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 Literature › Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by oludare007: 10:30am On Feb 10, 2017 |
Switup:how is writing 'unsexy'?  |
| Literature › Re: Who Am I? by oludare007(op): 10:28am On Feb 10, 2017 |
Dexema:you have to be your character |
| Literature › Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by oludare007: 9:22am On Feb 09, 2017 |
Switup:Go on pls. And thanks for the dedication.  |
| Literature › Re: Nebuchadnezzar - The Mistaken Murderer by oludare007: 9:16am On Feb 09, 2017 |
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| Literature › Re: Who Am I? by oludare007(op): 12:02pm On Feb 07, 2017 |
Neenie:sorry bro, I am late to the party. I was enjoying my long vacation |
| Literature › Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by oludare007: 12:00pm On Feb 07, 2017 |
Sorry, I am late |
| Literature › Re: Who Am I? by oludare007(op): 11:58am On Feb 07, 2017 |
youngfocus:wow...make it a very chilled 1.5 liters of coke with plates of sauced fried meat. I don't take alcohol. |
| Literature › Re: Who Am I? by oludare007(op): 11:55am On Feb 07, 2017 |
Neenie:wow, that massive. Thanks. I just liked ur profile pics. I hope that was you? |
| Literature › Re: Who Am I? by oludare007(op): 6:26pm On Jan 28, 2017 |
missuniverse:thanks and amen namedonfinish: remiseyi: SPDAZZY:thanks for everything |
| Literature › Re: Who Am I? by oludare007(op): 12:59pm On Jan 28, 2017 |
Thank you all for being there. I cannot thank you enough...
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| Literature › Re: Who Am I? by oludare007(op): 12:58pm On Jan 28, 2017 |
Flakkydagirl, Tummyyoung, Nancywealth, kingDELE, repogirl, PrettySpicey, Blessinzy, Nancydearie, ellahzy, Smallville10, saraphina,repogirl, Nancydearie, ritababe, obianuju95, nekanzee, osman1996, nancywealth, aprilwise, missmossy, mubzay, morsadh, nabla, shakyroh320, jblake, supersuave, poik, maoolakanm, oluplus, goodyj, uncjay, idyraph, mojysiola, itsawrappp, mhiz, kinmayor, phintohlar, odunsco01, aipete2, divepen1, mynd44, teeghurl, obiwann, mrsheddy, omotayo9177, dave16, jerrythafinisher, priestcharm, jolay554, niwdog, tolababa, morsadh, tori46, Fortunate32, ka52y, hermanie, analysiscorner, veraisbae, cassbeat, eddy55, Nostradamus, flippycbk, aishat39, SPDAZZY, phintohlar, missmossy, chizzyMaris, morsad, mhiz, damirexnuga, ChizzyMaris, immatex, alexblazzzer18, fresho4real, mfujah, kestare, osman1996, hadampson, mohamad158, idydarling, Queenbeee, bibijay123, Titidi, yorhmienerd, totalhouse, Izyyblaze, honeyway, olanshile2016, Gabrendo, SunFlow, moscobab, TheAziz, dgholmes sfolaranmi SweetieConstie, spixytinxy mzdorkisz zingzang, Ka52y Erfizzy DRISKLef, spikedawson, opalk Fijumokesayo solaceseeker airmirthd1 Daughterzion, richyluvu Buzzboy, johnspurgeon014, Samuel89, humeehjay, DaVinci24, dlawsamesq, Babetolux, Penprimusblog, teechudleyy, Smallville10, Godmother, wazupguy, misquote, solomonbrown64, myfantasies,Chapter 24 FINAL CHAPTER There was a bang- a shot from his gun. I decided not to move, there was no reason to. The end was near. I accepted that. I only wished that David would be taken care of. That’s all that mattered to me. Tears streamed down from my eyes, but I refused to sob. Suddenly, I could hear. No more static sounds but somewhat like a loud wail in a vast hall. I tried to open by eye but it closed again. I could hear the voices. I was expecting more shots to hit me but none came. That’s was when I realised that Harry never shot me. He pointed the gun, I heard the shot, but it wasn’t from Harry. I opened my eyes again, this time, I saw Harry, pointing a gun towards the window and shouting. I couldn’t hear what he was saying, but he wasn’t joking. Beside me was the guard that was laughing with him when he was about to shoot me, he was dead. Harry had shot him. I was confused. Why would Harry shoot the guard? I asked myself. I shook my head better and I could hear the voices a bit clearer. Harry pointed his gun towards the window. I could hear another voice now. It was child’s- sobbing. I shook my head again and this time, I heard well. ‘Put the gun down, Terry. Put it down!’ Harry shouted. Terry? My mind raced through the names. David! That was David. I looked towards the window, where Harry pointed his gun, it was at David. Oh, my God! I tried to stand up but I couldn’t. ‘Terry. It’s bad to kill, okay? You just shot my man here. Put down your gun- we call talk about this.’ I looked at David. He held the gun in both hands, definitely terrified, sobbing, but determined. ‘Terry…’ ‘Shoot him, David!’ I mustered some strength. ‘Shut the fucck up!’ Harry screamed at me. ‘Don’t listen to that bittch, okay? You are a good boy.’ ‘David, please.’ I said. Harry aimed at me in a sharp quick movement and fired his gun. He missed. In a flash, he was aiming back at my son. 'You got the count of five to put down that gun, Terry. Or whatever the fucck your name is. I swear, I will shot you. I am done pleading with you.' Harry shouted at him. ‘Please, don’t kill him.’ I cried, trying to get on my feet. ‘You are not dead yet? You got nine lives, yeah?’ He chuckled as he responded to my plea. ‘Don’t worry, I will take care of you. But it’s a pity I gotta kill this brat.’ ‘Please…’ Terry fired at David, and right in my eyes, David wet down. The gun in another direction. I fainted. ********************* I woke up to many beeping sounds. My head aches. My body too. The trauma of losing David weighed all over me. My strength, all gone. I began to cry. Fighting Harry was not an option. After seeing David die, the next things was to follow suit. All the will to fight faded in an instance. I expected Harry to finish up his job. I decided to stand up and run to him. I know what he would do, he would shoot me. But that was all I wanted, that was all that must happen. I have to die. I gathered my strength and tried to sit up, but it appeared I was tied. I fell back and tried to open my eyes. Everything was a bit dark, blurry. I closed it and tried again, then I could see clearly, where I was. It was in a room; I was on a bed. The beeping sound was from the heart monitor machine and the ropes that held me down were many tubes that conduits fluids into various veins on my body. I fell back on my bed. ‘Oh, my God, David.’ I cried. ‘David is fine.’ A voice answered me. I quickly glanced to my side, I didn’t know he was sitting there, beside me. ‘David is fine, Cindy.’ Fredrick said again, a smile on his face and a tap to my arm. ‘He is?’ I sobbed. He nodded and smiled. ‘You need to get well, okay.’ Fredrick said. ‘No, I need to see my son.’ I said and sat up. I began to remove the drips on me. ‘Don’t do that, Cindy.’ Fredrick held me down. ‘I will order them to bring in your son, but you need to get well. You were almost dead. I warned you not to come.’ ‘Please, before you kill me, let me see my son.’ ‘No one’s gonna kill you, Cindy.’ Fredrick let go of me and gestured to a guy by the window. ‘Bring David in.’ ‘David?’ The guy said. My heart leaped. ‘He’s dead, isn’t he?’ I began to cry. ‘He’s dead! I saw Harry shot him!’ ‘Bring in Terry. Will you?’ Fredrick said. ‘Oh, sorry. I don’t know any David.’ The guy muttered and exited the room. ‘I am sorry.’ I whispered to Fredrick. David was brought in- hale and hearty. I couldn’t contain my joy as I held him to my chest and cried uncontrollably. My joy knew no bounds. After I had taken my time, I turned to Fredrick and thanked him. ‘It’s okay.’ He replied. ‘Please, let me take him. Let me go.’ I pleaded. ‘Do not let Harry take…’ ‘Harry is dead, Cindy. You are free now.’ ‘He is?’ I was surprised. ‘Yeah. I killed him!’ Fredrick said. ‘Your father?’ I whispered. Both confused and happy at the same time. ‘Well,’ he began, ‘I came in just when he was pointing his gun at the poor boy. I knew my father, he would kill him.’ ‘But… But I heard the gun shot, I saw David fall.’ ‘Yeah, he was just scared. He must have thought he was dead when he heard the sound. I was the one that shot my father.’ ‘I’m sorry.’ I whispered. ‘Don’t be.’ He stood up. ‘I never liked him. Get well. I already arranged how you’ll get to Mexico.’ He said as he was exiting the room. ‘Can we go now?’ I said as he was about to leave. ‘You don’t want the money?’ ‘No.’ I quickly said. ‘It was your father’s; keep it. Just let us go. Please.’ I begged. Fredrick smiled. ‘We shall see.’ He said and exited the room. I was scared. I can’t take another round of trouble. ‘Lord help me.’ I whispered. David hugged me and sobbed. Three days later, I arrived in Mexico, with David. Fredrick had let us go. He didn’t plan to keep us at all. Fredrick was generous enough to give us ten thousand dollars. He asked me to get a job and live a modest life. I agreed. I had no choice though. Ten thousand was enough for me to start a new life. We rented an apartment and I got a small shop and started my hair salon business. Business was slow, but it puts food on the table, helped pay for David’s school fees and we could save a little for the raining day. Seven months later, a postman delivered a parcel, directly to my door step. It was surprise because I wasn’t expecting any. I had no friends and no family. Without doubt, it was meant for me. My name, Rosa Rodríguez was clearly printed on the parcel. I signed and took it inside. With shaking hands, I opened it and it was nearly empty- except for a small envelope. I tore the envelope and couldn’t withhold my surprise. It was a cheque for five million dollars and a letter. ‘Hi Rosa I see that you have taken my advice and is living a modest life. I cannot tell you how happy I am. This is gift for your son, David, on his birthday, today. I know you would be surprised, we never discussed any of this, but, I still believed you earned part of the money. I know you said you have forgiven me about your mom, but, I am still sorry about her death. I promise to you guys soon. From me, Fredrick! THE END |
| Romance › Re: Who Blinks First, A Tale Of How 3 Girls Fought Over One Guy by oludare007: 11:33am On Jan 28, 2017 |
| Romance › Re: Who Blinks First, A Tale Of How 3 Girls Fought Over One Guy by oludare007: 6:06pm On Jan 27, 2017 |
sunshine46:thank you for the recommendation. |
| Literature › Re: Who Am I? by oludare007(op): 12:10pm On Jan 25, 2017 |
mercichoco:oly23 wld rather have it end as a dream It is well |
| Literature › Re: Who Am I? by oludare007(op): 9:00pm On Jan 24, 2017 |
O Hadampson: SPDAZZY: jericco1:thanks for the praises. The next chapter is the last. Let's see what happens next...  |
| Literature › Re: Who Am I? by oludare007(op): 8:36am On Jan 24, 2017 |
