Many writers on this very forum are not encouraged. They sacrifice to entertain people for free, yet someone, not one; not two; not even three persons will be stealing their intellectual work.
Sometimes these writers don't even get acknowledged for their intellectual work someone else is taking the glory for. This is discouraging.

CHAPTER EIGHT

I was fast asleep when someone knocked on my door. I heard it but decided to ignore, but the faint-unconfident knock persisted. So I sat up looking at the door. The knock came again.
“Who is that?” I grudgingly said and stood up walking towards the door. My conviction was that dad was the one at the door.
“Who?” I asked when I got to the door.
“It’s I, please open up”. Someone whispered.
I looked behind me and then at the door, that moment, I was fully awoken and wondered if I should open up or not. Then I found myself asking again. “Who?”
“The barman”
I became fully conscious. I wanted to call dad on the phone should in case the barman got trouble, but I had no phone. So I asked again, unsure what was behind the door waiting for me. “What do you want?”
“It’s about the thing you saw” Maddick whispered.
“The smoke?” I asked feeling curious.
“Yes, Please open up, I don’t want anyone to see me here”.
I heaved and summoned some courage before I opened the door. Maddick pushed himself passed the ajar door and nudged me aside hurriedly as he hurried into the room. I turned to him behind me, he was restless and looking through the little space between the door. I looked outside the corridor on both sides if anyone was with him before I shut the door and focused on him.
“You are in grave danger. As long as you saw the Mboku’s you will have to die”. Maddick said tensely.
I slowly walked towards him and asked. “Who is Mboku?”
“The smoke figure”. He said and looked around the room cautiously. “They killed my friend and held me prisoner same with every man you see here. They literally live here. As long as you haven’t slept with any of them yet, you are safe. But you are not, you...”
That instant I remembered dad went in with the young sexy blond. I quickly ran out of the room in just boxers while Maddick was yet talking and went to dad’s room; I wanted to knock but ended up kicking the door open. The girl was naked on cowgirl posture on top of dad. She screamed, jumped off dad and covered herself with the bed sheet.
I ignored her and went to dad. Dad was fast asleep but his rod was hard as rock. I shook him trying to wake him up.
“Leave him alone!” She cried pushing my hand off dad. I nudged her hard and she fell off the bed, then I looked around the room for water, the bathroom door was open. I rushed in and took a bowl and fetched water from the shower. I returned to the room and saw the girl standing in front of the door naked, looking ominously as me.
“Don’t wake him up!” She said coldly.
I didn’t know the thing about her that frightened me, could it be her confidence or the look on her face which depicted danger?
“Why?” I courageously asked.
“Don’t be stupid! Can’t you see he is enjoying himself?” She said and moved closer.
I turned to dad whose mouth was open as he Snored . She was looking at dad too. I quickly emptied the water on dad’s face. He jumped up and impulsively reached for the first drawer of the cabinet stool, retrieved a pistol, spun and pointed it at it me. I raised my hands up looking horrifically at him. When he stabilized within the seconds, he winced and asked. “Son? What are you doing here?”
I slowly brought down my hand and looked for the naked blond, she had disappeared. Dad quickly covered himself up with the bed sheet and asked again. “What are you doing here?”
I ignored him, rushed to the door, opened it and looked on both sides of the corridor, she was nowhere in view. Then I returned to the room “We have to leave here now!” I said and walked to the wade robe, opened it and saw Amaka inside. She ran out happily and wagging her tail around me. I turned to dad surprisingly. “What is she doing in there?”
Dad too seemed surprised and was looking at the happy dog.
I shrugged and waved it aside, took dad’s shirt and trouser, tossed it on him. “Get dressed, we have leaving here now!”
“What’s going on?” Dad asked looking at the clothes lying on his laps and shoulder.
I stood in front of him and said. “That bitch you shagged is a fucking witch!”
Dad was lost; he shut me a puzzled look and asked. “Bitch? I didn’t sleep with any girl”
That moment I remembered the man from the previous day who denied sleeping with any girl. Then turned to Amaka who stood beside me looking at dad. What had dad done to her that she is not all over him as usual?
“You are bewitched, trust me! We have to leave!” I said and looked around the room expecting to see something strange. Then turned to dad who was still puzzled. “We really have to leave”
“No” Dad said, picking up his boxers and sliding it on “We have free accommodation, free drinks and free boys to help us out. I even heard the girls are free too, everything is on the house. Why should we leave? You talking about a girl, I can’t remember coming home with any girl. Yes I had a quickie in the toilet at the bar, that’s all”
