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Keep it up with the good work

Your consistent Update and Writing skills is Amazing

You are doing extremely great

damselposh:
Dedicated to chibestjerry




Brenda sat in the living room playing word cookies on her phone, a game that can keep her glued to her phone the whole day without she remembering to cook. she did not go to the shop today because she needed to rest and moreover, her sales girls could take proper care of her shop even in her absence. she smiled, she can never forget the things Kenny did for her and she will always be grateful to him, it was sad that things went down the drain between them.


"Brenda, is it that you are not cooking tonight or it is not yet time to prepare dinner" Felicia said eyeing her daughter.

Brenda sighed, ever since she cheated on Kenny which later led to their breakup, her mother has been bitter with her, finding fault in everything she did, she had even invited the guy she cheated on Kenny with to their house to make his intention of getting married to her known but her mother won't still hear of it. she met Kingsley at a bar on one of those days Kenny travelled to India, she was lonely and bored and Kingsley came at the right time, he was equally rich but not as rich as Kenny but she was still okay with him, he owns a big restaurant in town, it was not all about money and gifts, she needed company and a friend but Kenny never gave her any of those, it wasn't her fault that she fell in love with Kingsley, he gave her everything Kenny didn't give her, he was always travelling.

"Will you stand up from there and go to the kitchen" Felicia barked.


"What is wrong Felicia? why are you shouting at her? someone asked from the doorway.

" Margaret, are you okay?, do you need your drugs? " Felicia asked rushing to hold her.

"Am fine feli, I just woke up from sleep, you know I will be visiting the hospital tomorrow so I need all the rest I can get" she said sitting down.

"Alright Margaret if you need anything let me know, and Johnson will be here tomorrow to take us to the hospital" she said looking at the other woman.

"I don't want to see Johnson, I have told him that I don't know who he is but he won't stop coming around" she said squeezing her face.

"Common Margaret, Johnson is a nice man if you get to know him you will agree with me" she said joining her on the sofa.

"for the past eight years that he has been coming around, I have been shoving him away but he never listened to me, he is so persistent, I have tried to remember something about him, even if it is little but my head is blank and he wouldn't still let me be" Margaret said holding her head in her hand.

"How can he let you be when he is your husband? Johnson is your husband Margaret" she said trying hard not to remember what happened 26 years ago.

"What did you just say?" Margaret asked holding her head, her head was hurting her badly and she was feeling dizzy, her eyes started spinning "Joh..n..son is... is..." that was the last thing she said before she passed out.




Funmilayo sat down lost in thought, she was feeling happy, angry and surprised/confusion at the same time. she was happy that Kehinde had been killed, angry that she didn't get the chance to kill the bastard herself, and surprised/confused at who could have killed him. She had gone to the restroom intending to scare him a bit but found him sprawled on the floor of the restroom dead with a fork stabbed deep into his neck. His killer must be very angry with him because it was an eye sore, she cringed as a picture of his corpse came to her mind, "well, Kehinde is out of the picture all thanks to the killer, Williams is now the next target" she said grinning.

Her phone rung almost immediately, she answered it nervously, "Yes nurse, what is it?" she asked giving the person at the other end to speak. "she collapsed because someone reminded her of the past?" she asked wanting to be sure, "This time around Nurse, make sure you give her enough dosage, don't give her space at all" she said plastering her face with a sinister smile.

Lots of Thanks
I Appreciate the Dedication

Am Enjoying the story more grace dear

damselposh:
hahahahaha am sorry chibestjerry, I didn't mention anyone because I don't know anyone yet, but I will dedicate my next episode to you

Heh Dedicate! i was angry because of mention and someone is dedicating a whole chapter to me, My pastor once told me that my blessing na double double I receive it Amen

Thanks alot i really appreciate

damselposh:
I didn't know how to make the conversation between Kenny and Mara more romantic and intense, I hope it is okay?

