Am a Baaad Man...

The clock struck 9pm.
In his abandoned ancient half-ruined mansion hidden away in the hills,a boisterous cacophony of the sounds of a battery of cannons firing,which was his alarm sound originated from the clock in his bedroom and resonated along the narrow hallways and finally the hall with a high ceiling. He slowly pulled himself upright, opened his eyes like the curtain raising on stage and stared with bloodshot eyes at the clock, surrounded by an array of skeletons of deer,rhino,lion and other dangerous animals that he had hunted. He got down from the bed and clapped his hands as his manservant came rushing into the room with his dark black coat and helped him into it. The manservant then handed the wrist watch,with its time sync with the clock, to him and receded to the door.

He walked towards the oval-shaped mirror positioned at one of the corners of the room and gave a long cold stare at himself and the watch as the manservant waited near the large oak door.

Bang!
The manservant dropped to the floor and scarlet colored blood gushed out of his temples.
He slipped the shotgun into his pocket,wore dark glasses and meddled for a second with his watch.He then walked over the corpse drenched in a pool of blood, down the dim-lit stairs to the hall where all his henchmen had aggrouped and sat down on his exquisitely made brown maple furniture, lighted his cigar and puffed out x shaped smoke patterns. He looked at the other big clock in the hall, with its time synchronised with the one in his bedroom . His advisor walked to him, announced that his meeting with other top international notorious smugglers and druggists was due at 10 pm and stood back.

He ordered one of his man-servants to bring him some roasted chicken and noodles for dinner. While he crunched the chicken and munched down the food slowly(which was unusual), the enticingly hot young girl danced around the hall erotically. He noticed out of the corner of his eye that Ronnie, one of his henchman was looking anxiously at the clock and going out of d room silently whenever his shirt pocket appeared bright due to his mobile's illumination.After guttling down every piece of eatable on the plate and smacking the girl hard, he washed his hands as his advisor announced to him that there was only a minute to go for 10pm, i.e the meeting.He was late already.

He walked towards Ronnie.Giving him a warm smile, he positioned Ronnie's tie intact and stood back as everyone gasped on seeing his favourite hitman Ronnie collapse, blood oozing out of his pierced throat. He cleaned the stains of blood from his surgical knife, picked up Ronnie's mobile and stared at it till a message flashed.

"Time is ten nw. The bomb in his watch shouldve detonated.He and the other smugglers should be dead now. Good work Inspector Ronnie. Mission accomplished. Where should i meet you 2moro?"

He replied to the message,

"IN HELL... **** U COPS"

and asks his advisor to find the cop who was messaging by tracking down the number.
And leaves to the meeting in his car,still wearing his watch!










The watch showed 9.01 pm and wasnt ticking.