I then began thinking if dad truly was hypnotized. Maybe she casted a spell on him and walked through the wall to have sex with him. Then I realized I could also be a victim, what if she had done same to me? Then I sat beside dad and narrated what I saw the previous morning, my encounter with the blond I met in his room and what the barman said to me.
Dad seemed sceptical. He scoffed and said. “Someone had sex with me and I am not aware? Come off it boy! That’s not possible!”
“How do you explain Amaka in the closet?” I asked.
Dad seemed confused and then said unsurely. “Could be she was in and I mistakenly shut the door”
I heaved and looked at the wall clock; it was 4:03 AM. Then I said. “Let’s wait and see if the smoke won’t come back this morning”.
I and dad sat on the bed silently waiting for day light to come while constantly looking at the clock.
“You said they entered each room?” Dad asked breaking the silence.
“Yeah...” I said and was interrupted by a rustling sound outside. I and dad exchanged a glance.
“Could that be it?” Dad asked looking outside through the window.
I shushed him and slowly stood up and carefully walked to the window, peeped out but the coast was clear. I turned to dad whose attention was attentively on me with stiff nerves. “I don’t think so”
Dad heaved and relaxed his nerves. I walked to the toilet to ease myself. Was about doing my business when I spotted Maddick from the toilet window hurrying off the premises with a backpack on his back looking above him at interval.
I watched closely and noticed something like a black cloud hovering above him. My interest was triggered, I wanted to call dad but decided to see what was about to play out. Suddenly, the cloud covered him and he struggled with it, then eventually collapsed on the floor and disappeared right before my eyes. I rushed to the room but dad had dosed off. I shook him hard “Dad!”
He woke up and turned to me hostilely “What?” He asked as he sat up looking at the place he once retrieved his gun.
“The barman is dead!” I said in a whisper.
“What? Who?” Dad asked puzzlingly.
“The tattoo guy at the bar with pins all over”
Dad frowned and asked. “How did you know?”
“I just saw the smoke kill him... I mean, it covered him up and he disappeared”
“What are you talking about? Someone disappearing?” Dad said.
“If you don’t believe me, just wait a little, we will go check when it’s dawn”. I said.
We stayed up the rest of the morning until it was bright outside. I looked at the clock; it was 7:30Am. Then I stood up and said to dad. “I m going to see if he is okay”
“Who?”
“The barman”
“Wait, let me come with you”. Dad said and stood up.
“Okay, let me get into something will join you here soon”. I said and went to my room.
Few minutes later I and dad stood in front of the bar. I could see dad was doubtful but wanted to believe I wasn’t hallucinating.
I looked at dad wondering if to knock. Dad nodded and knocked instead. No one answered. We exchanged glances and I knocked. No one answered. I looked at dad and knocked again severally. The reception door opened and a slim teenage girl in pink flowered handless gown came out looking at us.
“Yeah, good morning, why is no one responding in the bar?” I asked her.
She shook her head and said rudely. “Bar opens by 10 Am”. Then walked back inside before I could ask another question.
Dad turned to me. “It doesn’t look like anyone died or is missing”.
“Let’s come back by 11”. I said and we went back to our rooms.
I sat on my bed reviewing what I saw, what happened to the barman and wondered why I was the only one seeing these things. I lay back on the bed and before I knew it I dosed off.
I woke up feeling tired; sat up and looked at my watch, it was 12 noon. I went to take a quick bath and went to dad’s room. He wasn’t in. I went downstairs, strolled to the bar and found him with Cable and two heavily built men dressed in rock star costumes. I moved closer and stood side dad.
“Hey boy” Cable said smiling. The two men glared at me with disdain.
Dad turned and said. “Drag a seat”
I went to get a chair, dad made a space for me; I pulled the seat beside dad and sat. Cable was talking about the ghost gang.
“They are not the kind of group you can mess with; I wonder how you are going to pull this off. My advice, stay here. You got everything you need here” Then he paused and looked outside through the opened door. An ambulance just drove in.
“What’s that?” Dad asked.
I turned to dad and stepped his foot under the table. Dad turned to me and gave me an acknowledge look, and then turned to Cable.
“Cardiac arrest. He died this morning”. Cable said looking at the group of men that went into of the rooms on the door floor with a stretcher. Then he turned me. “Tell me about this cop you spoke about”
“He is one of them I could identify. He lives with a lady; I think she’s his girl friend. She’s a cop too”
“Does he know you knew who he was?” Cable asked.
“I don’t know”. I said and turned to the person Cable was beckoning over and behold it was Maddick. Dad shot me a disapproving stare and turned to Cable.
Maddick came over and Cable ordered for drinks. I was looking at him as he came and left, he didn’t even take a look at me. I was confused, how was it possible that he was alive?

