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I know you may find this very difficult to believe, but everything I do is for you and i. Remember my promise to you that someday, we will be leaving the rest of our lives in a part of the world far from here, where we shall know no lack. You may see me as the bad boy now, but I am sure in the future, I mean our future, you are going to appreciate all I am doing right now. I love you so much darling.

The word “love” sounds so horrible with your voice D’best. C’girl said, but everything in her still truly wanted him – she still wanted to feel his warmth and experience the power in her thrust.

I miss you darling, his soft voice continued, and I find it very difficult to continue hiding this fact from myself that I need you close to me always. Please, can we meet at Hotel De Prince later tonight?

At this point C’girl was speechless. She couldn’t believe she was about to let that callous guy have his way again. But the truth was she couldn’t resist him. She truly wanted him – everything in her wanted him.

I’m waiting sweetheart and please don’t break my heart with your response, he said

What time? She finally asked after another sixty seconds of silence

7pm would be great girl. Remember, Hotel De Prince.

C’girl ended the call without saying goodbye. Unsure of what she just did…….

It was exactly 12 days from when Richard watched some men walk her dear wife out of his compound. He couldn’t do anything about it than sit at home and weep in the midst of the hope that his angel would walk in the next moment. The fact that he had been warned severally on phone that any attempt to inform the police about it means taking the breath out of his wife made him shut the door completely on that option.

How long are we going to sleep and wake up under this roof without mum? C’girl, who had been crying all day asked. I can’t seem to find it easy any longer leaving with the imagination of what these criminals could be doing to my mother.
What do you think we should do? Asked Richard

C’girl’s phone rang and a quick thump on the receive button brought to life D’best’s voice. How are you my darling, asked D’best?
D’best, are you very sure you haven’t dialed a wrong number? You are speaking with C’girl.
Of course I know that, said D’best, I can’t be wrong dialing my angel’s voice.
So, Mr D’best, what do you want from me this time? Are your boys coming to pick my father?
I just called to let you know I still love you darling, D’best said
Did you just say love?

Now that Akin seems to be in control of everything and his whereabouts is not known, D’best knew the only way out is to use C’girl to track him. How to get C’girl to play his ball was another challenge because the last call he made to her was 9 days earlier when he threatened against reporting her mother’s kidnap to the police. It did not cross his imagination that he would have anything to do with her again after the intimidating call, which made her question God why He allowed her to fall so deeply in love with a monster. She decided right after the call that she would fight hard to kill the feeling. It is over, she had said to herself.

D’best, knowing that a lady would always be a lady, he decided to call and sing some sweet songs into her hear to make her happy. He believed ladies are open to be turned on and off at will. (Lady Readers, please no disrespect meant)

Donnellson and his crew had designed the mini prison 28 years earlier when he was still actively in the business of abduction for ransom. When he decided to change the face of business from mere kidnapping to drug pulling and other criminal activities, he knew that the penal colony of his apartment would still be very useful in housing anyone who attempted to cross his way in the course of his new line of business. Some people had spent over 10 years in this confinement without knowing how the outside world looked like. For Laura, she had been there for 10 days without those newspaper reading moments with Richie and she couldn’t believe how much she had missed her pretty daughter, C’girl.

What is he hiding? Spark kept asking himself the question that forty five minutes of search could not find an answer to. As he was about to make his way back to the living room, in the total darkness, he noticed a small opening on the loggia through which a tiny ray of light was finding it’s way out. Spark moved closer to find out that there was a cylindrical metal cover which was designed to blend with the floor tiles. It took him the strength more than that of a nine year old to lift the cover and was shocked to find out that there was a world at the about 50metre depth basement. Nine people, out of which two are females – naked and chained together. What a mini prison! He said gently as he replaced the cover and returned to the living room. Don was still fast asleep. Spark sat at his initial position and wished he had not made the journey he just returned from. It only succeeded in turning his curiosity to absolute terror.

Donnellson and his crew had designed the mini prison 28 years earlier when he was still actively in the business of abduction for ransom. When he decided to change the face of business from mere kidnapping to drug pulling and other crimes, he decided to leave the penal colony of his apartment for anyone who attempted to cross his way in the course of his new line of business. Some people had spent over 10 years in this confinement without knowing how the outside world looked like. For Laura, she had been there for 10 days without those newspaper reading moments with Richie and she couldn’t believe how much she had missed her pretty daughter, C’girl.

The moment Spark was waiting for came in no time after Don helped himself by passing some green liquid through his wrist with the use of a syringe. Few minutes later, it was very obvious that he was no longer in control of himself. He was rather completely under the control of the drug he had injected himself with. Spark, confident that Don was in another world, put on the sandals and quickly made his way into the restricted part of the apartment.