Creating a story is not easy especially if its your first time
my advise though: Learn from others (read other people story and try to visualize yours)
Aba was not build in a day oh sorry I meant Rome

[s]heee Angry mode activated
Why was I not invited bai damselposh come hia ad explained
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Gidibgam who is selling popcorn and cold hollandia yogurt

*Keep it up*

souloho19:
Thanks for your wishes fam.. I appreciate a lot!

You more than deserve it Bro.

Haven't enjoy a story as good as yours, you made me glue to nairaland,
you gave me hope to start a story (though I didn't finish it)

You are The BosS
Ten thousand salute and 55 gun shots in acknowledgement

Souloho19 eh you wont kill me with suspense biko
More blessing and grace upon your writing skills, bro amen

tambara588:
Great one sir. Can't wait 4 the updates

Why wait for the update when you can Visit his Website and finalize The Story

www.youngicee.com


Thank me Later

Bobosneh:
eya Congratulation o. may he have a life full of love, joy and happiness and never know sorrow in life in Jesus name. you're welcome to naija our very own junior boy

Lots of thanks

devilmaycry1:
hbd bro thank

Thanks bro

fifty5:
Baba give us update now.

Bro Hustling has been real, i even thought everybody has left self.... with this delay in update alone many have lost interest *Sad*
I can even promise i will update even though i have already type upto 6 page, i don't even have the time to preview it

Am sorry, very sorry, but be rest assure that updates will flow as soon as i have the tiniest opportunity to preview them

At this point all i can say is your piece left me speechless....

A master of Twist
A master of Suspense
A master of The masters

More Ink to your pen
Blessing and Knowledge to you bro

You'are the best

pacifust058:
Bro, update quick abeg

abeg manage this one tomorrow is another day

On this day 13 August, it must have been a lonely afternoon, A great woman was in labour, it must have been very painful for her, the nurse console her, the doctor kept assuring her all is well, Her husband was waiting in anticipation, There was tensed in the hospital.

Just then a cry was heard, Not the cry of female baby, It was a cry of a Baby Boy, Mama was definetly crying tears of Joy, Papa was smiling 'smile of happiness'



I can hear some Nurses saying "haa madam this your boy na fineeee boyyy"
*blushing*


Papa finally came in held me up plant a kiss on my cheek, this time around he was'nt smiling, he look me and say

"Bia Nwam you are welcome to Edoziuno Family aka (you must make it family)

Chukwubuzor Jeremiah Nweke

Its another plus one to me, its been a long road for me, But once a survival always a survival....

Let me make a wish...

someone should bring the cake and candle

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My fellow 13 Augustian u celebrate you all many more years ahead

Bobosneh:
boss please come and update o

Sorry for all those latr update but be rest assured am back

It’s been 6 days already and she was yet to find a means of an attack, it seems that she has embark on a mission impossible, The man was too superfluously careful, she had lost all hopes of getting a loop of attacking the Lieutenant, she had plan disguising herself as a prostitute and paid the man a visit but she had discarded the thought, escaping afterward is impossible, there is only one way left to accomplish her mission and it’s to seek another partner the one the red clan should not found out……

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It’s time to finish this off, she has only a week left and the weather makes her sick.
She picks her weapon pack, checking herself once again in the mirror, satisfied with her look she proceed out of her hotel room…..

Darkness has taken over from the Day; the bright moonlight also has taken over power from the dazzling sunlight bringing forth its dim light.

The once busy street of 1st Auxiliary was now less busy, the hawkers were still advertising their various goods, chasing cars, some with gala, some with fried plantain, she continue walking ignoring the pleads from the hawkers to patronized them, she turn to a less busy street, searching around expecting to see someone
“Damn! Africans and lateness” she curse within herself she continue tapping her foot on the ground, she was already impatient, she hate to be kept waiting.
A taxi was approaching her, it kills its headlight immediately it spot her, the taxi driver steps out and start walking towards her, he hate driving at night but the amount she had offer her was appealing.
“You are late again” she said walking pass him
“Ha na my wife ooo she no gree allowed me”
“Spare me the crap, let’s get outer here” she said with an angry tune, she might as well shoot him in the head right away, if not that she will need his help round the city