CHAPTER SEVEN
The fat man took us to another dim lighted room crowded with ominously thick and fat looking men with beards almost reaching their tummies and some even braided theirs with different crazy hairstyles, pierces and tattoos coupled with their rock star outfits.
Most of the men were on the snooker table, others sat drinking and smoking while gambling with cards. As the door opened, they all turned and on seeing us paused with a ‘who are these fuckers look on their faces’. The fat man walked in and beckoned us in. Dad was carrying the nylon walking behind the fat man while i followed from behind.
A huge man that should be slightly more than seven feet tall; I would say he is a giant, intercepted and stood in front of dad. “Who are you looking for?” He asked in a thick baritone.
Dad was as tall as his chest and looked like a skinny boy in front of him.
“He’s with me” The fat man quickly said.
“Yes I know, why did you bring in niggars here?” The tall man asked.
“He’s got something for the gang, I want to introduce him to Sniper” The fat man argued.
Then the giant man saw the nylon in dad’s hand and looked dad in the eyes, maybe he saw the confident in dad’s eyes or something else that made him moved aside while looking at us curiously.
We walked up to the gambling table and they all turned to us with cards in their hands, some had burning cigarettes hanging on their lips. They said nothing waiting for the fat man to speak up.
“Calidon” the fat man said.
They all chorused. “Calidon”
Then the fat man turned to us and pointed to dad. “This man have something for us”. Then he beckoned dad to hand him the nylon. Dad gave the nylon to him and he looked at the men who curiously stared at it. Then he opened the nylon and brought out what was inside. The men on the table were apparently mesmerised and were transfixed at seeing the bloody head on the nylon on top of their table.
“He did it?” One of the men asked looking surprisingly at dad.
“Yes, and alone” the fat man replied and they were all astonishingly looking at dad.
“Why”. A thick man with the longest beards at the main seat on the table who had been observing silently asked.
The fat man bowed and then took a glance at dad nervously before he replied. “He... he wants us to help him take down the ghost gang”
There was a disapproving look on the faces of the men seated on the table except the thick man who sat expressionlessly looking at dad.
“Who can tell who they are? Do you wanna draw attention to us?”. Another guy from the table shot at the fat man.
“And you agreed?” another with an eye patch opposite the one who spoke asked.
“That’s why I bought him here”. The fat man replied and focused on the thick man who remained in the position he had been since we came in.
The group on the table then turned to the man the fat man was looking at as though waiting for him to make the final say. He then pointed to dad and motioned him over with a finger. Dad moved three steps forward and stopped in front of the table.
The thick man leaned forward and placed his big tattooed hands on the table “You did this without any help?” He asked screening dad’s countenance.
I was expecting dad to show slight sign of fear like I was nervous and scared that trouble may erupt, but dad was confident and completely void of fear.
“He asked for the child and I got the father instead. You ask questions coz you don’t know who is standing before you”. Dad said stiffly.
The man winced thoughtfully and nodded. Then he rested his back on his chair and asked. “Who is that man behind you?”
“My son, the one they want to kill”. Dad replied without taking his eyes off the thick man.
“What if we decline to help you and kill you right here?”
Dad smiled and shook his head. “You can’t kill me”.
The thick man turned to the giant standing observantly at his right and nodded. The giant started towards us ominously, everyone close to him moved away, including the men at the table, except the thick man who sat comfortably lie he was about to enjoy the show.
I was overtaken by fear and turned to the door, a massive man stood there with his fat arms crossed across his broad chest.
Dad quickly moved backwards shielding me with his body and hands spread apart as the giant came towards us. The big rushed over and threw a punch, dad quickly pushed me out of the way and docked. The giant came again threw another punch dad dropped on his butt and the giant narrowly missed; that instant, before the giant could return his hand, dad gave him a strong uppercut between his legs. I could see the excruciating pain written all over the giant’s face as he locked his knees, bent and held his rod. Quickly dad jumped up with a strong blow in his neck and simultaneously gave him a head butt on his face, the giant fell heavily on his back. Dad jumped with all his might and elbowed the huge human in his neck, the giant opened wide his mouth and eyes, then blanked out.
There was an odd silence in the room, every one shot dad a surprised look as he stood up. The guy at the door came to attack but wasn’t as confident as he was before. Dad positioned and waited for him.
“Stop!” the thick man said and stood up. “You have proved your point. Now let’s talk”.
Few minutes later, we were seated with the men at the table while the fat man who brought us in stood behind. They offered us a glass of whisky and cigarette. We formally introduced ourselves, the thick man introduced himself as Sniper, he was the leader of the gang and hardly could anyone see him, but were privileged to. The fat man behind us happens to be the leader of Snipers recruits and the giant dad killed was one of Snipers strongest bodyguard.
“The ghost gang are invisible. They can be anyone, even you...” Sniper said, then suspiciously looked at I and dad before he continued. “... I have a loyalist whom I asked to identify with the gang in case of raining day. We are not going to get involved, but we can give you few hints on how to locate them”.
The urge to ask about the smoky creature was eating me up. I felt since we were accepted and talking freely I could get rid of my curiosity but I had to wait for my chance before saying anything.
“How do we find this guy?” Dad asked.
“He will be here tomorrow night. Don’t worry about the bills; we will take care of your bills for the longest time you stay here”. Sniper said with a phoney smile that harboured a devilish intent.
Dad turned to me and smiled briskly. Then turned to Sniper. “I will need some of guys, maybe not your men, but get at least three confident guys for me”
Sniper nodded and turned to the fat man behind us. “Cable, get him boys from rapture zone”
“Okay boss” Cable said and remained where he stood.
“I guess that’s for now, every other information, Cable will relate it to you” Sniper said and rested his back on his chair looking at dad expressionlessly.
Cable tapped us on our shoulders. “Lets go”
We stood up and walked out of the room jumping over the massive body still lying on the floor.
We came back to the bar, Cable led us to his table. He called a young beautiful and sexy blond in transparent black mini gown that showed her inner red g. String and unclad sizable pointed boobs. I remembered her immediately she came closer.
“Tell Maddick to come over” He said to the girl.
She nodded and left. Her buttocks were so round and firm I got an erection looking lustfully after her.
“You wanna Bleep? On the house man. Everything on the house” Cable said.
“No, I mean, I don’t wanna do such now”. I said smiling.
Dad followed my gaze and then turned to me. “If you don’t want her I take her!”
Cable laughed and said. “Sandy, she’s the best girl here. She can make you cum a hundred times”.
“Really? Then I want her” Dad said keenly.
Before we finished, the bar man strolled over and stood beside the table. He first took a glance at me before focused on Cable.
“Get us beer” Cable said and Maddick walked away.
I leaned over and asked Cable. “Have you seen a black smoke around here?”
He shot me a surprised look. “Black smoke? What kind of smoke?”
I turned to dad who was looking at me puzzlingly.
I wondered if I should go on, dad and Cable were waiting for me to speak up. I heaved and wanted to start telling them what I saw that morning when I spotted Maddick coming with our drinks. I paused and sat back stealing nervous glances at him.
Maddick came to our table and started dropping a bottle each in front of us. Cable leaned closer and asked. “What about the smoke? Talk I am listening”
Maddick turned abruptly and shot me an ominous look. That moment I knew there was trouble lurking but I waited for him to leave before I opened up, perhaps Cable maybe oblivious of it.
As soon as Maddick was out of sight, I leaned over and said in a whisper “I saw couple of humanlike figures in smoky form. They entered every room and a particular one entered the bar...”
“Did you smoke when you saw them?” Cable interrupted me and laughed.
I turned to dad, he seemed to believe me as he was looking keenly at me.
“No, I wasn’t” I replied Cable.” I am certain of this”.
Cable studied me for a while and then leaned closer. “The last guy who said this nonsense was found dead. He hung himself. We later discovered he was taking lots of cocaine”
“I know what I am saying” I defended.
Cable heaved and said. “Things like this, keep it to yourself. No one is going to believe you”. Then he opened his bottle and drank from it.

