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The Hit and RunLoading...
by Aanya Jeganathen
The ring of the church bells, the loud silence of the night, the smell of blood and the taste of my salty sweat made me dizzy. My senses were overloaded, I had never known fear until this very moment. Cops all around me were asking me questions about what had happened, and my mind was throbbing. Slowly, I drifted back into my subconscious.
My mind flashed back to the fall of 2019, a week ago.
“Honey I am home! You’ll never believe what happened at work today!”
My dad had just walked in, and I looked up at him. His eyes were lit with the same excitement he had whenever he unravelled a complicated case, so I knew that he was going to share some big news.
“ I am not supposed to tell anyone this yet, but I finally got a lead on the mafia’s headquarters,” he lowered his voice. “Turns out, that there are five leaders, all brothers, that are running the drug scandal. As you know, I found four of them already, but I think we finally got a lead on the fourth one! His name’s Charlie Gardner, and he’s disguised right now, but we might have a chance of finding him if we can track his car’s license plate down. ”
When my dad told me news like this, I always acted ecstatic for him. Truth was, I was always scared for him. Whenever he got a tip like this, he would never stop, not even if his LIFE was on the line. I guess that’s the downside of being a private investigator’s daughter.
“That’s great dad!” I said masking my fear, “ I’m sure you’ll find them in no time, and this case can finally be over”
I was shaken awake by a man about six ft tall, will long black hair that fell over his shoulders.
His eyes, possessed a look of pity. On his white coat, the nametag Dr. Bryer stood out to me.
“Miss! Are you okay?”
“Where am I?” I asked
The man told me I was in the hospital. I had been in a car crash, it was a hit and run. He said that I was lucky to be alive, although I might suffer some memory loss later on. The information was so overwhelming, that all I could do was nod. I mustered up the courage to ask one question, though I knew I wouldn’t like the answer.
“ Where is my dad?”
The man looked at me, straight in the eyes and told me “ I’m sorry Miss. He escaped from the accident, and no one could find him. He was just gone when the cops got there.”
The breath sucked out of me. I nodded once again, as a tear fell down my cheek. “Gone”. The word had an indefinite amount of meanings. He could be bleeding to death as I laid here in a hospital bed, but he could also be alive, taking a bus to a friends to get help for himself. For the sake of my sanity, I chose to believe the latter.
The man looked at me once again, “I’ll leave you alone for a moment to get your bearings, your family is on the way.”
As the man left, one tear turned into a hundred, all pouring down my cheeks. Suddenly, I remembered what my father had told me a week ago. The investigation, hit and run, my father now declared missing...it couldn’t have been an ordinary car crash. It had to be something else, but what, I didn't know.
My mind flashed back to the fall of 2019, a week ago.
“Honey I am home! You’ll never believe what happened at work today!”
My dad had just walked in, and I looked up at him. His eyes were lit with the same excitement he had whenever he unravelled a complicated case, so I knew that he was going to share some big news.
“ I am not supposed to tell anyone this yet, but I finally got a lead on the mafia’s headquarters,” he lowered his voice. “Turns out, that there are five leaders, all brothers, that are running the drug scandal. As you know, I found four of them already, but I think we finally got a lead on the fourth one! His name’s Charlie Gardner, and he’s disguised right now, but we might have a chance of finding him if we can track his car’s license plate down. ”
When my dad told me news like this, I always acted ecstatic for him. Truth was, I was always scared for him. Whenever he got a tip like this, he would never stop, not even if his LIFE was on the line. I guess that’s the downside of being a private investigator’s daughter.
“That’s great dad!” I said masking my fear, “ I’m sure you’ll find them in no time, and this case can finally be over”
I was shaken awake by a man about six ft tall, will long black hair that fell over his shoulders.
His eyes, possessed a look of pity. On his white coat, the nametag Dr. Bryer stood out to me.
“Miss! Are you okay?”
“Where am I?” I asked
The man told me I was in the hospital. I had been in a car crash, it was a hit and run. He said that I was lucky to be alive, although I might suffer some memory loss later on. The information was so overwhelming, that all I could do was nod. I mustered up the courage to ask one question, though I knew I wouldn’t like the answer.
“ Where is my dad?”
The man looked at me, straight in the eyes and told me “ I’m sorry Miss. He escaped from the accident, and no one could find him. He was just gone when the cops got there.”
The breath sucked out of me. I nodded once again, as a tear fell down my cheek. “Gone”. The word had an indefinite amount of meanings. He could be bleeding to death as I laid here in a hospital bed, but he could also be alive, taking a bus to a friends to get help for himself. For the sake of my sanity, I chose to believe the latter.
The man looked at me once again, “I’ll leave you alone for a moment to get your bearings, your family is on the way.”
As the man left, one tear turned into a hundred, all pouring down my cheeks. Suddenly, I remembered what my father had told me a week ago. The investigation, hit and run, my father now declared missing...it couldn’t have been an ordinary car crash. It had to be something else, but what, I didn't know.