Thursday, March 7, 2019

A Tale of a Rough Diamond an award winning thriller

By P. J. Mann

A Tale of a Rough Diamond is a tale of envy, dysfunctional family, revenge, and love. I came up with the title as the main character, Stephan is a difficult young man, always looking for excitement. He is like a rough diamond who will shine only after someone spends some time looking for the jewel in his heart. In his case, he will shine through all the troubles he will have to endure.
Stephan was born in a wealthy family, and his life seems going on carelessly. He has everything a teenager would envy, at least, so it seems from the outside.
Going closer to the family life the reader will be brought to discover a dysfunctional family broken by tragedies. Each of the family members has his or her own pain which will carry on for the rest of their lives. But the one who is going to pay for everything will be Stephan himself.
His older brother is envious of his charisma and charm and will devote his whole life to make sure that he will be cast off of the family, even if this will mean becoming a ruthless criminal and selling his soul to the devil himself. 
Once he ends up in jail, Stephan will be left alone by the rest of the family and will have to climb his way up from the bottom he'd fallen to claim justice and regain his place in the family.
In Jail, he will meet many interesting figures, but one in particularly will be a key figure in Stephan’s development from a scared boy into an adult man determined to find justice. Joe Smith is a man who has been convicted for life for having accidentally killed a man. He will carry the weight of regret for the rest of his life and will do everything in his power to protect Stephan and guide him like the father he never really had.

The Villain:
Roger looked at his hands. They were shaking – that nervous shake he’d learned to recognize and deal with a long time ago. His head felt as if it were going to explode, so strong was the pain he felt.
He reached for the cabinet, where he kept the first-aid kit and took a couple of analgesic pills. He knew they wouldn’t really help, but he took them anyway.
He was expecting two guests, both very important. The first one didn’t worry him at all, as he knew he could easily be dealt with.
The second one, however, was on a totally different level. The success or failure of all he had built so far was at stake – his firm, his career, his wealth, and his own life. That was the reason for the restless state of his mind, that made his hands shake and his head ache.
He looked anxiously at the clock. There was still time, but it seemed as his heart had a different perception of time, and it started to race in his chest. He took a couple of deep breaths and went to sit in the armchair behind his desk.

He made himself comfortable, sinking into the soft leather, and closed his eyes to regain some calm. He thought about what the deal of the game was, and how the success of both the meetings was to be achieved. Success was not an option.

The Hero:
Stephan waited in the darkness, feeling nervous and excited at the same time. Every time he was at that exact spot, waiting for the car of Reece stopping by or for Jonas to whistle him about his arrival, he felt the adrenaline rush, foretasting another adventure with his mates.
A couple of whistles, and he understood his friend arrived, just in time, before that restlessness on the background of his turmoil, would have overwhelmed the excitement and he would have ran away, scared like a child.
“It was about time, where is Reece?” asked Stephan.
“He is waiting in the car a couple of blocks away from here, there was a cop car parked there,” he said, pointing the entrance of a shop.
Jonas walked fast and barely exchanged a single word with him, like he generally used to do.
Stephan didn’t say anything either, but his behavior made him more nervous than he already was.
“Come on guys, we don’t have the whole night,” said Reece impatiently.
“What’s the matter with you tonight, it seems like we’re going to rob the Central Bank in the middle of the day,” said Stephan.
“Shut the fuck up, kid. We are not going to a party,” hissed Reece as he drove as fast as he could to their target.
Stephan could tell, when Reece had been drinking, and knew that he could become quite dangerous; therefore he sat down on the backseat of the car and remained silent as Reece ordered.
As they arrived in front of their target, Reece remained still for a moment, like he was hesitating and was almost ready to give up everything. “Fuck that!” he mumbled.
“Come on let’s go!” Reece added as he got out of the car.
“OK, kiddo, do your trick,” Jonas whispered.
It was a matter of a couple of minutes and the door opened, then a few seconds, and the alarm was put to sleep.
“Jeeha!!” Jonas exulted as they all got inside the house.

The small group of friends dispersed to the different rooms of the house, looking for something to rob that could give them some small wealth.