He felt like smashing her if not she pays triple of the regular amount
‘All this small spoilt pikin, they no get respect again’ he muttered under his breath
‘Where we dey go today’ he ask as soon he had settled in the car.
‘Do you know Lieutenant Ikedi house' she asked with the calmest tune she could fake
‘haa who no know Oga Soldier, but wetin you wan go do there this night’ he ask

‘Are you taking me there or not?’ she ask him, her hand was already on her shoe level grabbing the short knife, she won’t ask him again, if only he knows what she is capable of doing, he won’t waste more time in granting her any of her request without questioning her.

“Ok oo, soldier plenty for there, I no go reach gate” he powers the car making a U turn into and zoom off into the lonely street…


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He kills his engine and park, true to his word soldiers were in troops patrolling the street

“Ok you will go back at the hotel and pick someone also” she said handling him some heavy naira note, which he couldn’t help but smile

“Thank you haa Chineke eh” he kept muttering until she disappear into the street, he made another U turn and zoom off

“Hey who goes there” one of the solders shout flashing his touch light towards her
“Please I was rob by some boys down the street” she said faking some serious tears
‘Ehen and wetin you dey look for here abi we look like Ekelebe (Police) for your eye’’ he shouted again as he proceed towards her

Her cleavage was visible for any eye to see
“Please help me, am from Australia Please” she pleaded more making more tears to stream down her cheek
Some soldiers has already gathered around her, their eyes were fixed at her Cleavage, some have already naked her totally with their eyes, devouring her just with their eyes, She silently prays her plan work, Causing a distraction to get the Lieutenant attention was all she needed….

“Hey ashawo oya begin dey go before I blow your yansh” A solder shouted behind her, he was an heavy built man the head of the Lieutenant guards.

“Please help me, they stole everything I have with me” she pleaded more
The soldier have already removed his belt folding it on his hand, the look on his face shows no remorse, no hard feeling that’s what he was trained for….

She looked terrified at first, looking at him she could tell he must be a Gay, she kept begging him as he drew nearer
He draws the belt up and landed it on her back, waves of pain shot across her body
“Ashawo! na wetin your mama teach you abi” he said raising the belt up with all the muscle he could muster, he brought it down again on her abdomen region, the pain that cloud-wave her body is just enough to kill someone, she fell on the ground crying, she was angry at the humiliation she was taking,

“Oya use run commot for here Idiot” he shouted at her, the rest of the soldiers were just staring them none of them dare say anything in disapproval

she hesitated for a while thinking her next line of action if she is going to go away without accomplishing her mission then she must kill this animal of a soldier..

“You no hear me ko” he said raising his hand again with the belt, her hand has already locate her knife down her shoe
He was about bringing the belt down and she was about bringing the short knife on his head
“Stop” A voice order them, everybody turn to the direction of the voice it was the lieutenant
“what’s going on here” he ask the commandant with the belt still crushed on his hand
“Na this Olosho ooo, she said some boys robbed her” he replied him eyeing her
“And then what happen” he ask him again without taken his eyes off him
“I tell her make she dey go, but she no gree” he was still saying but the Lieutenant have already back him turning towards her direction.
“Young lady what can I do for you” he said trying to be a gentle man
“I was robbed by some boys they were trying to rape me” she muttered increasing the fake tears that keeps drown her entire face.
“And what do you want me to do” he ask her stealing a glance at her cleavage
“Please help me, I need to go back to Australia tomorrow, please” she said realising more tears
“oh you are from Australia” he looks at her again, everybody is a suspect to him, with the recent killing of his companions across the globe he had become suspicions of everything around him, damn! It’s been a month he avoid clubbing, he miss the warm and smooth touch of a woman and this one seems to bring the feeling back, beside who could believe that the almighty Ikedi has not banged any woman in the past 1 month, he was always the champion among his peer banging anything bangable under the skirt… He looks at her again she looks harmless, after all she might be in her early 20s, no Clan in their right mind will send a young assassin after a trained warrior like him…

She uses her front neckline to wipe her face, revealing more of her endowed cleavage,
“OK! Ok come in” he said leading the way to the building

The smirking and licking of lips and tongues among the soldiers gave her the assurance that her body is indeed a weapon, On a second thought she remember why she was there, looking at the soldiers again with their weapon, she silently hope her plan work…..