CHAPTER SIX

Early the next morning at about 5 A.M I went to dad’s room but Amaka was the only one on the bed, she jumped down joyfully and came wagging her tail in front of me hysterically. I caressed her head hurriedly and called as I walked towards the bathroom. “Dad?” I got to the door of the bathroom and knocked. “Dad?” The door slowly opened. Immediately I realized he was gone. I turned beside the bed for his shoes and it wasn’t there. That instant I ran downstairs and went to where his car was, it was gone.
As I returned to dad’s room, I sat on the bed worried about dad’s safety. If only I knew i would have insisted he took me along at least i would worry less. So I laid on the bed trying to calm my thoughts but it was fruitless.
So I strolled downstairs, it was already dawn at the time. The bar was closed and no one was in view, even the whores that once crowded the place. It felt like I was standing in front of a decent motel.
I decided then to stroll down the high way just to clear my head, there was a dark shadow in human form in the middle of the road far in front of me. At first, I thought it was my imagination until it jumped in the air and sped into the woods by the road side. I was startled, everything in me stood still. I didn’t know if what I saw was real or just an imagination.
Slowly, I walked to the spot and looked towards the direction it entered, all i saw were thick trees and grasses; birds flying from branch to branch and making loud noises, but nothing seem to look like what I saw earlier.
I heaved a sigh of relief feeling I was only imagining things and was about continuing my walk when I spotted a shadow flew past in the woods and before I could get a grasp of it, it had gone. I stood puzzled, wondering if I was going mad again, then four more flew past almost like a flash. That was when I knew I wasn’t seeing things but reality, cold air encompassed me, in the fright I turned and started walking hurriedly back to the hotel. Each time I looked in the woods, it felt like few more flew past. I didn’t look again and increased my speed.
I was almost close to the motel when I saw one of the smokes on top the roof, acting like it was looking out for something or someone.
Immediately I jumped behind a tree and laid on my tummy watching the strange thing. It continued looking and then crowed like a chicken five times, the black shadows started flying into the motel in large numbers from the woods. After they had all entered through the closed front doors, the one on the roof flew into the bar section.
I slowly came out from under the bed and stood looking at the green and milk one storey building with about ten rooms on the top floor and same at the down floor. At the corner; a downstairs with reception on one door and bar on the second. I looked at the cars and bikes parked in front and wondered what was happening to the people in the room. But to my surprise, the middle door on the down part of the motel house opened, a beautiful blonde came out dressed up in a red mini gown and high black boot, her face looked tired like she had little sleep the previous night . She looked on both sides before walking away through another route.
I slowly moved closer, feeling slightly confident after seeing the lady. I walked to the door the lady came out from and carefully knocked while looking out for those black smokes. I knocked again and the door flung open, a big white man, with fat belly, bald head and full beards came out in boxers. The map of his rod from his boxers made me look away abruptly.
“Yeah?” he said looking at me suspiciously.
“Em...” I said and suddenly realized I hadn’t planned what to say, I really didn’t know what I was expecting to see.
The man stood waiting for me to say something. I cleared my throat and said. “ I wanted to know if you are done with the girl from yesterday”.
The surprised look on his face was puzzling to me. “ which girl?”.
“The blond, the one in red gown”. I said.
He was completely flabbergasted. then he looked behind him as if trying to see the girl i was asking for, and then to me. “No girl slept here last night”
I smiled and decided to let it slide, perhaps he doesn’t want me to know about the girl I just saw leaving his room.
“Oh sorry, It must be the next room”. I said smiling stupidly pointing at the room on my left. He brought out his head and looked at the door.
“Rapthon?” he asked me.
I wondered what sought of stupid name was that.
He continued. “He is gay!”
I looked lost, then apologized and left his door.
Back in my room, I sat in fear wondering what happened. I had forgotten all about dad and was worried about leaving, but I couldn’t lave because I had no cash and must wait for dad.
i suddenly heard barking. I stood up and rushed to dad’s room. Amaka was barking at the wind blowing the window curtain. She was practically alert and serious. I knew she wouldn’t be barking over nothing and stood by the door looking at flying curtain in fear.
“Shut that dog up I want to sleep!”. Someone shouted from two rooms away.
“Who brought a dog to a hotel?” Someone else yelled.
As i turned to look and see if anyone was coming out of their rooms and turned back to the window, it felt like I saw someone jumped out through the window in a flash. Amaka ran closer and placed her front legs on the wall barking.
That moment i realized i wasn’t seeing things, something was definitely wrong with the motel.