Curiosity was his drive. He wanted to know exactly what made the restricted area a restricted area. Though the farther he went, the darker it became, and the more he enjoyed the adventure in the midst of fear. He opened every door and still couldn’t find anything that looked extraordinary.

Earlier that day, Spark and Don had gone through four hours of getting to know each other. They have had to agree and disagree on a lot of issues as they discussed topics from childhood to adulthood; from robbery to murder; from rape to drug pulling…and to all kinds of crime. Don was amazed at how much this kid knew about crime at a young age of nine. He was convinced that Spark is a boy that they will pay anything to have as member of the team. As interesting as their discussion went, Spark did not lose track of Don’s moves. One of which is he wore a device to cover his mouth each time he wanted to answer a call. This brings out a completely different voice from his actual voice. He was not very sure of the reason for wanting to sound differently on phone. Also, Spark noticed that each time he wanted to step out of the red carpet, he put on a pair of flat sandals tucked under his chair. The reason for this was quite clear to Spark, with the sandals on, one could step out of the red carpet without any problem.

Sparky sat on a nearby broken block as he watched the big boys do their thing. He envied every stroke and wished he had the strength to give the jerks as hard as the guards were doing. As much as he enjoyed the sight of the moment, the terror of what he witnessed earlier that day at Don’s apartment kept coming back.

Akin, you don’t mean all these, do you? Asked D’best

Just pull the trigger, and you’ll get an answer to your question, said Akin.

Smarty, D’best said gently, are you returning my threat back to me?

It’s not a threat dude. Common sense should tell you that if I lose my job, my love, and my mother, the only person left on planet earth I could call my family, living a minute longer would not mean a thing to me.

You would not want to kill yourself because of these bitches you just called your love and your mother, Said D’best


Listen friend, said Akin, words are there to be used at will, but calling my mother a bitch is the last thing I would take from you again. It is pitiful that you don’t know that your so called $7bn is few keyboard punches away from being transferred to my Nigerian account. You cross my line again, you get a $7bn debit transfer notification on your next phone beeps. So, as a piece of advice to a friend who I respect so much, not for his integrity, but for his gut, you have 24 hours to let go those ladies in your custody. Have a nice day. Akin said and ended the call.

D’best was a man known to have ready response to every avowal made at him. But this time, for the first time in as long as he could remember, he was dumbfounded. He couldn’t believe the joystick that was his few hours earlier was now being controlled by Akin. He didn’t want to take the risk with Akin because he knew quite well that the game was not worth the candle.

Don’t shoot her, D’best said as he beckoned his guys to walk the two ladies to the car.

You have 10 ticks away Lucy, said D’best, but before you do that, I think it would be wise for her to say a final goodbye to her love bird. He quickly dialed Akin’s number

Hello smart guy, said D’best, in my usual manner of kindness, I just felt she would like to say goodbye to you. So sad you will never see the unclothedness of her beautiful figure again.

Thanks for the compliment, said Akin, but I have a piece of advice for you. You murder that lady, or any of my people, you murder your $7bn. I’ll put a bullet in my head the moment I hear that any of them is dead. I know you are not that dumb to know that killing myself means killing your already celebrated $7bn forever. You will have to cut my skull open to get the code out of my brain because some codes are not meant to be cracked - not even the best hacker in the world. Imagine the pain of getting that money stucked forever in your foreign accounts, it’s your money, yet you have no access to it and you will never do if Akin dies with the only key that will actualize the money from its virtual state.

You have 2 minutes to carry out the order or I teach you how it is done by leaving some bullets tucked in your skull, said D’best who is gradually losing patience now.

I don’t need any treat to get the life out of her, Lucy said, because I don’t think I like her face enough to want to spare the trigger from doing its job. As much as Lucy hated C’girl for taking the only man she ever truly loved away from her, she did not have the heart to pull the trigger. She had to say what she said to prove a point to D’best and his men

You have 45 seconds left young lady, debest reminded Lucy

Lucy turned to C’girl and said did you hear that? He just confirmed that you have less than 45 seconds to live. Lucy knew she wasn’t going to pull the trigger even after 45 seconds. She was prepared for D’best’s worst. Killing an innocent lady was not part of the oath i swore when making a leap into the US Force, she reminded herself. If there is anybody that deserve to die, the person is D’best, she thought, but the question is, how can I bring this d*ck head down when three rifles are pointed at me from three different people standing in three different directions.