The sitting room was massively big giving it the aura of a rich man palour, she stood behind the chair waiting for him to motion her to sit
“Come on sit, don’t be afraid relax” he said still trying to be a gentle man
“My name is Ikedi” he said stretching his hand for a handshake
“Am Nadia, thank you” she replied him grouping his hand with hers
“Do you need anything” he asks her as he set in an afro music in the stereo
“Ehh maybe some pain killers might help” she replied him

He disappear into his inner room and came out with a Bam,
“This will help” he said handling her the Bam he had brought with him,
She removed her top revealing her white bra, he continue staring at her wondering what makes her so eased around him
“Can you help me out please” she said handling him the Bam back,
He collected the Bam, and watches her in amazement as her hand went to her back trying to unzip her bra, The Lust in his eyes were heavy as he watch the bra fall, her br***t stood erect, he could see the red mark on her abdomen the effect from the belt…
His manrod was already threatening to break loose from the Khaki, she turn her face to him, there face was close, she bring her face close to his and their lips join in an hot matrimonial kiss of hunger, his brain stops functioning for a while he couldn’t think straight, something was amidst he could sense it,
She holds his hand and slid into her skirt the world pause for a while, his thinking faculty seize, his body was responding to a lustful treatment being melted out to him by the generous mysterious lady, his hand travel far into her thighs blushing her pant in the heat of romance he was still able to join the dots together "a lady seeking for help last hour ago was now willing to offer him her body" he broke the kiss withdrawing his hand from her thighs

" Who are you" he asked her waiting for a reply
The sound of gunshot echoed in the compound...
"What the f**k was...." a short knife has already found its way into his chest.
"You" he muttered with a surprise look "wel it will take more than one hit to take me down" he yelled at her charging towards her... She didnt have any idea the demon she just woke up

I don finaaly land ooo Nice one bibijay123

skubido:
OP tanks for the update

aha welcome Boss

shigo20:
am very much around maam. just dat nairaland ve become boring this days. most stories are incomplete that's why. but this very piece is interesting, just hope it won't be abandoned.

Abandoned is real though, be rest assured that you are in for a complete piece not half,

even the late update self dey pain me, the reason is just time to type nothing else

bibijay123:
I am still here Duchess

Eheh is this bibijay123 the author of naive (Abeg shift let her pass to the front seat) she deserve it jor

Welcome Welcome

jagugu88li:
once had a friend called shigo20. We would invite each other anytime one found a good story to read........then he/she disappeared.

Same like Creeza, Reuel12, bibijay123 (before she decided to write the "priest and young girls" story, johnwizey and everyone else. Abandonmentismship is heavy. Even you popcorn people Adesina and ROYH....okay

Abandomentismship this your grammer eh i fear

**Nigeria Port Harcourt**
*International Airport*
She was still waving a Cab when the vibration of her phone came, she reluctantly pick it without looking at the screen.
“Hello” she spoke after waiting for a while.
“Don’t be afraid we are in this together” a female voice replied
Both the feeling of calmness and relaxation took over her, she had read how the NAC operate and they were ruthless and smart, she still didn’t understand the reason the Clan had send only her, well after all she was not to question the clan order her own was to follow order no question.
“Thank you” she said disconnecting the call, she was aware that the Clan has eyes everywhere; she got to be careful, no one must know. The cab man was waiting patiently for her.
“Madam where you dey go” the cab man spoke in his thick Igbo accent, she looks at the man, he is one of the ugliest man she had ever seen, she thought about waving him off and wait for another, but time was not on her side, This is Nigeria the country with the best army, she slid into the back seat, searching her jeans pocket, after a while she brought out a piece of paper…

“em take me to Mac Dons hotel” she said staring at the driver for a positive answer
“Haa that place far oo na 1st Arterially” he was already happy judging by her look and beauty, after all she spoke like a Russian she must be from a rich family.