Later that day, I sat in front in front of my room waiting for dad. I had sat there all morning, watching as the bike riders all drove off and normal people drove in an out of the motel.
It was past two, I wasn’t hungry, every car’s engine or horn I heard resembled dad’s.
The bar man from the previous night came out from the bar and immediately looked towards where I sat like he knew I was there. I looked away and focused my attention on the road for dad. After few seconds, I subconsciously looked towards bar man’s direction, he was still looking at me. I then took interest in such suspicious look and turned my attention to him. He had a toothpick in his mouth and his eyes were awfully ominous.
I locked eyes with him for about thirty seconds, before he returned to the bar. That gave me grave concern, why was he looking at me in such manner?
Just then, dad drove in and parked. I was so relieved. He went to the back seat of his truck and carried something that looked like football in a black nylon. Then he looked up and saw me, he nodded while I shot him a relieved smile.
I followed dad to his room and was dying to tell him about the black smoke but wanted more to know how he went.
As he dropped the nylon under his bed and sat tiredly, I asked leaning on the door, afraid to come in.
“ Did you succeed?”
Dad looked at me amusingly for awhile before he took out the gun under his belt and dropped it on the bed. “You mean, If I succeeded in killing an innocent man?”
I didn’t see it that way. That moment, I realized I supported killing.
Dad stood up and took off his shirt. There were lots of scars on his body. His body was like one with multiple stabs and cuts. “Yeah. I will need to see those guys later tonight”.
I stood looking at him wondering how he got the information on how to track down his target, and how was he able to get his target. My curiosity pushed me to ask. “How did you know how to find him?”
Dad looked at me and then laid on his back. “I didn’t”. Then he turned to his shirt. “There’s money in my chest pocket. Take it and get food”.
I looked at the shirt hanging on a hook in front of the wade robe and nodded. And before I could talk about what I saw, dad had slept off.

Later that evening. I was consciously lying on my bed when a knock came on the door. “Who?” I asked.
“Let’s go meet our client” Dad said.
I struggled up from the bed and went to get the door. Dad was standing with the black nylon. He looked at me stiffly and said. “Let’s go!”.
We entered the busy hall and stood by the door looking for the men from previous night. I spotted the fat man seated with two different older bike riders, all weirdly dressed in their usual attire. I pointed them to dad and we walked to their table.
As soon as the fat man saw us he smiled. “Hey friend, got me good news?”
Dad observed the men with him silently and turned to the fat man. “Let’s go to a private place”.
The fat man still sat complacently and asked again in a mucking tone. “You couldn’t get the job done?”
“Let’s see somewhere else or I will put you in trouble”. He studied dad’s face and sensed the seriousness in dad’s tone. Then he nodded to the men with him and stood up leading the way while dad followed and I behind dad.
The fat man led us into a small room with two degenerate old men playing card. He stood looking at the men who paused what they were doing and staring at us. They soon understood what the fat man’s silence meant, stood up and left.
After the old men had gone and shut the door behind them, the fat man turned to dad. “So? What is you want to tell me?”
Dad turned the nylon over and a bloody fall rolled out and stopped in front of us; it was a black man’s head.
The fat man was apparently taken by shock. He stood staring at the head without saying a word. I hadn’t thought that dad was as brutal as carrying a human head in a nylon as though it was some kind of package.
“Is that not Lord Lex? The head of red flag cartel?”. The fat man asked and then turned to dad in awe. “How did you do it?”
“That’s not important now, I don’t want you to pay me, I need your help. I believe I did beyond expectation, you wanted me to catch a fish, I caught a whale instead”
The fat man stood looking at dad. Then he said as he moved closer to the head. “I almost underestimated you”. Then he bent over, used his leg to turn the face upwards. After he was satisfied, he turned to dad. “What kind of favour that is more than two thousand bucks, I hope it is what I can afford?”
Dad walked closer and asked in a low tune. “Heard of ghost gang?”
I could see a vivid shock on his face. Then he nodded. Dad heaved a sigh of relief and continued. “They want my son dead. I want you to help me take them down!”