Flakkydagirl, Tummyyoung, Nancywealth, kingDELE, repogirl, PrettySpicey, Blessinzy, Nancydearie, ellahzy, Smallville10, saraphina,repogirl, Nancydearie, ritababe, obianuju95, nekanzee, osman1996, nancywealth, aprilwise, missmossy, mubzay, morsadh, nabla, shakyroh320, jblake, supersuave, poik, maoolakanm, oluplus, goodyj, uncjay, idyraph, mojysiola, itsawrappp, mhiz, kinmayor, phintohlar, odunsco01, aipete2, divepen1, mynd44, teeghurl, obiwann, mrsheddy, omotayo9177, dave16, jerrythafinisher, priestcharm, jolay554, niwdog, tolababa, morsadh, tori46, Fortunate32, ka52y, hermanie, analysiscorner, veraisbae, cassbeat, eddy55, Nostradamus, flippycbk, aishat39, SPDAZZY, phintohlar, missmossy, chizzyMaris, morsad, mhiz, damirexnuga, ChizzyMaris, immatex, alexblazzzer18, fresho4real, mfujah, kestare, osman1996, hadampson, mohamad158, idydarling, Queenbeee, bibijay123, Titidi, yorhmienerd, totalhouse, Izyyblaze, honeyway, olanshile2016, Gabrendo, SunFlow, moscobab, TheAziz, dgholmes sfolaranmi SweetieConstie, spixytinxy mzdorkisz zingzang, Ka52y Erfizzy DRISKLef, spikedawson, opalk Fijumokesayo solaceseeker airmirthd1 Daughterzion, richyluvu Buzzboy, johnspurgeon014, Samuel89, humeehjay, DaVinci24, dlawsamesq, Babetolux, Penprimusblog, teechudleyy, Smallville10, Godmother, wazupguy, misquote, solomonbrown64, myfantasies,Chapter 23 Pls, show some love as usual by liking my Facebook page. www.facebook.com/oludare007 Chapter 23 I saw the new vehicle cruising in from afar- I fastened my seatbelt and pressed hard on the gas pedals. Immediately the driver saw me approaching, thinking it was his collegue, he slowed down and parked at the side of the untarred road. I never planned to stop. I increased my speed and planned a head-on collision. By the time the driver realised what was happening, I was already close to him. He tried to reverse the car, but he was too late. I rammed into his. I saw him swerved back and forth as his car swerved. I reversed and planned another attack. This time, sideway- through the driver’s side. The guy driving the car hasn’t overcame the shock of the first collision. As I drove nearer, I saw him hung his head. He shook off the shock and looked up slowly. By this time, I was already close to his car. He scrambled for his gun. I pressed on the accelerator harder- my vehicle jolted like a lightening. He aimed, but I was already there- I hit it again and this time, the car summersaulted. I stopped my vehicle and ran towards it. He was already dead. Through the window, I retrieved his guns. The journey to the main base was simple- I followed the vehicular tracks on the dusty road. It leads me right to the gate. I had no plans, but I planned to pursue my intentions. With the driver that was down, on his way to retrieve Fredrick and the other two, stranded with Fredrick, I wouldn’t be dealing with more than five more street soldiers. I drove towards the gate as normal as I could imagined. Few meters from the gate, the guard at the gate spotted me, he quickly opened the gates. It was the routine, so, I moved on. I was sure that by the time he realised it was me, he would raise an alarm. So, as soon as I neared the gate, I veered towards his position. It was too late for him, he tried to run, but I rammed him to the wire fence. He groaned and struggled. I kept my foot hard on the accelerator and pressed him harder against the fence. He bellowed in agony and screamed. He struggled against the power of the four wheeled truck that raises dusts into the air behind it. Then, he gave up. The security was poor enough- I likey! No one spotted a thing. I came down, went to check on the guard, who now lay on the bonnet, still. As I put my hand on his neck to feel his pulse, he grabbed my hand and tried to pull me over. Luckily, I was with my gun, he got pistol-whipped and went numb. I knew he wasn’t dead, so, I hit him a couple of times. I felt his pulse, he was dead. I took his gun and went through the back. The first place I went was the banquet hall. It was expectedly empty- I hid a gun at the back of the curtains. As I opened the door to leave, I got a blow to the nose. I staggered backwards and got stopped when I rammed against the table. I shook my head to clear my head, but as soon as I did that, I got another to the head. I knew it was time to act. I fell on the floor and rolled beneath the table. I got up from the other side to face my assailant. ‘You’re just a lady.’ He said. ‘How could you have done all the things I heard you did. You certainly had help. I am sure of that.’ He said as he rolled his sleeve and circled me, ready for a fight. ‘You are about to find out.’ I said through the taste of blood in my mouth. ‘Oh, I would love to.’ He kowtowed. ‘After you, lady.’ ‘What?’ I asked. But before I would complete the statement, he came flying with a punch. I ducked and swiftly rolled to the other side. I clenched my fist. ‘Don’t be sneaky.’ I said. ‘Be fair.’ I smiled. ‘Oh, I am being fair.’ He charged at me again and I tracked back. Nothing in my head was ready for him. Like a pro, he threw punches at me. A hook both left and right that I managed to evade, but not the uppercut that followed. My brain screamed as I was lifted up with his uppercut. I slammed on the floor. ‘Too bad.’ He said. ‘You seem like a kid to me.’ He teased and bounced in my front. ‘Get up, bittch.’ He said. I struggled to my feet and held my punch ready. ‘Bring it on, pussy.’ I said. He came again. This time, I was ready. I evade all his punches and threw mine- with his right hand, he caught it right in the air and hooked me a punch twice in the stomach before finishing it up with a back slap! I rolled in a complete cycle only to face him again. My ear ached from punch across my ear. I held my head as I landed on the floor. There was no more need to try- he would definitely kill me. ‘Get up, bittch.’ He teased. There was a slow clap in the room. I managed to look up, it was Harry; he already sat at the far end of the table, enjoying the show. ‘Good one, Jack.’ ‘Thanks boss.’ Jack responded. ‘But. I feel this is rather a one man show. You would certainly kill her. I wouldn’t say you shouldn't, because you must. But, how about you use just one arm to fight her?’ ‘Sure. She’s not worth…’ He groaned to finish his statement. I had punched him in the ear. Before he could recover, I swirled and kicked him in the stomach. As he doubled up, holding his stomach with his two hands, I brought an uppercut upwards to straighten him- right on his face. He fell flat. ‘That’s bad. Harry said. ‘I was thinking the show would last longer.’ ‘You are dead, Harry.’ ‘Not yet.’ Jack said and caught me right on the heel. I swerved around to hit him with the second feet but he caught it too and pulled me down. No sooner had I touched the floor that he dragged me towards himself. He was already kneeling. I was ready for him, he was not. As soon as I was close enough, I sat up while still dragged and punched him in the nose. He let go of my feet and it was easy to kick him with both feet. He staggered up and backwards, towards the window. I didn’t allow him to settle, I turned around and gave him a forceful hind kick. He slammed against the glass. I swirled and kicked him again. This time, I was successful; he crashed through the window, outside her went. 'Oh, no Harry,' I teased, 'your boyfriend is gone!' ‘Very shameful.’ Harry said. ‘Harry, you are dead.’ I said and I made to move towards Harry. ‘Bring him in.’ He ordered. Immediately, one of the guards brought in David, with a gun to his head. He was sobbing loudly. I stooped immediately. ‘David!’ I screamed. ‘Please, let him go!’ ‘Well, too late. You should have stayed dead, Kate.’ ‘Please.’ I sobbed. ‘If she tries to move, shoot him.’ Harry ordered his guard. ‘Now, Kate, take this gun and shoot yourself.’ He slid a gun across the table. ‘I believe that would end all these and Terry, would be just fine.’ I starred at the gun. ‘You got just five minutes to decide, Kate.’ Harry said and sat down. I took the gun, looked at it for a while, crying profusely, thinking of what to do. I couldn’t aim that perfectly, I would have shot at the guy holding David. I had no choice, I put the gun to my head. David was so terrified, crying. ‘Good girl.’ Harry said. I sobbed on. By now, my mucus had mixed with my saliva and I was eating it all. ‘Please, take care of him.’ ‘Oh, please, don’t make me cry.’ Harry teased. ‘Be quick about this. Hey,’ he turned to the guard, ‘cover his face, I don’t want him to see this.’ Immediately I felt they were distracted, I aimed at the guy and fired. Harry started to laugh and I stopped and starred at the gun in my hands in surprise. It was empty. I stood like a fool. ‘See, I told you, didn’t I? I told you she would do that.’ Harry laughed as he talked to the guy. I watched him collect the gun from the guard and aimed at me. This time, I was already weak. My mind was blank and I knew I had definitely blew it. Harry fired, it caught me on the right chest. I fell. I starred at the ceiling, thinking about how it would all end. For the first time, I could see the design and shape of the ceiling. I thought about how I should have listened to Fredrick, at least, I would have come back for David. Harry blocked my view of the ceiling as he appeared- his gun, pointed right at me. He beamed with smile- a victorious one. He aimed at me and fired another slug to my chest. I didn’t fight it- it was definitely the end. Maybe, it was time to rest. I said to myself as another bullet caught me in the thigh. I groaned. Harry started to laugh and talk, but I couldn’t hear a thing he was saying. The guy, who was holding David also came forward and to meet him. They laughed and talked. But I couldn’t hear them. Only a low static noise went into my ears, my visions became blurred and darkened, slowly- I was definitely dying. Harry squatted beside me and talked, but I couldn’t hear. His mouth was moving but I could only hear low static noise. He held the gun to my head and smiled broadly. I saw his hand cocked the gun, his fingers on the trigger, began to move, to pull the final round. I closed my eyes slowly, ready for it. End of 23 |
| Literature › Re: Who Am I? by oludare007(op): 8:11pm On Jan 21, 2017 |
Fingers crossed o. Me sef no knw wetin go happen o |
| Literature › Re: Who Am I? by oludare007(op): 11:43am On Jan 21, 2017 |
Flakkydagirl, Tummyyoung, Nancywealth, kingDELE, repogirl, PrettySpicey, Blessinzy, Nancydearie, ellahzy, Smallville10, saraphina,repogirl, Nancydearie, ritababe, obianuju95, nekanzee, osman1996, nancywealth, aprilwise, missmossy, mubzay, morsadh, nabla, shakyroh320, jblake, supersuave, poik, maoolakanm, oluplus, goodyj, uncjay, idyraph, mojysiola, itsawrappp, mhiz, kinmayor, phintohlar, odunsco01, aipete2, divepen1, mynd44, teeghurl, obiwann, mrsheddy, omotayo9177, dave16, jerrythafinisher, priestcharm, jolay554, niwdog, tolababa, morsadh, tori46, Fortunate32, ka52y, hermanie, analysiscorner, veraisbae, cassbeat, eddy55, Nostradamus, flippycbk, aishat39, SPDAZZY, phintohlar, missmossy, chizzyMaris, morsad, mhiz, damirexnuga, ChizzyMaris, immatex, alexblazzzer18, fresho4real, mfujah, kestare, osman1996, hadampson, mohamad158, idydarling, Queenbeee, bibijay123, Titidi, yorhmienerd, totalhouse, Izyyblaze, honeyway, olanshile2016, Gabrendo, SunFlow, moscobab, TheAziz, dgholmes sfolaranmi SweetieConstie, spixytinxy mzdorkisz zingzang, Ka52y Erfizzy DRISKLef, spikedawson, opalk Fijumokesayo solaceseeker airmirthd1 Daughterzion, richyluvu Buzzboy, johnspurgeon014, Samuel89, humeehjay, DaVinci24, dlawsamesq, Babetolux, Penprimusblog, teechudleyy, Smallville10, Godmother, wazupguy, misquote, solomonbrown64, myfantasies,Chapter 22 I woke up to a biting cold. My skin aches so badly. I looked around, it was a bit dark. A small light reflected at the far end. Wherever I was, the whole atmosphere was very cold- including the floors. It should be the freezer, just as Harry as directed. I knew that my eyes would adjust itself to the darkness, but I got to find a way out, fast. It would seem impossible, but I was determined to try. I breathed out cold air like a dragon would breathe fire and I crawled towards the door. The design was simple- it could only be opened from the outside. ‘Great.’ I told myself. I hugged myself very tight, but it wouldn’t help. The cold bit harder and I could feel it. I became dizzy and sight, blurry. I sat at a corner to think. Then my eyes caught the cash, neatly removed from the bag, wrapped in a plastic bags. I crawled over it and held them in my hands. It was a pity that I was gonna die, afterall I went through. All these time I was dying to get home without an empty hand, I was only chasing the winds. Mama had been killed, David had been adopted by the same man, who had caused my woes. I wandered through the freezer in search for anything- anything to help me out. I found me a dead body- Holden’s body. I searched through it- no gun, no knife, but a lighter. I took the lighter and dropped it. It would be useless. I need something to help me try to open the door- I was freezing to death. Then I decided to indulge in some exercises. That would keep me warm. So I started; jumping jacks. This kept me alive until I got tired and started to freeze to death again. I collapsed on the floor of the freezer and resolved to death. My whole life flashed in my eyes. The struggle, David, Mama and the money. ‘Yes, the money!’ I jerked back some strength. ‘The money!’ I said pulled myself back to my feet. I went for the money, tore some of them away from the plastic bag and carried it beside the dead body. I took the lighter. Without much ado, I made myself some camp fire, burning the whole cash away, while I warmed up my hands. I laughed as I threw in more notes into the fire and watched it burn- providing a life-saving fire with the very thing that I would have killed to keep. I laughed at myself. By the time I started to hear voices, I had burned up to five million dollars. I quickly stood up, dragged the dead body over the ashes. I packed some ice and lay on the floor, eyes over me. I played dead. After some minutes, the door opened. ‘She should be dead by now.’ I heard Harry’s voice. ‘You finally killed her.’ Fredrick said. ‘Well, she left me no choice. Go, go see if she’s dead. She can be a real bittch, sometimes.’ ‘Okay, Boss.’ ‘No, not you. Let Fredrick do that.’ ‘Bleep you, dad.’ Fredrick said and I heard him step into the freezer. He came over to me and kneel. My intention was to grab him, but I would be shot dead right away. So, as soon as he bent over to listen to my heartbeat, I whispered in his ears. ‘Fredrick…’ I believed he jerked. I couldn’t say because my eyes were wide shut, but I heard Harry asked what the problem is. ‘Is she fuckin alive?’ ‘I… I don’t think so.’ Fredrick said. “Well, be sure. Check again!’ Fredrick put his ears on my chest again and took the chance again. ‘Please, help me.’ Fredrick stood up. ‘So?’ Harry asked. ‘She’s fuckin dead.’ Fredrick said. ‘Great. Now, take some boys and go plant her into the soil. Plant her by the apples, so that everyone can have a taste of her. What do you think, son?’ Harry laughed. I could hear his voice trail away. ‘Hey, you. Get the truck around.’ Fredrick ordered. ‘Yes, boss.’ ‘You, come help me grab her legs.’ I was put in the truck and driven for sometimes. I opened my eyes after a while, and there was Fredrick, looking at me, smiling. ‘It’s okay.’ He said. ‘You’re safe now.’ ‘Thank you.’ I whispered. Tears rolled down my cheeks. ‘I’m sorry.’ Fredrick whispered. The car stopped at some time, and Fredrick ordered his guys to get as far as they could- away from him. ‘I’ll do this myself.’ ‘Yes, Boss’. The two of them chorused. After they had left. Fredrick helped me down. ‘Cindy…’ ‘It’s okay.’ ‘No, it’s not. I killed your Mom.’ ‘Listen to me Fredrick,’ I held his hands, ‘I need to get my son back. Please.’ ‘I think you should leave, now that you could. My father is gonna kill you.’ ‘Harry is your father.’ ‘Listen, it’s a long story. Noone’s supposed to know. And that was how discreet we have been. But, you need to leave now. You can take the car. I will ring the base to bring a new one.’ ‘I can’t be safe. Harry, your father will hunt me down.’ ‘You’re dead and buried. Unless you didn’t stay dead. But for your sake, I hope you would take this chance and leave. Forget about Terry…’ ‘David. His name is David and I can’t forget about my son!’ ‘Then, you left me with no choice, Cindy.’ Fredrick said and brought out his gun. ‘You’re gonna shoot me?’ ‘I should have. You have proven too stubborn. I am sorry.’ I chuckled. ‘I thought we had a thing going on back there.’ I sniffed as I fought back my tears. ‘If we didn’t, you would be dead by now.’ ‘Please, I don’t want the money. Get me David and I will leave forever.’ ‘That is impossible, Cindy. You know. My Dad loves Terry, let him be. He is currently in one of the best schools. He’s going to be a great boy. You can’t give him what my Dad could. Please, just leave, now!’ It was apparent that Fredrick won’t bulge, so, I decided to take the deal. ‘Promise me that you will stay in touch.’ I said. ‘I promise.’ Fredrick whispered. ‘When I get back to Mexico, I will find you.’ ‘Do me a favour.’ I said. ‘What?’ ‘Ring the base for a new vehicle, give me your phone to keep. At least, you would know how to contact me.’ ‘Cindy…’ ‘Please! Do this for me.’ I pleaded and he agreed. He called the base and rang them for a new vehicle. He then wiped the phone and gave it to me. ‘Take the vehicle and proceed north. There is navigator that would direct you out of this barren land. Okay?’ I nodded. ‘Thank you.’ I whispered. I got myself into the vehicle. Removed the SIM from the phone, removed the battery and smashed the phone. ‘What the fucck, Cindy?’ Fredrick was confused. I started the engine and engaged the gear, ready to roll. ‘Get ready to trek back to base, Fredrick. I got a son to retrieve.’ I said and turned the car around. I headed back to base. From the mirror, I saw Fredrick tried to run after me for a while before giving up. The new vehicle would be on the way, but I was determined to get to my son before words got out. END OF 22 : TWO MORE TO GO!! THANKS FOR BEING THERE like my page on: www.facebook.com/oludare007 |
