.

‘Yes’. She replies.

The man raises his hand and makes a small gesture. Suddenly 3 burly men step out of thin air and start to surround Alisha. The man in the suite takes out his wallet and flashes his badge and ID.

‘Ma’am, my name is agent Rama Alagapa Muthu Balaji Oruvan. You can call me Rambo. I am with the National Bureau Drug Enforcement Agent (NBDEA).

Alisha looks at Rambo with a very stunned expression.

‘What is it that you want and how can I help you?’ Alisha replies.

Rambo flashes a sheepish smile ‘Are you here to pick up a consignment from the UK?’

Alisha ruffles through her bag and pulls out a sheet of paper. ‘Yes and here is the receipt for the consignment. Now will you explain to me what is going on?’

Rambo takes the receipt from Alisha studies it and then rather gruffly says ‘Your consignment has been found to contain 5 kgs of pure heroin and coke. We would like to take you in for questioning. Now does that answer your question?’

Alisha looks at agent Rambo and literally lets her jaw drop. She makes to protest but notices the burly men take a step towards her. She settles back down and rather politely replies ‘There must be some kind of mistake agent, but I will still come with you for questioning and maybe we can sort this whole issue out.’

Rambo escorts Alisha to through a labyrinth of corridors and room and finally reaches a rather shabby room at the end of a long corridor. Alisha looks around the office and takes it in slowly. There are paper files and dust all over the place. She notices a huge mirror on one of the walls. Scenes from movies where criminals are being interrogated flash through her head and she starts to feel the creeps. Rambo ushers Alisha to a chair and then turns around and walks out the room.

Alisha sits in the room all by herself looking straight at the door through which Rambo just stormed out off. Suddenly from the left of her she hears a noise. Her head darts to the left in search of the origin of the sound. Again she hears the noise a lot louder this time. Her heart starts racing as she realizes it is a rat squeaking. She starts to get scared and lifts her feet onto the chair and wraps her hands around her knees. She slowly starts to rock back and forth on the chair.

CHAPTER 2

Suddenly the door crashes open and a rather well built lady walks into the room. She walks straight up to Alisha and stares straight into the red’s eyes. The well built lady starts to give Alisha the look over and starts to circle her. Once she gives Alisha the look over, she stops next to her and with a very native accent she says.

‘The name’s Bond. Swarlatha Bondasami’

Bond starts staring at Alisha again and start circling her once more. This time she stops in front of Alisha and says. ‘The name is Bond. Swarlatha Bondasami’

Alisha looks rather puzzled as she replies. ‘But you already told me your name’

Bond looks at Alisha and starts to scowl. ‘Why did you not then say good afternoon Mrs. Bond?’

Sudden recognition dawns upon Alisha and she replies instantly. ‘Good afternoon Mrs. Bond’

Bond looks at Alisha and gives a wide grin, giving Alisha a good look at her tar coated teeth. She then turns her back to Alisha and stands still staring at the door. Suddenly she turns around and slams her palms on the table and pushes the table closer to Alisha. She starts to lean her face into Alisha as Alisha slowly edges backwards. Bond stands cowering over Alisha looking like she would snap Alisha into two.

She moves her face closer to Alisha’s. Alisha can smell the cheap stale cigarette smoke in her breath mixed with some whiskey fumes. Alisha cringes as she realizes Bond has been drinking. Suddenly Bond snarls and slams her feet on the ground and shouts at Alisha. ‘You are doing drugs. Admit it now and I will let you free.’

Alisha shakes her head as she is scared to open her mouth. Bond growls once again.‘You bloody liar. I know you are doing drugs. Why are you lying to me? Tell me the truth nothing will happen to you if you tell me.’

This time Bond loses it and slams her heavy fists hard on the table sending strong vibrations through the wood. ‘What girl you cannot talk is it? You have been using drugs so much your brain is all fried right?’

Something triggers off the switch in Alisha and she starts snapping and raising her voice at Bond.

‘I don’t do drugs. I repeat I do not do drugs. I do not know anything about drugs. Those drugs are not mine’

Bond laughs. ‘Well my dear girl. You know enough about drugs to know they are bad and illegal right?’

Alisha replies ‘I know enough about drugs to know it is bad for health and illegal. I also so know some of the names.’

Bond then points a stubby finger at Alisha and say ‘There. See you now say you know the names of drugs. First you say you don’t know anything about drugs now you say you know some names. So tell me why should I believe you when you say they are not your drugs?’

Now Alisha turns red in the face and starts to scream at Bond. ‘What the fuck? I don’t do drugs. This is utter nonsense. Bull shit.’

Bond turns around and gives Alisha a menacing look and suddenly Alisha turns quiet.

She then tells Alisha. ‘You will not raise your voice to me again or you will leave this room on a stretcher. Your choice.’ Bond continues. ‘You young people all think you are great and mighty. You think we old people are just fools. You think you can escape doing anything by acting all innocent. You drink, you smoke, and do drugs and then you think that we do not know about this nonsense.

She walks around the room. Alisha follows Bond with her eyes waiting for the next outburst. Slowly Bond turns around and faces Alisha.