CHAPTER FIVE

We lodged in a cheap motel with degenerate whores hovering about. I was conscious of syphilis on the sheets and so used my shirt to cover the billow. Dad and Amaka slept in a different room.
Every time I shut my eyes, flashes of the dead men I saw that day flickered. And so I took a stroll to the stuffy bar and sat amidst drunken bike riders and Whores. A tall English man with tattoos all over his hands and pins on everything aside his face aside his eye balls and teeth came to take my order. He was putting on black singlet and short.
“Wa ca ai ger fur you?” He said struggling with the pins in his tongue that apparently was newly done.
“Beer please”.
He walked away and as I turned, I noticed dad seated adjacent at my right hand side. He seemed immense in the four bottles on his table. I figured he blended well with the kid of men in the bar.
The bar man returned and dropped the bottle on my table. “Cas” he said with his palm opened in front of me.
“what?” I asked, puzzled on what he meant.
“Cas” He repeated, and then robbed his fingers together, “Moyin”
“Money” I enquired. He nodded.
I dipped my hand in my pocket and remembered that I had no money. I didn’t know what to tell the guy that was beginning to grow impatient, so I smiled and said calmly. “Emm... Look, take the drink back since you haven’t opened it”
He seemed baffled at me. Then he said. “wo dor du dar here, moyin pwiz!”
That I understood perfectly well but pretended not grasp. “What are you saying? Please talk so i can get you”
“Ar sai, moyin!” He bellowed angrily.
That moment I knew he was up for trouble. I was tired of fighting, so I buried my pride and turned towards dad whose mind was far off. “Go tell him to give you money”
The man turned to dad and then to me. “Wa? Ar run ow him”
That was off my understanding, I knew I would have to stand and walk up to dad. Which I hated I was about doing. I didn’t want dad to feel important.
“Hawry” he said impatiently.
That statement provoked me, but I had to contain myself to avoid anything that would lead to someone dying. As I stood up, I noticed dad’s attention was now suddenly on the TV hung one corner on the wall. I followed his gaze to the news. Behold, dad and a lady that was me was on TV.
For a moment I was confused. I was too weak to think or come up with spontaneous approach immediately. Dad stylishly looked around and caught sight of me; he was startled on seeing me. I quickly walked up to him and was feeling stupid as I said “Let me have 5 bucks”.
Dad stared at me unbelievably and inquired. “What is it for?”
I pretentiously looked behind me to see what the bar man was doing and froze in shock. He was whispering something to a bulky bearded man and pointing at the TV and us.
“Let’s get out of here!” I said to dad in clinched teeth.
Dad saw the seriousness in my voice and abruptly stood up. We both started walking hurriedly towards the door and someone whistled behind us, I wanted to look, but dad held my hand and said as continued walking “Don’t!”
We were about leaving when two heavily built bearded white guys jackets stood on our way. My heart jumped into my mouth. Trouble again.
“Where do you think you are going?” The thickest amongst the two said.
The whores had started moving towards the bark of the bar. I looked at dad, for the first time I saw fear in his eyes. That meant we were in deep shit.
“Let us go please, we don’t want no trouble”. Dad said looking at the man’s big tummy.
The men ignored us and stood with their hands folded. A huge elderly short man with long hairs and beards putting on a black jacket opened exposing his fat tummy and jean that was so tight on him with a black boot on his feet came from behind and said to dad. “Are you that guy from the TV?”
Dad looked at him and said nothing. To our surprise, he exploded in laughter and slapped dad on the back. “You are wicked bro. Come with me!” he said pulling dad by the arm to a chair by the corner.
As we settled in, he said looking at dad. “You are a hard man! You are everywhere on the news! Although we hate blacks, but I find your stunt fascinating”
I was relieved finally. It was no trouble after all.
The fat man turned and beckoned the bar man over. I noticed that things had normalized in the bar, the tension was no longer in the air and so I felt more relaxed.
The bar man came over and fat man said to him pointing dad “Get him a bottle of beer, and he turned to me. “Beer?” I nodded. “Him too”
Two other chunky men joined us. They were thrilled how dad was able to attack a hospital with cops and disarmed them all, still kidnapped one of them. They were keen to know what happened to the cop we kidnapped. Dad told them he gave him to some guys who hired him for the job. That increased their interest.
“You are a paid worker?”. One of the men asked.
“Yeah” Dad said and drank from his bottle. “I get hired for shit like that”.
“Then you can work for us right?” The fat man said leaning closer to dad.
Dad glanced at me and nodded before drinking from his bottle. The fat man looked at the men with him, the acknowledged with a nod before he went on. “We got a little... problem”
Dad dropped his empty bottle and asked. “What kind of problem?”
“There’s this man troubling our business. We can’t take him out coz he is black. We don’t want to steer up war”
I heaved as I perceived where he was headed.
“Okay, you want me to take him out as a black man” Dad enquired.
He nodded and said, “Exactly. You must show that you’re black. Guess how much?” he grinned and rest his back on the chair looking at dad.
“How much?”
He leaned closer “Two thousand bucks!”
I could see the satisfactory look on his face when he mentioned the amount.
Dad thought it through and said. “Two thousand five hundred. This is a drug case. You will give me half now and half after the job”
The men looked at each other in a deliberating way and the other two nodded. Then the fat man turned to dad. “How can we trust you since we don’t know you?”
Dad sat back and pointed to me. “He will stay here with you until I return, and if you don’t see me, kill him!”
I couldn’t believe dad was that heartless enough to trade me for a mere two thousand five hundred bucks. But i said nothing, only shot dad an angry stare which he didn’t bother to acknowledge.
The men looked at each other again and the fat men turned to dad. “Who is he to you? And how is he important to us?”
“He is my son. I just want to tell you that I am a man of my words”
“Okay. We will keep him”
I turned to dad and almost yelled at him but kept quiet.
“We are counting on you to give us a good job”. One of the men on the table said.
“I will, trust me. I will come tomorrow” Dad said and stood up.
The men hesitated. Then another of the two men said. “We are going to keep him here with us. We got a nice room; he can go in with as much girls as he wants drinks and food. Just to be sure you will come tomorrow”.
I could see dad was taken off guard, i believed he had another plan but they just changed it. Immediately dad switched to his normal countenance and smiled. “Okay, I don’t mind. Expect me by 10 am”
I felt something stabbed me deep in my heart. What kind of father do I have?
“Alright, he can go with you. I trust you will come back”. The fat man said.
Dad shrugged and said. “Whatever you want”.
I stood up and started towards the door before they changed their minds.
I waited for dad in front of his room and when he came, I confronted him angrily.
“ What was that stunt you pulled there? Do you know how much I have?”
Dad ignored me and tried to open his door but I pushed his hands off the door knob.
“Don’t think I am going to be your cheap collateral tomorrow, because I am leaving here tonight!”
Dad turned to me and said. “I was trying to get us men for the job”
“What job?” I retorted.
“The one we got at hand. If i help them, i can ask them to assist me. Those guys got eyes everywhere” dad said and looked around if anyone was listening. Then he brought his voice low. “ I will not take the money, i want to use it to buy them over”
I pondered over it and asked. “What if they don’t accept? And how do you intend to kill a drug lord?”
Dad heaved and said in a weary tone. “Son, i sincerely don’t know. But I have to do it. I will do anything to see that you are safe”
Those words got to me. I slowly left the door and stood aside.
“It’s okay. I will be fine”. Dad said and entered his room.

