Trash Only

By Ernest Yungsi

After killing two women at work on his first day, Cosmos informs his power-hungry supervisor, Dante Thomas, that he is quitting, but Dante is more concerned about promotion as the boss visits the company for the first time in over twenty years, revealing why TRASH is the title of his business card, but can Cosmos save himself and others when an enraged Dante starts killing everyone standing between him and power? TRASH ONLY is a novel with a familiar story only if some nouns are read backwards.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ernest Yungsi
• Release date: May 7, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386646686

Ernest Yungsi

Ernest Yungsi has a degree in Journalism and has taught ESL in China for eleven years. But these and the fact that he won two prizes at the BBC short story competition, are not his victories because God's the one that leads him to success each time, just as He puts ideas in his heart and guides them into great stories.

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This is fiction, even though it reflects true life. If a person, place, idea or event in this book sounds or feels real, that’s unintentional...or great writing. So please don’t copy or reproduce this book in any form without permission.

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Dedicated to my Mom: Emilia Koyen.

Chapter One

Two women died on the same day, at my job site. Nevaeh is a company that owns countless office buildings in every city of the world, each building displaying a bright sign that says:

TRASH!

My section is designed like an ocean. If you stroll in, you’ll think you’re at sea. Waves rise and fall and the water tastes like salt.

When I first entered the building, I thought I was on a movie set because each room boasted of at least half a dozen large screens. But Dante Thomas, who used his watch to control the videos on the screens during out tour, informed me that our boss built all our skyscrapers in the world simultaneously, and then he earned my distrust by warning me I that would meet the boss only once in my entire career.

He instructed Sesom, the eighty-year old Janitor to give me Company logos.

As you wait for the boss, hang them on the wall at home, said the old man.

I smiled politely.

"Why do I need to hang logos on my wall?"

The question remained in my mind and did not travel to my lips because I wasn’t planning to do it.

Sesom handed me a net before limping away and Dante instructed me to watch the crowded sea carefully. When someone started to drown, I was to fish the person out.

Let me tell you, Cosmos, said Dante. People will ask you what you do for a living; you can tell them you are a fisher of people. With a strange name like Cosmos, no one will be surprised that you have a strange job.

Dante did not tell me that some