‘You are a drug addict. I know it. I can tell. I have been in this business for 30 years and you addicts are all the bloody same. I can see it in your eyes. I can smell it and I have a feeling in my gut that tells me you are a drug addict.’ She struts around a bit and continues. ‘You smuggle drugs and distribute them also. Tell me young girl. Did you think you can escape just because you are young and are very good looking?’

Bond turns away from Alisha and spits on the ground. ‘That attitude disgusts me.’ She says.

Bond walks up to Alisha and starts forcefully instructing her. ‘Tell me pretty girl you are a drug addict. Just admit it and everything will be ok. Just admit you are a drug dealer and I will arrange a deal for you.’

CHAPTER 3

Alisha does not give in and keeps shaking her head. Just as Alisha is about to let her emotions take control of her the door swings open. In walks a man in a black suit. Not Rambo. This is a different person. Alisha gives him the look over and takes in his chiseled features. She can tell he’s one of those hard ass law enforcement guys.

The man looks at Bond and in a very raspy voice says. ‘Ma’am I have to ask you to tone your voice down and step away from the suspect.’

Bond gives the man a menacing look that would have made any normal guy quiver. She asks him rather gruffly. ‘Who the fuck are you and how dare you think you can barge in here during my interrogation and tell me what to do?’

The man reaches for his pocket and Bond stops him ‘Hey boy keep your hands where I can see them. I don’t like dirty surprises’. The man replies ‘I’m just taking out my wallet.’ He pulls out his wallet and flashes his credentials to Bond.

‘I’m Agent Sean Connery with the International Drug Enforcement Agency. That’s the IDEA to you. This lady here has been on our watch list for a few months now….’

‘Shut the fuck up. This bitch is my property. My guys caught her. You can’t just waltz in here with your fancy suit and tell me you’re taking her.’ Say’s a rather hysterical Bond.

‘Well Ma’am I’m doing just that. This suspect is a suspected Mule for the Columbian drug lord Carlos Robremos.’

‘So? My guys caught her when you big shots couldn’t’

‘We have been tracking her movements for a year now and so now we need you to release her immediately.’

Bond just stares at Sean flabbergasted beyond words. ‘You’re kidding me right. Somebody’s going to jump out from behind the door and say it’s all a bloody prank.’

Just then the door opens and Rambo walks in with his head down. ‘Bond bad news. This guy’s right. The boss just called. This case has been passed on to IDEA. It’s the IDEA’s jurisdiction.’

‘Rambo this can’t be. Where the hell’s the boss?’

‘Bond listen I know this sucks but there’s nothing we can do about it. Boss said they need her to get to this Columbian Drug Lord. We have to let her go.'

Bond puffs and turns towards Alisha ‘You got lucky bitch I was just getting started.’

Sean walks up to Bond. ‘That’s enough.’ He turns to Alisha and then tells her to get up. Alisha looks at him and slowly gets up to her feet. He pulls out his gun as he takes her arm and escorts her out of the building to a black unmarked sedan. He makes Alisha get into the passengers seat. He then cuffs Alisha to the steering wheel and steps away from the car. He walks up to Rambo and Bond who are standing at the exit of the building.

He extends his hand to them and says. ‘Thank you for catching her. But I need all the drugs. It’s the only way we can put an end to this operation.’

Rambo goes back into the building and comes back out with the drugs they had collected. Sean goes to the back of the car and pops open the trunk to dump the drugs there.

He then gets into the car and removes Alisha’s cuffs from the steering wheel. He starts up the car and they head out of the airport.

10 Minutes later. A black unmarked sedan drives up to the airport and to the NBDEA office. A young man gets out and walks up to the entrance where Rambo is still standing talking to a few other agents.

Rambo turns to the man as he draws closer and asks ‘What can I do for you? This is a secure areaaaaa…’ Rambo lets his jaw drop as he notices the man in front of him.

CHAPTER 4

The man in front of him flashes a smile and pulls out his wallet. ‘Hi I’m Agent Sean Connery with the IDEA. I’m here to pick up Alisha Fauxpas.’

Rambo gags and feels his knees start to give way below him. He replies to the man weakly. ‘We just released her to you 10 minutes back’ and then Rambo collapses.

Meanwhile 10 minutes later and over 5 kilometers away from the airport, a black unmarked sedan turns off the main highway onto an old beaten road.

Alisha looks at the man. ‘What the fuck took you so long to come?’

The man turns to her and says ‘Dint think you’d get caught.’

‘What about the rest of my luggage?’

The man replies ‘Oh that was another reason I took time. I had to get those idiots to give me your luggage. I’m surprised they dint get the rest of the stash.’

‘You got the rest. Not bad. Think that face makes you extremely charming’

‘Speaking of which, I hate these damn masks.’ As he says that he reaches to his neck and peels of his face mask.

‘It’s good to be Antonio again.’

Alisha smiles at him reaches for her neck and pulls of her face mask. She turns to Antonio. ‘So Antonio am I still pleasing to the eye?’

Antonio turns to the girl. ‘Selma darling, you know you are.’ He leans over and kisses Selma on her lips. He leans back and adds. ‘We are going to be extremely rich too.’

Selma laughs and leans onto Antonio and slowly runs a hand on his thigh as she kisses his cheek.

She then sits back looks out the window and say. ‘That Alisha girl has no idea what we just did.’

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The End