Ninety Nine

MASON

Mason alighted from the taxi quickly, handing the cab driver some dollar bills and immediately the car drove away, he turned to face the entrance of the family house.

The compound was abuzz, with police card stationed about, and the incessant whirring of their car alarms blaring loudly.

His brows were raised not in confusion because he knew why the officers were here, however he was wondering why his parents hadn’t called to inform him of this situation.

Maybe, the police officers were just arriving. He thought to himself, but from the look of things, Mason knew better.

Every single person on the streets were stationed just right outside their doors, with some men and women talking to police officers and the street was filled up in a way he just didn’t like.

Even reporters and journalists from media houses alike were stationed, talking to strangers and trying to gather whatever news or information they could get just to feed the television screen, and a wave of irritation filled