“Just go” she was already getting pissed off, in the name of the Clan she might kill him, His mouth odor was annoying.
The mayhem on the road close to Oil Market made the driver slowed down, they could hear angry voice they were enthusiasm and high adrenalins in the air.

“Thief! Thief! Thief o…..”

An elderly man has been caught trying to steal someone’s wallet, stones and sticks have already re-modified his body, and he has already been reduced to a squash.
There were joy on the face of the pass-by. Someone was already rushing with a condemn tire, another was busy asking for any one that has petroleum….
“Abeg who get any small fuel wia we go use light am” a young man was busy asking the on-lookers,

“I get, I get” the Cab man conveying her shouted, he got down from his cab opening his boot; he brought out 4 liter of petroleum and gave it to them.
A shout of praise erupt form the crowd, some calling him good man, while some was blessing him. He raises his both hand waving them, he open his cab door and met the eyes of his passenger staring at him.

“Sorry ooo, we go soon reach” he spoke inserting his key in the ignition
“What are they going to do to him” Nadia asked
“Haa they go send am go Exile” he said amidst the grin on his face
“I don’t understand what you mean by ex…” she didn’t finish her statement before a shout of pain erupt from the mist of the cloud, someone is on fire, the thief is on fire,….. Her face turned soft she would almost feel the heat of the fire, she look at the driver what a crude man, she is going to make sure that she slid her knife across his neck, she pause her thought for a while, the man could be an asset to her if her mission is going to be a success.

“Madam you na Ajebo na, naso we dey do am here” the Driver said,
“Let’s get out of here” she replied him gently.

**Somewhere in 1st Arterially**
About eight mean looking men arm with deadly lethal weapons were strategically in position, A giant man walk hastily into the large sitting room, the arm men stood in attention saluting him,

He tune on his TV, just in time for the 9 o’clock news
“some unidentified gunmen at the late hour of yesterday brutally murder the C.E.O of Earkatar Shipments Adam Manzode the police are already on the tail of the gunmen, coming with more details soon stay tune” the broadcaster announced,
Lieutenant Ikedi paced around the sitting room, they have started a war they can’t finish and he was well prepare for them let them come. He dials a foreign number,
The call was answered, there were silent at the other end
“They are unto us” he finally speak, the silent still persisted, he looks at the phone to be sure that the call was still connected.
“Protect yah self and warn the others” A female Voice spoke from the other end
“Will do that” he almost disconnect the call before the voice spoke again
“Stop the shipment as for now and safe guard the Co-ordinates” the call beep signaling it has been disconnected.

Another call came in immediately, he glance at the screen Chief Gab was displayed, he pick it after waiting for it to ring for the second time.

“Hello” the chief spoke immediately his voice signaling that he is tensed.
“Yes Chief” he replied praying that the man won’t start asking him question he didn’t have answers to,
“Did you watch the news, eh they have start, I hear that they have kill Ngwazi Kamuzu, Ragnak and now Manzode even…”
“hehehe calm down there, What was the reason you called me” he was getting pissed off already, he had always hate the man from the beginning,
“Eh e.. I thought maybe…..” he stammered “Maybe you could lend me some security i mean the classi_fied soldiers” he said
“Heh hear me man, never you ask me about the classified soldiers again they are not made to protect some old corrupt fools like you” he shouted disconnecting the call immediately,

He look around him watching the gallant soldiers protecting him, his mind seems to settle down, why should he worry when 8 Commandos are guarding him ready to send any intruder into Oblivion… he smile pouring himself Whiskey, let the assassin come, time to taste the Nigeria version of warriors, he started laughing this will be fun.