CHAPTER FOUR

“Who are they?” Fiona asked as she dried to dress up.
I didn’t answer her, I quietly stepped down from the car taking the driver side that was backing the men. As I watched from behind the car, the taller of the men stood in front of our door and looked both sides and slowly placed his hand on the door knob. That moment, I was completely frantic, a thousand negative thoughts clouded my thinking, and so i jumped out from the back of the car and shouted.
“Dad! Bad guys at the door! Dad! Bad guys at the door!”
The guys seemed confused for a moment. Then the shorter one nudged the door hard and it yanked open, a loud gunshot came from inside, I quickly took cover behind the car. Where I hid myself, the taller guy ran past and I heard another approaching footstep. With seconds, dad ran past chasing after him clad in just boxers. Before I could look and see what was going on, another gunshot sound echoed and a loud scream of one in pain. I ran to see if dad was okay, dad was moving forward with his gun pointed at the falling man.
I quickly ran close and stood behind dad.
“Please don’t kill me. I am sent to rob and threaten you guys to leave”. The man on the floor said with a hand stretched towards dad.
Dad said nothing, came closer to the man and kicked the gun away from him.
“Please, I bed you. I am telling the truth”. The man begged.
“Who sent you?” Dad asked still pointing the gun at the man.
The man pointed towards the reception. I and dad turned simultaneously and caught someone hurriedly closing a window.
“Yes, she’s the one”. The man said still pointing.
Fiona was few step behind me looking. Phila just came out of the room, she jumped over the dead man lying in front of the door and looked towards our direction, when she saw we were okay, she started walking towards us.
“Why did she ask you to rob us?” I asked.
The man bite back pain before saying. “She said you guys were disturbing other customers, and wanted you guys to leave without refund”
“Who is he talking about?” Phila asked as she stood behind dad looking at the pathetic man on the floor.
“The hotel lady from earlier” Dad said.
Phila turned towards the reception and then to dad. “We have to get out of here, like right now”
“Why?” I asked.
Phila looked thoughtfully at me for a brief seconds and then to dad. “Get your clothes, we are leaving here now”. Then she turned to Fiona who still stood afar looking. “Get our things! Quick!”
Dad turned to leave, and then to our surprise, he shot him in the chest twice. We were all transfixed, looking at dad as he was walking away nonchalantly. No one said a word or moved until dad had almost gotten to the room that was when Phila silently said to me. “Get your things son, we have to leave here now!”

We all sat in the car completely crestfallen. Dad would at intervals turn to Phila who sat in the front seat looking out through the window. I and Fiona sat silently in the back with Amaka in-between us.
“Hey babe” Dad finally called Phila, but she ignored him. He focused on the road and then turned to after awhile her. “Talk to me baby” She ignored him. He stretched a hand and touched her shoulder, she shook his hand off and turned Fiona.
“Darling, would you like us to go back home?”
Fiona shrugged. “Anything ma’am”
Then Phila turned to dad and said casually. “Stop us here”
Dad turned to her in surprise and said in a hostile tone. “Why should I stop you here? Don’t you know it’s risky out here?”
“Please, stop me here” Phila said with her tone betraying how much effort she was putting to fighting the anger brewing inside of her.
Dad ignored her and continued driving.
“Mike! Are you deaf or something! Stop me here or I do something stupid!” Phila yelled angrily.
I and Fiona were startled by Phila’s rage. I didn’t know who to support in the fight, I wouldn’t advice dad to stop her on the road at that hour of the night, and I couldn’t try to talk Phila into agreeing to dad’s terms else it would look i was taking sides because he was my dad. So i kept quiet and was looking at the drama.
“Ma’am its okay, let him drop us at home” Fiona said softly.
“No, I don’t want him anywhere close to my house. Stop us here!” Phila and tried to drag the steering, dad pushed her back with a hand and shouted at her.
“Will you stop the madness right now! What is your problem! I am taking you home, leave it or take it!”
“Mike! Don’t dare me! i am going to crash this car!”. Phila fumed.
“ Go ahead!” dad retorted angrily and left the steering. The car started wheeling off the road in full speed, fear engulfed us all including Amaka who started barking. Phila immediately grabbed the steering as the car was about over the bridge and shouting at dad.
“What is this madness! Do you want to kill us all?”
“You started it! Finish it!”. I replied and placed his hands on his head while he pressed hard on the throttle.
I and Fiona started begging him as the car started running zigzag on a bridge on a high way swerving through cars and cars dodging us.
Dad finally took the steering and there was a moment of peace. But for ten seconds and then the sound of a siren behind us brought back the tension.
We all turned behind us and behold it was cop chasing after us.
“Oh shit!” Fiona cursed and sat silently.
Phila was so mad at dad but kept quiet. She pretended as i she wasn’t moved by the situation as she relaxed her back on the chair and kept her eyes on the road.
“Don’t worry, we will lose him” Dad said looking at the rear mirror.
I turned to Fiona. “ Don’t worry, you will be fine” She just nodded and remained quiet.
“Pull over!” The cop in the police car said through a loud speaker.
To our surprise, dad laughed out loud and said, “ The game has just begun!” then he pressed hard on the engine, the car let out a loud scream and sped off.
That moment, i knew dad was not normal. Staying alone all those years had altered his sense of reasoning.
The truck swerved through cars, while the police car kept up with us. There was a Honda jeep in front blocking our way and a lorry coming in full force with its head lamp blinding. Behind us the police car was almost closing in on us. Then dad scared the living day light out of us. He entered the lane the truck was coming from and we were seeing our deaths right in front of us.
“Mike! Dad! Oohhh!” everyone of us was shouting.
Just a slight gap between the Honda jeep and the lorry, that was where dad positioned the steering and our truck narrowly entered, but the lorry scattered dad’s side mirror. That same instant, he turned the truck past in front of the jeep and headed opposite direction. We saw the police car drive past us. There was no way they could stop and reverse, we had gone farther and turned another lane before that.




