My Last Dare

My friends were busy waiting for Mr. Hui from Kowloon. He was a witty and nutty man. I asked my friends to have some meal but they're still waiting. Then they saw a van with a briefcase tied on the top, and it must be Mr. Hui. You know, Mr. Hui collects briefcase where he collect his money. The van stopped, no one was steering and Mr. Hui was not there. We checked the plate number but it's the same also. We drove to the airport and rode to Kowloon. The weather was rainy, the guys might have thought that it was rainy so it was cancelled.

We found Mr. Hui's house easily, it's just near the airport. The lights were all open and we checked, Mr. Hui was not there. We tried to called Mr. Hui but he wouldn't answer. Then, we asked a man with red top with a yellow hood. He sure was kind. He said that Mr. Hui was talking to a neighbor near Katty's (our friend) house. When we got there, some thugs nearly caught us but that wouldn't help my self so we got caught. I didn't know Mr. Hui was in the gang too. So I shouted my name for anyone to hear. I tried to catch them but they flashed away. Right now, I don't still have Mr. Hui back.

Sent in by Darren