My name is LUCE APOLLONIA. Why am I entering myself in this book? The reason is quite simple, old man AOD had mentioned a charming, beautiful, world best young women and that's me. Well, I may have exaggerated a little bit over there. After I successfully completed the task given to me by the old man, A new version of the book was selling crazy and the government decided that a criminal version should not be popular and decided to add me as the next chapter. The government decided to spice things up by hiring a writer to make sure they are shown in a good light. But someone couldn't keep their mouth shut and there was huge strike from the writer's community, after that the government had no choice but to ask me to write it myself. I have been given a deadline to finish it, as this book is now placed in tier three security. Well, I do not want to extend the deadline as this is such a pain to go through this hellish security check.
Just a few years back in cold winter, I was sitting in a café with my hot chocolate with marshmallow. I would always stare at the marshmallow melt in the hot chocolate but that day was the worse day of my life. I had failed the detective oral exam for five consecutive times. Just like the last four times, I sat there staring at a portrait of a detective and a child assistant in a crime scene. The environment around me was gloomy and dark and my head felt heavy then I started to rub to with my four finger tips constantly while closing my eyes, like I was in deep thought but, it was completely empty. Before I realized my hot chocolate became cold chocolate and tasted weird. As I sat there in my own world, I look at a tall building and realized how much capabilities we as humans possess. Someone actually built that skyscraper and here I am not even able to pass an exam. Just as I was lost in thought, someone from behind said; you should not be so hard on yourself. You, young people need to learn to take things slow. I turned back to see who it was and to confirm if he was talking to me, it would have been weird if I had responded and he was talking to someone else. The person was an old man, dressed very well and maybe in his fifty's. He got up and came to my table and sat down in one of the chair smiling. What is your name charming girl? Its LUCE. Well, young charming people like you should not be depressed and give up like this. Do you know me old man? I don't know you, but you are clearly worried about something. Why don't you tell me, I may give you some good advice? Hmm, I am tired of people giving me advise, but because u asked me nicely, I'll tell you. I have taken the detective examination for the last five times and failed. It is always the fitness exam that gets me. As you see I am obese and every time I take the test the examiners look at me like they are already decided to fail me. There are no criteria for weight and height but they do not approve to let someone fat like me to be a detective. I thinking on quitting and going back to my boring old job. Well as I now know what is bothering you, my advice is go back to your old job and try to be happy. Old man, do you really think that is what I truly need to do, aren't you going to tell me to work hard or hang in there till you reach the end of the tunnel. Why would I tell you something so stupid. The world is not easy one to live all you can do is try to live up to your expectations. Once you have decided that you have given your all to reach your goal, but still not attained it, then there is something missing in you that somebody else possess. There will always be someone who is better than you, no matter how much you try, that is one thing that make this world an imperfect one. If everything is perfect then what is the reason for us to get up in the morning. If you really think that you have had enough of the failures, then there is no shame in giving up. Society will always dictate your mistakes, but it should never be the reason to give up what you truly want in life. To tell the truth old man, it was the fear of how people would talk about me that made me decide to give up. I really want to be a detective and I will go to the depts of hell if I have to. The only thing that is stopping me is my weight, I'll start to lose weight from this instant. Lol, I like your enthusiasm but I think there is another way to deal with this problem. And what would that be old man? Aren't you a detective, find out what it is. I will be taking my leave now. Look sharp charming young girl good luck. After that I decided to find the way, the old man asked me while I tried to lose weight. That night I slept outside in the apartment balcony which was very dirty and dusty, but I did not care about it much and was in a rebellious mood. As I slept on the dusty balcony floor imagining like some kind of main character looking at the stars and setting course to victory. Many scenarios flowing through my mind of how I become a detective and one of them was to find dirt and blackmail the invigilators to giving me the marks or someone kidnap some VIP children and I as the most brilliant human being solving the case and saving the children. Two days later I gave up my regiment of losing weight, after all it is not an easy task but in the future period, I was able to lose a lot of weight and bring it from obese to a hurtful but truthful word "FAT". After a few days I received a mail from the detective agency giving me an offer of a junior assistive job under another detective after they considered my past attempt in the theory part. It was a new initiative after the head of the agency found out that the invigilators had taken bribe from the aspirants to pass the practical part. The aspirants were given a slap on the wrist so that it does not go public and decided to reconduct the exam but now under a real detective who would assess the practical part of the exam. I was delighted and overjoyed on the change of luck that struck me, but after some time it felt like there was something at play here and weird, but I have an opportunity given in front of me now and I need to capitalize on it. I sent in my letter of acceptance and waited eagerly for there reply. Just like any government office it took them ages to write back to me, I was under a subpar detective who I felt like was completely bored by his job. But he taught me some good stuff and after two whole years, I was finally a detective and it was and will be the happiest day of my life. In two years, I leant how the world works in the shadows and it was very boring and ugly. Even with solid proof criminals get to stay in lavish prison cell for the least amount of time. The time the person goes to jail their lawyers bend the evidence in such a way that they get the lightest sentence or the sentence will be reduced after people forget and move on with there lives. I always wonder who is at fault here MONEY or POWER. The person with a lot of money posses the power to make the world a better place or cause ultimate destruction and the question here is what will the rich person choose. After the old man died, he sent me the manuscript with a list of all the members and operation of his organization. It took me whole five years to complete the task given to me by the old man and had to take some very dangerous risk but in the end, it was a win. I still recall the advice given to me by the old man and I imagine how my life would have been if I had chosen to quit. Even if I had failed, I would have known for sure that, I had given my all and would not regret doing. Well, that's all I have to say, after all I am not a writer.