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Complete Assassin…(part 1) .............
“Steven! Steven!!! Get down here this
minute!”
Jeffery screamed
at the top of his lungs from the dining
table,
looking up at the
staircase, his eyes landing on the door
of his
son’s room.
He looked to his left towards his wife,
giving
her a very cold
stare.
“You see what I have been saying?
You indulge
this boy too
much, Dorothea. I am going to have to
come down hard on
him.”
Jeffery finished, making to get up from
the
dining table.
“Honey, relax. He is just a teenager. I’ll
talk to
him.” Dora said,
holding Jeffery’s hands and calming
him. She smiled at her
husband, tickling his palm. He could
not help but
smile back.
“Sharon, go get your younger brother
from his
room.” Jeffery
said to his oldest child. Sharon sat on
his right side, already
eyeing the
large pieces of
goat meat that had been spiced, diced
and
prepared by their
mother. She loved goat meat and
everyone
knew that. So she was particularly
angry that her younger
brother was holding up
the feast. Left to her, the party could
start
without Steven. He
could join them later.
“But dad, you know how Steven loves
his video games. Even
when he comes down, he’s just gonna
have a
bite or two and
then run off. Is that what we are
wasting
time for?” Sharon
replied grudgingly, folding her arms
and leaning back on the
chair on which she sat.
“Hello young lady! Did you hear your
father? Get
up and go get
your brother before I descend on you!”
Dorothea said raising her voice.
Sharon scampered off the dining area
and
walked annoyingly
towards the stairs. She walked up the
stairs
angrily. Stella
chuckled where she sat beside her
mother. She was 12 and the
baby of the family. She was very
pretty, had
her father’s tall
frame and brains, combining it with
her
mother’s beautiful face
to devastating effect. She already had
a bust bigger than her
age
and was already envied by her elder
sister.
Dorothea smiled at Stella. She was her
jewel,
her carbon copy,
wise, obedient, thrifty, prudent, smart,
and
beautiful. “What coup are you ladies
planning?” Jeffery
said, nudging his
wife gently.
Dorothea was about to reply when she
heard
Sharon’s voice in
front of Steven’s door. “You had better
get out here before I
come in
there and kick your
butt. Are you going to eat that game
you are
playing?” Sharon
threatened.
Sharon waited for about ten seconds
and still Steven did not
come out. She opened the door angrily
and bust
into Steven’s
room. There were arguments and word
slinging but eventually
Sharon dragged Steven out of the
room holding his right ear.
Steven complained and screamed as
Sharon
dragged him down
the stairs. He had his wireless game
pad in
hand as they got to
the table and sat. Sharon immediately
took her original
position,
leaving Steven to
sit in the only remaining chair, by his
father’s
side. The stern
look Steven saw in his father’s eyes
made him
compose himself. He threw his game
pad on the sofa across the
room and sat
properly in his chair.
“Now that the whole gang is here, may
we
bow for prayers as we
are about to take the last meal of the
year?” Jeffery
commanded.
Everyone bowed, eyes were closed and
hands
held. Steven
initially refused to hold on to Sharon’s
hand but
she grabbed
onto it forcefully. Jeffery said a quick
and short prayer to which
there was a loud “Amen”, the loudest
voice
being Sharon’s. She
just could not wait to devour the feast
in
front her.
Dorothea dished the sumptuous meal
of Semovita and Afang
soup with spiced and seasoned goat
meat,
periwinkles, and
stock fish. She deliberately served
Sharon last,
giving her huge
pieces of meat. The family ate in
happiness, slurping sounds of
fingers being licked and juice being
gulped
enveloped the dining
area.
Steven finished his small food very
quickly,
thanked his parents and his sisters for
the food and got off the
chair.
As he moved
across the room to pick his game pad,
there
was a deafening
sound at the door. The door broke at
the
hinges and opened inwards. Five tall,
dark and very fierce
looking
armed men
entered the sitting room. Steven stood
rooted
to the spot unable
to move.
They walked majestically into the room
and scattered in
different
directions. A certain member of the
gang who
had a huge scar on
his left cheek moved towards the
dining table,
dragging Steven
by the collar. He signaled for one of
the men to check the
rooms
upstairs. As he got to the table, he
spoke in
simple, clear and
very good English,
“Could you please move away from the
dining?
I need everyone on the floor.” He said
pointing his gun at
Dorothea.
The gang member who went upstairs
came
down and informed
the leader that the rooms upstairs were
clear. Jeffery led his family as they
quietly went to the middle of
the room, and laid on
their chests. The gang surrounded the
family,
pointing their guns
menacingly.
“I will say this once and only once.
Where is all the money in
this
house?” The gang leader spoke
authoritatively,
his voice
bouncing off the walls in the room.
Sharon and Stella were trembling
seriously.
They lay on either side of their father
with their mother and
Steven not too far away.
Jeffery pointed to his suitcase on the
far
corner of the room. The
leader ordered one of his goons to pick
the
suitcase. He opened it and found
stacks of dollars and other
documents and files that
were irrelevant to them. He emptied
the
money into a small
carrier bag and with two of his
partners,
roamed the rooms for valuables.
While they were roaming, the
remaining
member of the gang
whispered to leader. They both smiled
sheepishly.
“My friend here would like a taste of
your beautiful wife.
Please
allow him. We do not intend to spill
blood
today. We want this
beautiful family to see the New Year.
No one
should try anything
funny.” The leader said, pointing the
gun to each member of
the
family lying down.
The gang member went forwards,
dragged
Dorothea by the hands
and pulled her from the ground.
“Come on sweetie pie.” He said. She
struggled with him trying
to claw his hands
off hers when he
turned and landed her a very heavy
slap.
She
fell to the ground in
pain, weak and unable to fight. Jeffery
almost
got up but the leader still pointed a
gun at him, threatening
to shoot.
The gang member held positioned
Dorothea in
front of Jeffery,
placing her on all fours. As he ripped
her clothes
off he uttered obscenities at her.
Jeffery could not take it
anymore, He got up
and made at the gang member.
He should not have done so.
WATCH OUT FOR PART 2