Be The Badge

By Eduard Meinema

Agent Hamill is investigating a report of vandalism. He hopes to be home in time for the most important game of the year. But these exceptional vandals demand the utmost from him. He must fight for his life to prove that he is worthy of the badge. Could you handle it? Would you be worth the badge?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Eduard Meinema
• Release date: Jun 29, 2020
• ISBN: 9781370587520

Eduard Meinema

"I love writing into the dark; like to be surprised by the characters scavenging through my own stories. Just before things are getting familiar; when I think, or at least believe, to know where a new story is going to, I give it a twist and make my readers (and myself) wonder... how the hell is this going to end?"WORDS and VISIONEduard Meinema is writer and visual artist. He writes in an exciting and humorous style. Creates intense, passionate and mysterious stories filled with unexpected twists which will seduce anyone to finish reading at full speed. Beside his full length novels, Eduard is fond of writing Flash Fiction and Short Stories. All of these 'Twisted Tales' are published as stand alone eBooks in the series 'Flash & Shorts'.Meinema's works of art include so called 'lyric abstract' paintings. Expressionistic works made of Acrylics and Sand. But also Pop-art, including characters known as 'Skredches' (Yes! There is a blog:check out the official site to find blog feeds!!) and...fish paintings. As Meinema says: "Ah! I love fish. Love to see them. Love to keep them. Breed them, paint them, eat them... (ouch, sorry for that...). Oh yeah, I love fish in each and every way."Meinema, born 1963 (Delft, The Netherlands) is former CEO of a temp office, specialized in contracting technicians. Together with his wife he has managed a gallery for contemporary art and jewelry for more than ten years. Nowadays Meinema is fulltime writer and visual artist.

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Be the badge

About the Author

Be the badge

Show me you can do it; prove to me you’re worth that badge, Trudeau told him. ‘Be the badge,’ he even yelled after him funny. The dickhead.

Now he was standing here. Alone. At the villa of the widow Cummings. Come on, take a bite; the sooner you will be done, he gave himself some courage. I may be home just in time; before the game starts…

The villa was deserted. Agent Hamill made his way through the knee-high weeds that had overgrown Mr. Cummings’ once-praised garden, down to the smallest corners. The master’s hand was clearly missed here; but not as hard as the widow Cummings had to miss the master herself for ten years now.

He rang the bell reluctantly. The widow had called the agency earlier that night and reported a group of vandals harassing her. Young people who found it exciting and tough to sneak into the villa. The house somehow looked uninhabited and deserted. The most strange and scary stories circulated about her inhabitant. That stimulated the imagination of kids. They turned each other on, freaked each other out. Who is tough enough? Who dares to enter the villa? If there was anything Hamill hated, it was children. Especially these kinds of assholes that messed up other people’s belongings just for the fun.

There was no opening, but there was a rumble inside. Agent Hamill rang the bell again. ‘Be the badge,’ it echoed through his head. The sarcastic cock. As if he was afraid of those little bastards. He hated them. His boss knew he hated children; and yet he had sent Hamill out alone to check this report.

Agent Hamill took a step back. Looked if he saw a light on somewhere. The imposing house seemed dark. And silent. The bump he just thought he heard was gone. He was in conflict; would he just leave? Hamill had just turned fifty, but had already completed thirty years of service. He was not the man to run away; always did what he was expected to do. He contacted the agency, Olcape’s small police post, reported the situation he had found and asked what to do.

Completely dark? Are you sure? asked his superior, Trudeau. Come on Hamill, grab those kids, reassure the widow and then you can go home. Agreed?

"Now listen Trudeau. There is no one here. If there were