UTube by Rozlan Mohd Noor

UTube by Rozlan Mohd Noor

Author:Rozlan Mohd Noor
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781951627928
Publisher: Arcade Crimewise
Published: 2021-08-14T16:00:00+00:00


35

THEY TAKE THE NORTH-SOUTH Expressway and head for Bangi. Bandar Baru Bangi is a suburb bordering Selangor and Wilayah Persekutuan. The township was built around two public universities.

Detective Syed and Jeff are waiting for them as they pull up at the Hot Fingers cybercafe.

“Sir, ma’am,” Syed greets them.

“Is he inside?” Sherry asks.

“I didn’t get a good look. It’s quite dark in there.”

“Syed, cut off the back exit. Jeff, come with us and watch the front door,” Mislan gives instructions. “Hold your positions for ten minutes after we take him out. Stop anyone making a run for the back exit. Any questions?”

The detectives shake their heads.

“Syed, you go in first.”

Syed casually enters the café and walks to the rear as if he’s going to the toilet. Mislan gives him thirty seconds before beckoning Sherry and Jeff to go in before him. Entering the dimly lit café, it takes a few seconds for their eyes to adjust to the low lighting. After Jeff sits at a computer nearest the front door, Mislan and Sherry walk toward the cashier. As they approach, Mislan notices the person behind the counter is a Chinese woman. He turns to Sherry.

“Why don’t you ask her about Wahab? Tell her you’re his sister or aunt.”

“Aunt!” she hisses at him.

Mislan steps aside toward a computer and takes a seat as Sherry talks to the cashier. The front door opens. It’s Wahab, carrying a packed meal. Jeff, who’s next to the door, jumps out of his chair on reflex. Wahab, suspecting something amiss, throws his packed rice at Jeff, covering him with fish curry, rice, and vegetables and bolts out the door.

“Shit,” Mislan swears, dashing to the door. “Stay here,” he yells at Jeff as he flings the door open and gives chase, with Sherry close behind. He sees Wahab about fifteen yards ahead and shouts, “Police! Stop!”

The suspect looks back at him, quickening his pace.

“Damn you!” Mislan shouts, trying to catch up. “Stop or I’ll shoot!”

Sherry runs past him. Mislan chides himself for being so out of shape and vows to stop smoking. Again. The suspect turns and makes a dash across the main street. An oncoming car grazes him, and he’s thrown onto the curb. He falls on his back holding his leg, groaning in pain. Sherry expertly flips him onto his stomach and cuffs him just as Mislan reaches them, panting heavily, and kneels by the groaning suspect to catch his breath.

“My leg, I think it’s broken,” Wahab growls.

“Good. That’s what happens when you run from the good guys,” Mislan says, in between his panting.

Sherry examines the suspect’s legs. “Try and move it.”

When Syed and Jeff arrive, Mislan tells them to disperse the crowd.

“Take down the particulars of the driver of the car for a statement later if required.”

Wahab moves his leg and groans, “It hurts.”

“You’ll live.” Mislan says. “Sherry, you want to bring the car around?”

“Shouldn’t we call an ambulance?” she asks.

“No thanks, I’m fine. Just give me a minute,” Mislan answers.

“For him, you fool,” she says.



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