The following morning Andrew was woken up by the sound of the phone. He rolled over and picked it up even though he was still in bed. He spoke as if he had just been beaten up. He answered by saying ‘Yep,’ on the other end of the line was his mate Ricky who wanted to meet up for a drink. Andrew answered suddenly saying ‘Orite then.’ Preparing for that night Andrew necked a few Sainbuca shots so he was unwound when he got to the pub. He had just got out the shower when he had a short man with a shaved head standing at his door. This man was Andrew’s dealer before he stopped snorting. He was here to settle a few debts which Andrew needed to pay off. He owed Ricky £500,000. However, Andrew explained to him that he had just lost £300,000 gambling the previous night. Ricky had none of that, he totally lost control of himself and started to break vases and expensive goods. He then explained that he had given some to Andrew’s son Jason who was 14. Andrew met up with his son instead of going with Ricky for a drink.
Andrew walked slowly through the dry, fallen leaves of Autumn. Behind him was Jason trying to imitate his dad. Andrew said this to his son:
“Son, those guys did everything they could think of to me, kept me locked up in this little room for hours, no food and no drink. They kept coming in, asking me where the cocaine was. ‘What cocaine?’ I said. Whenever I dozed off, they’d come crashing in, yelling and hollering. I’d say I wanted my lawyer and they’d laugh. ‘Lawyers are for criminals’, they said. They were fighting crime.”
“When I got home I found your mummy sitting in the middle of the living room floor, crying her eyes out. The house was a shambles. While I was locked up they had come and basically ripped the house up. They said to your mum it was a drug crisis! She tried to call the police but they ripped the phone off the wall. She told them to go to hell.”
“They’ve been watching me ever since, on and off. However they can’t report me to the police as they dealt me the drugs.
They held hands sitting on a stony seat watching the sun go down. They watched it ease towards the ridge, colouring the sky red.
While walking Jason home, Andrew talked to him about his supposed friend Ricky. Jason told Andrew that he had not taken cocaine and wouldn’t take it even if it was a matter of life or death. Jason was terrified of the dark as he kept hearing things and imagining someone was following him. When they both arrived back at Andrew’s ex-wife’s house after the long staggering walk home, Katie snatched Jamie off Andrew and threatened to tell the police of his habit because she didn’t like Jason walking home at 10pm.
Andrew walked back to his hotel and it was a long, back alley walk back. Arriving at his class hotel, it was all lit up by light beams shining up the white washed walls with gold ‘Hotel de Paris’ flags hanging above the lobby entrance. He swiped the card outside his room door which allowed him entrance. In his room he made himself comfortable on the extra-large sofa and turned on the wide screen T.V which was fixed to the wall.
He had hardly settled down when there was aloud knocking at the door. He rose slowly from his seat and went to open it. There were a number of men all showing their ID which meant they were the local police. They stormed in and started to turn the room upside down. One of the men called for another policeman called Juan. The third policeman kept Andrew sat down while the other two went into the bathroom. After about five minutes of inspection they both came out looking as serious as ever. Juan pulled out his handcuffs which glistened in the light and put them on Andrew. They arrested under suspicion of procession of cocaine.
When he had arrived at his worst fear, the police station, he was feeling cold, lonely and felt as though he wasn’t going to see the stone seat which he spent the last few hours of freedom on. When taken into the interview room he felt lonely. While he was just sitting on the wicker chair he was being taped. While the police were firing questions at him, he was really hesitant in answering them as he was being taped.
The two policemen were wearing dark blue blazers and dark blue trousers with Sergeant Stripes on their shoulder discs. When they were near the end of their troubling questions, they said that they found cocaine on the marble basin in his room. Andrew denied taking any and also he didn’t know that it was there. Andrew was thinking to himself how it got there. He suddenly had a brain wave. As he rejected meeting up with Ricky, it must have been his gang who set Andrew up. This may be because he owed them £500,000. He stood up with urgency and explained the tight situation with the two Sergeants. They terminated the interview so they could go and pay Ricky a visit.
Ricky lived in a slum and the floor was covered in needles, cocaine and tin foil. The police found Ricky dead in the dark corner with needles surrounding him. The only thing the police could do was arrest Andrew and sentence him. The following interview the Sergeants sentenced him to 18 years in prison. He dropped to his knees and burst out in tears. He was dragged to the cell and then slammed the door shutter shut and the noise of it echoed all around the cell.
Aaaaahhhh!! Andrew was sweating and so sat up in bed. This was a frightening thought for him. However could it happen to him if he doesn’t do drugs? If he didn’t why did he dream of such a thing happening to him? He thought to himself that he wouldn’t be able to see his son grow up if he did get locked up so he stayed off the drugs.
From this experience Andrew stayed off drugs and was able to patch things up with his wife. He saw his son grow up to be an accountant and every week went to the stony seat.