*Anambra Nigeria*
There were anxiety of fear on the chief face he have been drowning all the alcohol he had on the bar, he had search all his content for security but found none the ones he had found have call him corrupt old fool, although he has arm police but a Hitman that was able to take out a whole president of Malawi Ngwazi Kamuzu, the police can’t stop them if they are coming for him.
He is not going down alone if the assassin will get to him he is going to release all documents that will implicate everyone,
He was about going for the second bottle when his phone rang; he rushed towards it praying it should be the Lieutenant calling with good news; a private number was calling he reluctantly pick it
“Hello what do you want” he yelled into the mouthpiece of the phone
“Am your Nemesis, pay attention now”
“What who are you” he was already trembling the alcohol in his eyes cleared.
“Look at your chest” the voice order again.
His eyes slowly move to his chest, he would see two red dots, he doesn’t need a soothsayer to tell him what they meant”

Tears have already started running down his cheeks.
“I have a job for you and you are not going to disappoint me will yah” the voice spoke again
“No! I won’t I promise” he mange to reply amidst the tears
“Better, you will find a brown envelop on your door step, you will find all you need to know there” with that the call was disconnected

He was transfixed at the spot, his leg couldn’t carry him, he remember the sniper request he dash towards the door direction, he saw the neatly arranged envelop lying at the door floor, he pick it trembling…… he open the envelop and bring out a document he open it and the first word he saw made his heart heavy
16th August 1989, he didn't need to turn the next page… Indeed Nemesis has arrived.

Bobosneh:
op may God continue to bless you as dey bless me with Update

Amen ooo

shigo20:
carry on the good work bro

thanks and welcome bro, more update coming soon

Sorry for the late update, work was tight as always, and beside I notice the lack of interest on the story.

This is not an update just the conclusion part of the last update thanks please bears with me


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“Who are these people” the voice of Adam Manzode brought him back from his thought
“I don’t know but they are well prepare for us”, Banzo was still saying when blood and flesh matter trespass from Sly chest,
“No. No!” he was angry he stood up shooting at the direction of the shooter, he ran out of ammunition and quickly pull another revolver before he could pinpoint, a bullet has already scattered his wrist, he fell down, he looks towards Manzode direction he couldn’t locate the man again, he has probably ran into the darkness, a dark figure appear in front of him, waving his revolver at him, even in the darkness, Banzo saw the young man probably in his late, he could fell his other weapon with his left hand, even he is going to die he won’t die alone, he close his eyes waiting for the right time to pull his weapon and strike, during his years in the military he has learn the element of surprise in an attack, he could feel his attacker getting closer towards him, he close his eyes he could feel his attacker standing above him, it’s his right time, he brought out his other gun taking his attacker by surprise, before he could squeeze the trigger a bullet has penetrated his hand scattering his arm, he wailed in pain, the strength has already left him, ‘whoever those guys are they are professionals, this wasn’t any street gang or any local hitman, this was a perfect hit from a good sniper, he was thinking out loud before, he close his eyes as he went into oblivion.

Help! Help!” he was shouting still running at the lonely quiet street, everything had seems like a movie in the beginning he knows he had enemies but none of his enemies can pull an attack like this then who are those people, he was tired already at this moment of his life he hated why he hadn’t hit the gym last two month ago, excess fat has been an disadvantage to him at this particular moment of his life.
He saw a young man, the man wore dark shades, he was holding two revolver on both hand, he was still as a statue, he couldn’t run again, he fell at his knee as the figure approaches him,
“Who are you” he shouts as the figure was closer to him
“Bow your head” he order the trembling man,
The man didn’t obliged as he slowly bow down, he didn’t bother asking what his crime was, he has done so many evil things to deserve death, Amidst the tears he manage to say psalm 23……
Ugo allowed him to finish at least granting him his final prayer, before saying “Am from the Red clan and am here to punish you for your crime”
At the mention of Red clan, he notice the shocked expression on the man face, the man bring his face up, he was about to say something when the bullet hit him between the eyes, he feel down, blood streams from his body,

“Hey let’s get out of here” Evans yelled from a distance.
He dash into the darkness, the mission has been a success and an easy one.

devilmaycry1:
thank for that update

welcome BOSS

**South Africa**
**Northern Cape Town**
They were already logged in a hotel that was provided for them by the Red Clan.
They had agreed to help each other take out their target first they are going to kill Adam Manzode together before going for Evans target the Chief of Staff Tony Steward.