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BLOOD ON THE ALTAR!! N200 Download at http://okadabooks.com/book/about/blood_on_the_altar__adult_only_18/10844 2.THE FATE THAT NEVER WAS (FREE) Download at http://okadabooks.com/book/about/the_fate_that_never_was_part_i_the_blind_one/11429 3. WHO AM I? N150 Download at http://okadabooks.com/book/about/who_am_i__adult_only_18/12989 CHAPTER 21 I was locked up in a small room without windows. No need to plan, I was helpless. The place was without furniture, which may be wielded as a weapon. I took the time to reminisce about everything and I regretted not taking the chance to flee. My mind was on David, my son, and my mom. If Harry could find me, then, he could find my family. I resolved to begging Harry- just maybe, he would listen. Two days later, without food or water, they came for me. The guys were heavily armed, but I was weak- I couldn’t have swung a punch that could smash a rotten tomato, talk less of fighting. I was taken to Harry- Jacob. He sat at the far end of a banquet table, long and well decorated with foods. Bacon, fruits, roasted turkey- all sorts of it. I was seated at the farther end of the table, closer to the main door. ‘Welcome, Kate.’ I nodded. Too frail to talk. ‘Some wine?’ He asked. I nodded and he ordered one of the guys to pour me a wine. I gulped down in a rush. My stomach twitched. ‘Easy tiger. Easy.’ Harry said. Maybe he was trying to keep me alive, like before. ‘Please…’ I found my voice and wanted to speak. ‘Hold it!’ He stopped me. ‘You are going to die anyway. Whatever you say is irrelevant. So, you should listen to be.’ He gestured at one of his guys to come forward. He whispered to him and he left. Some minutes later, he came back with a little boy, who upon seeing Harry, rushed to embrace him. ‘Daddy!’ He shouted. ‘How are you, son? Do you miss me?’ ‘Yes, daddy.’ He said. ‘Who is that?’ He asked as he saw me. ‘She’s nobody.’ ‘Her name is nobody?’ ‘No, her name is Rosa. I am interviewing her. She may be your nanny if she passed. Do you like her?’ ‘No.’ He said. ‘She is dirty. She has no hair.’ I ran my hands through my bald hair. I already forgot that I had no wig on. ‘Is she sick?’ He asked again. Harry looked at me and smiled. ‘Yes. And hungry too.’ ‘Then, give her some food.’ ‘We will, son. But I am afraid, it might not be of use to her.’ ‘Why?’ ‘You asked too many question. You are smart kid. You can go now. I will see you later, okay?’ He gestured and they took him away. ‘Smart kid, ugh? That’s my son.’ I nodded. Not interested. ‘I adopted him, though.’ He paused. ‘Do you want to know where he came from?’ ‘I don’t care.’ I responded. ‘You should. Because, that is David, your son!’ My mind had some ripples. I couldn’t make a sense of what he said. David? ‘You are a liar.’ ‘Yes, I am. But your mother is dead. We tried to make her give up your location while I was looking for you. Fredrick tortured her to death!’ ‘My mother is dead?’ I tried to stand but I was knocked down by the guy behind me. I started to cry. I was helpless- I could feel it. All my strength eluded me. I allowed myself to cry. ‘Well, it wasn’t intentional. Fredrick didn’t know she was sick. She died…’ ‘Fucck you!’ I cried. ‘I will kill you.’ I said softly. ‘You wish.’ ‘Please, take all your money, give me my son and let me go. Please.’ I pleaded, still curled on the floor, crying. ‘You mean, Terry? No, I will like to keep him. I like him. Look at him, he liked me too.’ ‘Give me my son!’ I screamed. ‘No, he’s mine now. Stand her up.’ He ordered. ‘Before they kill you, Kate, there is one more person, I will like you to meet.’ He turned to his bodyguard, ‘Get me my son.’ ‘Yes Boss.’ He said and made to leave, but stopped like he forgot something. ‘Boss, which one of them? The big son or the small one.’ ‘The big one. My real son.’ ‘Yes Boss.’ He said and left. ‘Wait for it, Kate. The last surprise before you get killed.’ ‘Give me my son.’ I cried as I was held in both arms my two guys. ‘Go to Terry,’ he turned to one of his boys, ‘if she tries anything stupid, kill him.’ ‘What?’ the guard. ‘No, No. Don’t worry, I won’t.’ ‘Well, I don’t want to take chances. Your life for your son’s. It’s simple. Don’t fight it and that it. Now, you, go.’ The guy left. I hanged my head and started to cry. I resolved to die. No need to fight anymore. ‘Please, send him to the college.’ I cried. ‘I always wanted him to be a doctor.’ I whispered. ‘Don’t worry about that. He already attends the best school, in France. But, he’s not gonna be a doctor- he will be a lawyer. It’s high time I need a criminal lawyer that is my blood.’ He chuckled. ‘What do you think?’ ‘That’s cool, boss.’ One of them replied. ‘Hello Dad. You wanted to see me.’ A voice said. ‘Yes, son. Look who’s here?’ I recognized the voice immediately I heard it. I couldn’t forget it. I raised my head, slowly. ‘Cindy?’ Fredrick was puzzled. ‘Please.’ I sobbed. ‘What the…’ ‘Yeah, what the fucck. Right?’ Harry chuckled. ‘You went soft for her, right. Well, it’s understandable. Such beauty. Well, son, I tracked her down myself and would kill her. You had only one instruction, kill her and bring my money.’ ‘That was two instructions, Boss.’ One of the guys joked. ‘You wanna die?’ Harry said, to the joker. ‘I’m sorry, boss. I don’t wanna die. I was only…’ ‘Than, keep your mouth shut!’ ‘Dad…’ ‘Shut up, Fredrick!’ Harry shouted him down. ‘But I got you your money!’ ‘And let her go, right? The boys told me you instructed them not to touch her, against my fuckin will. And then, you bribed them, out of my fuckin money, to come lie to my face that they killed her.’ ‘Dad,’ Fredrick whispered. ‘We’ve done enough damage, let her go. Please.’ ‘Oh, she pussie-whipped you too.’ Harry started to laugh. ‘Just when I thought you are a tough nail. She’s just a cat! You can have as manyas you want, you cunt!’ ‘Dad, I took care of your business, there in Mexico for decades, while you enjoy a laundered money, here, in the States. Don’t call me a cunt!’ ‘Okay.’ Harry smiled. He swaggered jokingly around the room. ‘Maybe, I exaggerated a little. But she,’ She pointed to me, ‘made you soft!’ ‘She didn’t that. She didn’t. I just…’ he sighed. ‘What? Speak up, son. Maybe, I… maybe I can spare her. Who knows?’ ‘After her mother died and you adopted her son. She literally wouldn’t have met anything back in Mexico. I felt she had suffered enough, even though she never knew that. All the while she was struggling to get back to Mexico, she never knew she had lost everything, except the money she fighting to take along. I just thought…’ ‘Yeah, you’re right.’ Harry started to sob. I was surprised. Fredrick took at glance and me and saw the surprise on my face. ‘Dad?’ ‘You’re right, son. She has suffered enough.’ He sobbed on. ‘It’s okay Dad. Are… are you gonna let her go?’ ‘Yeah, you fuckin idiot!’ Harry started to laugh. Fredrick was gutted. I could see it. ‘Fucck you, Dad!’ He said angrily and stormed out. ‘Fucck you too, son. Fuckin idiot.’ He said and moved to where I was held. ‘Are you gonna let her go.’ He mimicked Fredrick, squeakily. ‘Fuckin slowpoke. It’s good that I already have another son, I can just kill this idiot, who called himself my heir!’ ‘What, Boss? Fredrick?’ One of the guys asked, surprised. ‘If you touch my son, any of them, I would kill you!’ ‘Okay, Boss.’ The guy sighed. ‘But you ordered Banks to kill Terry if her mother tried to…’ ‘Yeah, they can kill that one. Eventually, blood is thicker than water.’ Harry said. All these while, he was in my front. My head couldn’t fathom all that was happening. It all looks like a bad dream. Both the son and the father had used me and destroyed my life. I cursed the day I met Harry. Everything turned bad from day one. ‘Now, what should I do with you?’ Harry interrupted my thought. ‘Please, listen to your son. Just let me go.’ I tried to plead. ‘Yeah, both of you think through a dead brain. You already know this place, you would definitely look for revenge.’ ‘I won’t. Just give me my son and let us go.’ ‘Yeah, I believe you.’ ‘Me too, Boss.’ The guy said again. Harry was silent. He looked through the guy. ‘You were the guy that just joked about my instructions, when I was with my son, over there, right?’ ‘Yes, Boss. And I said, I was sorry.’ ‘Apparently, you were not. You also interrupted me when I talked about killing my son, right?’ ‘I am sorry, Boss.’ ‘And now, here, again. Who hired you?’ ‘Your son, Sir. Fredrick.’ ‘Ah, that slowpoke. God give me the strength to shoot him myself.’ HE turned to the guy again. ‘What’s your name?’ ‘Holden, Boss.’ ‘Well, Holden…’ Harry brought out his gun and pointed it to him. Holden tracked backwards. ‘You are fired.’ Harry said and shot him. I was unmoved. The idiot got a gun, I would have shot him first, if it were me. ‘Now, lock her inside the freezer. Make sure you put the bag of money right beside her. I want her to look at the money that she would never get to spend, while she froze to death!’ ‘Please. Please!’ I struggled, but had no strength. Harry moved over to me and hit me hard on the head with his pistol. I blanked out. End of 21 |
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Flakkydagirl, Tummyyoung, Nancywealth, kingDELE, repogirl, PrettySpicey, Blessinzy, Nancydearie, ellahzy, Smallville10, saraphina,repogirl, Nancydearie, ritababe, obianuju95, nekanzee, osman1996, nancywealth, aprilwise, missmossy, mubzay, morsadh, nabla, shakyroh320, jblake, supersuave, poik, maoolakanm, oluplus, goodyj, uncjay, idyraph, mojysiola, itsawrappp, mhiz, kinmayor, phintohlar, odunsco01, aipete2, divepen1, mynd44, teeghurl, obiwann, mrsheddy, omotayo9177, dave16, jerrythafinisher, priestcharm, jolay554, niwdog, tolababa, morsadh, tori46, Fortunate32, ka52y, hermanie, analysiscorner, veraisbae, cassbeat, eddy55, Nostradamus, flippycbk, aishat39, SPDAZZY, phintohlar, missmossy, chizzyMaris, morsad, mhiz, damirexnuga, ChizzyMaris, immatex, alexblazzzer18, fresho4real, mfujah, kestare, osman1996, hadampson, mohamad158, idydarling, Queenbeee, bibijay123, Titidi, yorhmienerd, totalhouse, Izyyblaze, honeyway, olanshile2016, Gabrendo, SunFlow, moscobab, TheAziz, dgholmes sfolaranmi SweetieConstie, spixytinxy mzdorkisz zingzang, Ka52y Erfizzy DRISKLef, spikedawson, opalk Fijumokesayo solaceseeker airmirthd1 Daughterzion, richyluvu Buzzboy, johnspurgeon014, Samuel89, humeehjay, DaVinci24, dlawsamesq, Babetolux, Penprimusblog, teechudleyy, Smallville10, Godmother, wazupguy, misquote, solomonbrown64, myfantasies,CHAPTER 20 ‘Take me to Jacob.’ I said to Harry. He smiled and shook his head. ‘You may just shoot me, here and now. Taking you to Jacob would bring the same result.’ ‘Listen, I need to see…’ ‘All you need to do is get your money and leave in one piece.’ ‘So, that I can live the rest of my life, glancing across my shoulders?’ ‘Take the money. Jacob’s job was done. I won’t be pursuing this any longer!’ ‘Yeah, I wanted to believe you. You faked your death; convened with your friends to dupe me of the same cash and ordered them to kill me!’ ‘And somehow, they let you live. By the way, the last time I heard, you wanted me dead. Your stupid lover, Dave, only loved the money more.’ ‘Start the engine.’ I got serious. ‘Listen, take me money and…’ I cocked the gun. ‘Fine!’ He started the engine. ‘But, let me assure you, you won’t leave the place alive.’ ‘Move!’ He made to use the seat belt. ‘No.’ I said. ‘No seat belt.’ ‘Well, for one, I would like to be safe. You may want to come seat here,’ he invited me to the front’s passenger’s seat, ‘if you would like to use your seat belt too.’ ‘Oh, I got a seat belt right here too, at the back. But, no seat belt for you.’ I said and used my seat belt. ‘Please, be fair.’ He chuckled. ‘I know the drill, Harry; if you use the seat belt, you can gas up the car as fast as you want, slammed on the pedals and destabilized me. But, now, you try it, you are goner.’ ‘Let’s say for once, you are right, but, you forgot the air bag.’ I was getting inpatient, so I fired a shot through the windshield. ‘Okay, okay, bittch!’ He said and we started the journey to Jacobs. My mind was on Fredrick, I needed him dead. Harry is not a threat- his money always do the dirty works. I was cocksure that Jacob was Fredrick. Using Harry as a hostage, I would have my way. ‘So, you are Escobar.’ I chuckled. ‘That’s funny. I could never guess right.’ ‘Yeah, I am.’ ‘So, you sell drug to make money.’ ‘Wrong.’ ‘But, you are Escobar. What’s the story about Fredrick owing a drug Lord some…’ ‘They’re stories. Just like you called it. Jacob came up with the script.’ ‘You mean, Fredrick?’ ‘Listen, bittch…’ I pressed the muzzle of the gun against his head, from the back, ‘Call me bittch again.’ ‘You won’t kill me. You needed me to get to Jacob.’ ‘That depends. Getting to Jacob is a secondary mission. I got the money, remember. So, call me bitcch again.’ He was silent. ‘That’s smart. Now, Jacob is Fredrick, right?’ ‘The talk about Fredrick is all that clogged your head. No, Jacob is not Fredrick, and I don’t know who the fucck Fredrick is. If you are angry that he conned you, fuccked you and left you foolish, you should the drop the idea of getting to Jacob because you’ll be dead. And I can assure you, since Fredrick ordered the guys not to kill you, as against the Services I paid for, as against the instruction that Jacob issued, then he’s probably dead by now.’ ‘So, he was never killed when they got my money.’ ‘No. But he would be dead by now. For not following Jacob’s instruction.’ ‘You’re lying, right?’ ‘Fucck you Kate.’ ‘My name is Rosa.’ ‘Of course, we already know that. Rosa, the prostitute with a kid.’ ‘What? You know about David?’ ‘Oh, so, his name is David- now we know.’ He smiled at me through the front mirror. ‘Stop the car.’ ‘Are you serious?’ ‘Stop the fuckin car!’ I shouted and he slammed on the breaks. ‘What now?’ He chuckled. ‘So, you are not so tough, after all, ugh?’ ‘If you touch my kid…’ ‘Well, if Jacob does, that’s you and Jacob’s problem. But I only paid for you and not your kid. But you probably talked too much to the Fredrick guy.’ ‘If you touch my…’ ‘You are not listening, are you? Listen, let me go. Take the money, get to Mexico. Get your kids and be invisible.’ ‘Oh, I would never be. You already know I was trying to get to Mexico.’ ‘What the fucck do you want?’ Harry shouted angrily. ‘Take me to Jacob. I need to be sure that I am safe.’ ‘I can tell you want you want to know. No, if you go to Jacob now, you can never be safe- even if you escaped unhurt.’ ‘I am willing to take that chance.’ ‘Okay then,’ Harry started the car, ‘to Jacob, it is.’ He drove within the city until we were out of it. We went through an untarred road for a rather long journey until we emerged at a lone building. Harry stopped the car. “Here we are. Jacob’s.’ ‘This is the place?’ ‘You heard me. Can I leave now?’ ‘No, I need you to get me in and out, safely. Just need to be sure that my family is safe.’ ‘Jacob is a psychopath. If you tell him that’s what you want, he will make you suffer for it, and you won’t even have it. Do not forget, words already reached him, what you do to his guys.’ ‘Get out, Harry.’ I said. I held him by the collar and dragged him towards the place. I was behind him, gun tugged at his back. ‘You should know this, you just killed yourself.’ ‘You wish.’ I said and pushed him along. Immediately the guards saw us from afar, they rushed over and aimed at us. ‘Stay back!’ I shouted. ‘I just want to meet with your boss.’ ‘Well, Ma’am,’ one of the guys who held his gun at us said, ‘you are holding him.’ ‘Harry? No, I wanted Jacob.’ ‘That is Jacob, you bittch.’ The other one said. Harry chuckled, wickedly. ‘I gave you a chance, didn’t I?’ ‘You are Jacob?’ ‘I am everyone, Kate. I am Jacob. I am Escobar!’ ‘But, Pete said…’ ‘Pete was a hired gun. He only knows as much as he was told. Now, you see that?’ Harry said. ‘What? See what?’ ‘That.’ He pointed to the red dot on my shoulder. ‘My sniper got you already, you might want to let go.’ I looked around and couldn’t see the sniper. But the target was right on me. I dropped my gun, knelt and raised my hand. ‘You can come out now.’ Harry said as he readjusted his shirt. One of the guys came out, smiling. He had a small device in his hands. He gave it to Harry. Harry smiled and turned to me. ‘See, you are not smart after all. This is what got you.’ He blinked the small device all over me. It wasn’t a sniper. I was devastated. The guys laughed at me. ‘Seize her.’ Jacob ordered. Or was is Harry? ‘Put her in the cell.’ ‘Boss, are you serious? You forgot what she can do?’ ‘No, I know what she can do. If she tries anything, shoot her. But for her sake, I hope she would behave- I need her to see something before she died.’ end of 20 |
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