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The Flawless Criminal Episode 3: Hejpasz Wires
Dailia Cassini Point Of View
“You know what this means?” Julia asked, amazed.
“Kind of...” Dale replied.
“What do you mean by ‘kind of’?” Dailia said.
Julia and Dailia looked at the words on the tiny pink sandpaper chit: ωερνεδδα P.O.L...... e
“Look, I’m no expert translator but I reckon I know this alphabet,” Dale said. “That’s what I meant. Let me try.”
Julia shrugged. “All right then.”
Dale put his index finger on the small letters. “I think this is Greek or something... The first letter is a ‘W’. And the second is... It’s an ‘E’. The third one looks like a ‘P’, but I’m not sure...” He wrote WEP on another chit of almond-color sandpaper with a blue pen.
He thought for a moment and continued, “I know for sure the fourth letter is an ‘N’. And the one after that...” He wrote WEPNE. “Then there is a double ‘D’ and the last letter is definitely an ‘A’!”
He completed writing WEPNEDDA on the sandpaper.
“Wepnedda? What is this?” Dailia asked. “Are you sure you did this correct?”
“Fifty percent.” Dale’s lips thinned out.
“And the other English letters?”
Julia got the sandpaper from which they had gotten the Greek alphabets. “The letters are kind of messed up. P-O-L-E. Pole,” she read out.
“Wepnedda Pole?” Dale said.
“Wepnedda Pole...” Julia repeated.
A sudden thought struck Dailia. “Wait! I know this!” she said, her hands pressed on the table.
“What?” Dale asked.
“I think it’s Wernedda Pole, not Wepnedda Pole! Because-because,” Dailia stammered excitedly, “It’s Wernedda Pole. It used to be... A, uh, a very old place! It smelled like, like garlic juice and mixed with rotten broccolis and-and coconut oil!”
“W-what are you saying?” Dale said.
“I swear! There was this place... Wernedda Pole,” Dailia put out her mobile phone and searched on Google ‘Wernedda Pole’. The results popped up.
“See!” she said and read out the first result, “hear me out: ‘Wernedda Pole used to be a very old and ginormous circular monument made of blue and white ancient pieces of sedimentary rocks, located near the infamous “A Passage Down” gutter, hideout of uncountable criminals of Lethbridge. It was later demolished down by the government in 2016 because they thought it was “disgrace” to have such a ridiculous monument in the city of Lethbridge. Many citizens were provoked by this change and there were about 200 protests to rebuild the monument.
“‘The governments did not listen whatsoever. This monument was later made a convenience store. But criminals did not learn from their mistakes because another infamous gutter called “Hejpasz Wires” was located behind its alleyway and many criminals used it as a hideout.’
“See?” Dailia completed reading the article out loud.
“Whoa,” Julia and Dailia said in unison.
“Let’s go then,” Julia declared.
Crestic Point Of View
The gutter smelled like garlic juice mixed with rotten broccolis and coconut oil. But Crestic knew he had to compromise.
It’s a cinch, thought Crestic, No problem.
He got the polythene and drank some milk. He wiped his face and put his unscathed leg’s knee down. There was a thick rift in the ground.
“Gosh...” Crestic murmured. “Why do I have to be in anecdotes all the time?”
He put his four front fingers on the rift and pulled. Stone pieces and pebbles cracked and fell down a hole that had been because of the rift.
Crestic looked back at the wall. It had colorful letters graffitied on: HEJPASZ WIRES! DANGER!
There were red liquid stains on almost all of the letters but Crestic knew they weren’t red liquid. They were blood. Dry blood.
A tear dropped down his right eye. This was the place his brother had lost his life.
His brother was Edgyu. They had come back to Hejpasz Wires after a big heist. This was their hideout. But Edgyu had lost his left feet, just like his brother. He jumped down the nasty water of this big sewer to end the pain for good.
Crestic wiped his right eye and cheek.
I had no brother, He thought to himself, I had no brother. No brother of mine existed. I had no brother! I had no brother! I had no–
He got overwhelmed with grief. “I HAD NO BROTHER!” he screamed at the top of his lungs, “I DID ALL MY THEFTS ALL ALONE! NO BROTHER! NEVER! EDGYU NEVER EXISTED!”
“I HAD NO BROTHER!” he yelled. He broke into a sob.
He sobbed to himself in a whisper, “Edgyu... Never... Existed...”
He jumped down the hole halfheartedly, lying to himself that he had no brother, but he deep in himself knew that was w white lie. He even knew how Edgyu, his brother looked like: Auburn hair, blue eyes, yellowish pale skin and the most important thing: Edgyu was terribly clever.
