Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 2 -1 2019 | Page 110

I looked over at Ted, but he was staring straight ahead. I noticed he was sweating a bit. He twitched his forehead to indicate there was someone coming from the front. I looked. It was a short guy with short, flat hair. He looked like he might be a soldier or something. The man approached with a big duffle bag. He threw the bag to me. “Count it!” he said. “All the money is in there!” The bag felt heavy, so I figured there must be a lot of money in it. I carefully unzipped the bag and took a look inside. Inside there was a lot of paper. It was looked like money but it wasn’t. It was just shredded newspapers. “Hey... what the h…” Suddenly I realised the guy was pointing a gun at me. “You are under arrest for stealing all this valuable treasure that belongs to China” the man roared. Then he mumbled something into his radio when Cheng Heet walked in. He smiled smugly. “You thought you could escape us didn’t you, huh? Well. Thanks to your friend Ted here, we knew all your plans!” I turned to Ted and accused him: “Why did you betray me?” Then I saw Cheng passing Ted the necklace. “Here is your reward as arranged.” he said.