“Do you know the reason the Clan is sending us after these men?” Evans ask pulling off his shoe
Ugo looked at him with a questioning look,
“Yours is to obey the Clan, not question their order” he wasn’t smiling when he was speaking
“Am sorry dude just that haven’t you been tire of being just a weapon to them” he pause when he saw the look on Ugo face,
“I mean look at what happen at Israel, look Aaron and Musa are both gone Man, and who knows we might be N____” he didn’t get to finish his last sentence as Ugo sent him rambling on the floor, he tried to rise, but was unsuccessful as Ugo has send his knee cap against his face, he pull out his gun and points it towards his head.
“You are fully aware of what happen to anyone that spoke against the clan” he said cracking his gun,
Evans manage to look up, their eyes connect
“You are going to shoot me because of the Clan will yah, then do it” blood oozing out of his mouth “Kill me, I never choose to be a Ghost, I was chosen, taken me from my home, my freedom never count” he yelled at him
“SHUT THE F**K UP” Ugo shouted tightening his grip on the gun trigger,
“Go on pull the trigger, pull the f**king trigger” Evans shout at him… His grip tightens more on the gun his finger was already pressing the trigger, slowly then BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM that was the ringing tone of Ugo phone, he looks at Evans once more before he lower the gun, he knows who is calling already,
“Hello” he picks the call after the second ring
“Have you guys landed” her voice was calm and caring like a lover that miss her boyfriend or was it his head playing trick on him,
“Yea we landed before 2 pm thanks for the call, and try to stay alive”
“Ok you too bye”.

He turns towards Evans that has fully be erected on his feet, he was wiping the blood on his face,
“Am not sorry if you are expecting me to say that” anytime you dare insult the Clan I will personally kill you” Evans ignore him and went on moping the blood on his face, he drop the tissue on the floor, and immediately pulls his gun out and point it directly at Ugo head.
“I think we have a mission to accomplished mother****Ker”

They both erupt in laughter
“Am sorry dude” Ugo said pulling off his jacket
‘I thought you weren’t going to apologies idiota” Evans said mockingly.

**
Earkata group of company (EGC) was the largest South Africa shipment, own by Adam Manzode some had accused him of human trafficking, but a man as powerful as him with the support and thumb up of the government no one dares make a case out of it. He had received awards from different organization including the African anti – traffickers, a snake in a savior clothing, his shipment of course was the main traffickers of human across Africa.

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“Okay commander” Sly said “we are clear”
Adam Manzode steeped out of the fully air – condition restaurant,
“Already on the veranda’ Banzo spoke into his transmitter he is one of the finest hit man, a former military officer, Trained in Nigeria by the NAC he had resign from being an hit man immediately he heard the proposed amount Manzode had to offer him to be his Chief Bodyguard he had also selected Sly his closest friend in the military,…. there were four Limo lining up at the front rear of the restaurant.

He spoke again “Open her up, the Boss is here” after he said that did the Limo electrically locked rear click open.
Banzo nodded at the driver as he open the door for Manzode, he then slid in next to him, closed the door, then tapped on Central Lock at the bullet proof window with one knuckle. The Limousine’s started moving.

The two warriors was sitting in the restaurant, they had tracked him down from his office down to the restaurant looking for any possible probability that will make their target exposed to attack easily.
Evans was still mooching the sandwich at his hand, he was less concerned about the tight security of a thing, his style has been, “bust in with a Sub machine gun sprayed the bullet and escape” he hate all the tactical planning of a thing.