© Arshi
“You know what this means?” Julia asked, amazed.
“Kind of...” Dale replied.
“What do you mean by ‘kind of’?” Dailia said.
Julia and Dailia looked at the words on the tiny pink sandpaper chit: ωερνεδδα P.O.L...... e
“Look, I’m no expert translator but I reckon I know this alphabet,” Dale said. “That’s what I meant. Let me try.”
Julia shrugged. “All right then.”
Dale put his index finger on the small letters. “I think this is Greek or something... The first letter is a ‘W’. And the second is... It’s an ‘E’. The third one looks like a ‘P’, but I’m not sure...” He wrote WEP on another chit of almond-color sandpaper with a blue pen.
He thought for a moment and continued, “I know for sure the fourth letter is an ‘N’. And the one after that...” He wrote WEPNE. “Then there is a double ‘D’ and the last letter is definitely an ‘A’!”
He completed writing WEPNEDDA on the sandpaper.
“Wepnedda? What is this?” Dailia asked. “Are you sure you did this correct?”
“Fifty percent.” Dale’s lips thinned out.
“And the other English letters?”
Julia got the sandpaper from which they had gotten the Greek alphabets. “The letters are kind of messed up. P-O-L-E. Pole,” she read out.
“Wepnedda Pole?” Dale said.
“Wepnedda Pole...” Julia repeated.
A sudden thought struck Dailia. “Wait! I know this!” she said, her hands pressed on the table.
“What?” Dale asked.
“I think it’s Wernedda Pole, not Wepnedda Pole! Because-because,” Dailia stammered excitedly, “It’s Wernedda Pole. It used to be... A, uh, a very old place! It smelled like, like garlic juice and mixed with rotten broccolis and-and coconut oil!”
“W-what are you saying?” Dale said.
“I swear! There was this place... Wernedda Pole,” Dailia put out her mobile phone and searched on Google ‘Wernedda Pole’. The results popped up.
“See!” she said and read out the first result, “hear me out: ‘Wernedda Pole used to be a very old and ginormous circular monument made of blue and white ancient pieces of sedimentary rocks, located near the infamous “A Passage Down” gutter, hideout of uncountable criminals of Lethbridge. It was later demolished down by the government in 2016 because they thought it was “disgrace” to have such a ridiculous monument in the city of Lethbridge. Many citizens were provoked by this change and there were about 200 protests to rebuild the monument.
“‘The governments did not listen whatsoever. This monument was later made a convenience store. But criminals did not learn from their mistakes because another infamous gutter called “Hejpasz Wires” was located behind its alleyway and many criminals used it as a hideout.’
“See?” Dailia completed reading the article out loud.
“Whoa,” Julia and Dailia said in unison.
“Let’s go then,” Julia declared.
Crestic Point Of View
The gutter smelled like garlic juice mixed with rotten broccolis and coconut oil. But Crestic knew he had to compromise.
It’s a cinch, thought Crestic, No problem.
He got the polythene and drank some milk. He wiped his face and put his unscathed leg’s knee down. There was a thick rift in the ground.
“Gosh...” Crestic murmured. “Why do I have to be in anecdotes all the time?”
He put his four front fingers on the rift and pulled. Stone pieces and pebbles cracked and fell down a hole that had been because of the rift.
Crestic looked back at the wall. It had colorful letters graffitied on: HEJPASZ WIRES! DANGER!
There were red liquid stains on almost all of the letters but Crestic knew they weren’t red liquid. They were blood. Dry blood.
A tear dropped down his right eye. This was the place his brother had lost his life.
His brother was Edgyu. They had come back to Hejpasz Wires after a big heist. This was their hideout. But Edgyu had lost his left feet, just like his brother. He jumped down the nasty water of this big sewer to end the pain for good.
Crestic wiped his right eye and cheek.
I had no brother, He thought to himself, I had no brother. No brother of mine existed. I had no brother! I had no brother! I had no–
He got overwhelmed with grief. “I HAD NO BROTHER!” he screamed at the top of his lungs, “I DID ALL MY THEFTS ALL ALONE! NO BROTHER! NEVER! EDGYU NEVER EXISTED!”
“I HAD NO BROTHER!” he yelled. He broke into a sob.
He sobbed to himself in a whisper, “Edgyu... Never... Existed...”
He jumped down the hole halfheartedly, lying to himself that he had no brother, but he deep in himself knew that was w white lie. He even knew how Edgyu, his brother looked like: Auburn hair, blue eyes, yellowish pale skin and the most important thing: Edgyu was terribly clever.
© Arshi
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