“He has a tight security” Ugo said he has been looking at the Convoy of Limo disappear into the street.
“Evans shook his head “he is always with his security even at home and office, everywhere he goes, we have been tracking him since yesterday, Why don’t we do it my own way, you know the Evans style burst in and shoot” he said, gesticulating with his hand,
“Those guys are well trained shooters, don’t you see the way they move, the way they communicate before the Limo drove away, they are quiet organized…..” he paused he seems to remember something “the Limo yes, c’mon let’s get outer here”.


*They were back at the hotel*
Ugo was drawing what seems like a plan to him, “the Limo might be bullet proofs, but we have the machine gun, with this he said demonstrating a metal grenade that look like an A5 paper and off course we have the Black Mumba, the plan here is to draw them out of the Limo” Evans was listening with knee interest the plan seems good to him, “they are too many of them and beside what about the cops won’t they be a problem?”

“We attack him this night, he will be visiting his Company and I know he won’t be going with all his security and with the right location, then BOOM” he said with a grin “With the information we have his shipment will arrive this night he will be there for inspection, we hit him before he gets there”

“Ha-ha we should be preparing then” he said polishing his favorite weapon the Russian Made Machine Gun, he had equally chosen the weapon, it was the best in the store, not even a Limo Bullet Proof can stop it from scratching.

****10:25 pm*****
His phone was ringing, he looks at the screen “Daddy boy” was boldly display at the screen, he picks and put it at loud speaker,
“Danielle”
“Good evening daddy”
“How are you doing Sweetheart?, are you not asleep yet?”
“No daddy, tomorrow is my birthday” the little girl voice echoed inside the car
“How can I forget huh, my Daring birthday”
There was a chuckle at the other end of the line,
“Love you Dad’
“Love you too”
She hand the phone over to her mother, they spoke for a while before he hung up

They were on their way to his company. He was about to receive a classified cargo, he didn’t go with all his security and convoy, just his two right hand man, Sly and Banzo.
Sly was seated in the front seat with the driver, while Banzo was at the back with Manzode, he understand the love the father got for the child is like no other.

They have turn towards the narrow street that leads to his company, it was dark and dreamy part of the town, a street ghetto with streetlights broken out and dead, shipped car lining the road, though things were getting better for Northern Cape town but the future still have a long way to go, there were street in northern cape town, he couldn’t walk along at night: gun, vest and vigil not withstanding: a bullet proof Limo made him little more secure----------

There came a terrific bang, that rocket the Limo, it hung for what seems like forever on two wheels, then fell back and hit the street hard.

“What the hell?” Banzo had already had his pistol out as the Limo fishtailed, slewed and slammed into a streetlight post, the post was fiberglass, and it snapped off at the bumper level and fell on the Limo, spraying shattered glass in a tinkling rain upon the Car’s trunk

Banzo saw a man in black running towards the car from out of the sticky night. The man wore a face cap pulled low but not covering his face, he was smiling.

“Go!” Sly yelled to the driver “Go! Go!”...
The driver tried, the engine roared, the wheel screeched, but the car didn’t move, the stench of burning rubber filled the car.
Sly was already reaching for his own pistol when the man in black reached the Limo and slapped something on the door, whatever it was stick metallically, the man turned and sprinted away back into the darkness________

“Out!” Banzo Screamed, “he’s stuck a grenade on the door, Out!”
Banzo grabbed the door handle jerked Manzode and his kid out they all hit the ground in a sloppy shoulder roll.

There came the repetitive bark of a submachine gun, followed by the heavy explosion that rock the Limo,
Banzo that was still holding the man, Sly and the Driver have been arm already, Pistols pulled out ready for any action all looking for cover. Nothing, Nowhere to hide!
He glance back at the Limo, what kind of explosive did they use that render the Limo useless. The machine gun came again, they all docked,

In a small corner of his mind Banzo knew that most Sub Machine gun used pistol ammunition and that the vest he and Sly both wore would withstand any ammunition as long as they can keep their head s……..
----Blood and brain matter sprayed from the side of the driver as a bullet exited his head----
“Damn! Damn! Who are these peoples, he can manage a Machine gun but not with a sniper at large.