We stopped in front of Phila’s house. She came down and slammed the door without looking back. Fiona and i sat silently in the back. She was obviously still in shock.
“I am sorry for everything”. I said looking into her eyes.
She nodded and quietly stepped out of the car, turned and waved me goodbye before going into the house.
“She’s a beauty, isn’t she?”
I was so irrigated at dad’s complacency to the danger he just put us through after cold bloodedly killing two persons in my presence.
“She reminds me of...”
“I don’t care!”
“What?” Dad asked turning to face me in the back seat.
“I said, i don’t fucking care what you wanna say. Get us out of here!”.
He heaved and sat with his back on the chair’s backrest looking at me from the rear mirror. “Do you think I enjoyed killing them?” he waited for me to answer but I turned my attention towards Phila’s door wondering what Fiona would be thinking of me.
“You will not understand because you are a bloody civilian!”. Dad continued after i didn’t answer him. “ Look son, sometimes a man does what he is not proud of to protect the ones he loves. Those guys saw us and they can easily identify us. If i hadn’t killed them, the police would know what we look like” Then he turned to Phila’s door and continued in a soft tone. “They will arrest her for something she knows nothing about and also your sweetheart”
I slowly turned to the rear mirror, dad’s face was clouded with pain. He was really hurting. And when he noticed that i was looking at him, he engaged the engine and said. “ Tomorrow, we are going to visit a friend”
“What for?” i asked as he started driving off.
“You will find out tomorrow”.
I turned and saw Phila looking at us through the window.

CHAPTER THREE

I sat in the car completely petrified. Dad was in trouble and there was nothing I could do. The cops were ominously alert and going inside to see what was happening was completely out of the question. My greatest fear was that dad must have started his James Bond shit which was a bad idea with the situation of things.
Few minutes later, some group of nurses accompanied by a set of vigilant armed men came out with Sly. Sly looked slim and older in a blue hospital gown in was in. They stopped in front of the hospital entrance looking expectantly. I tried to look out for dad but he was nowhere in view, at least he wasn’t arrested yet.
An ambulance van stopped in front of the hospital, I watched Sly and the nurses enter through the back. The armed men rushed into their cars and they all drove off with sirens.
“What crime had Sly commit to get so much attention?”I said to myself.
I sat in the car for thirty-five minutes before dad appeared from the entrance. He looked monstrous. At least I was relieved he hadn’t tried to be a hero. I watched him walk towards the car consciously and when he entered the car he sat silently looking straight ahead.
“Thank god you came out safe” I said, trying to let him know he was wiser this time.
“Bleep it!” He stormed and hit the steering, then turned to be viciously. “I was this close!” Indicating with his finger “This close and they ruined it! Now Sly is out of reach”
I reviewed my words carefully before asking. “What do we do now?”
He sat thoughtfully for a while before saying. “We are going to see how we can find the rest of the crew ourselves”
“Got an idea?” I asked.
He said nothing, his eyes was still on the road. Then he engaged the engine and drove away.
We sat in a cafe’ having cheeseburger and soft drink. Dad sat opposite me, he seemed so unsettled. Anyone that walks in calls his attention, his mouth was literally full and his eye balls singing from side-to-side. I couldn’t contain the disgust in my tummy so I spoke up.
“Take it easy! Should we leave?”
He paused and looked at me for few seconds, then poured out everything in his mouth on his hand and dropped it on the floor. I felt so irritated but pretended I wasn’t.
“I have a bad feeling” He said.
“What kind of feeling?”
He looked around and whispered. “Trouble”
“Should we leave?” I asked again.
He said nothing and resumed eating.
Few minutes later we finished and returned to the motel. Dad was in front while I followed from behind. As we were about entering our room, we heard the sound of the TV. Dad paused and looked at the walkway if anyone was looking, then at the buildings opposite before he took out his gun, positioned it in his head. Then turned to me and nodded as if I knew what his plan was, but I nodded back all the same feeling I should be alert.
With a hard kick he knocked open the door and aimed to fire, a familiar voice female screamed. “Mike! It’s me!”
I rushed to confirm who it was; Phila and Fiona were staring at dad in horror. Dad quickly retrieved his hand and apologized. “Where is your car? I didn’t know it was you”, Dad said as he strolled into the room.
I shut the door that the lock was already broken and entered the room. Phila and Fiona were looking at me suspiciously. Dad turned to what they were staring at and said as he sat down. “ That’s Mike. My craft”
I laughed and took off the wig. I could see the ladies where overly surprised.
“Oh my god! Mike! You look so beautiful as a lady!” Fiona said laughing.
“I was even thinking you came with a prostitute”. Phila said to dad.
“It’s been ages since I had sex. Barely feel like it anymore”
I sat down looking at Fiona. She looked stressed but was apparently happy to see me.
“How are you?”I said to her, feeling awkwardly strange that I wasn’t excited to see her.
She nodded and turned to dad. “Hi, I am Fiona”.
Dad turned to her and winced thoughtfully. “You remind me of someone”
Fiona blushed and said. “That’s what people say”.
“Sandra! Yes!” dad said.
Fiona paused in shock and said. “That’s my step sister’s name”
“Was she in the military?” dad asked.
She nodded and looked at me in astonishment.
Dad stood up and went close to her, then he sat beside her and asked in an emotional tone. “She was shot right?”
Fiona nodded.
“What? You are Sandra’s sister?” Phila asked in surprise.
Fiona nodded and turned to me, her eyes laden with unanswered questions.
“She was my girl friend. Some freak killed her”. Dad said in a cold tone.
Someone knocked at the door. Dad swiftly took out his gone and stared at the door ominously. The knock came again, all our attention was on it.
“Who’s that?” Phila asked.
“Hotel management” A female voice said.
Dad stood up and walked to the door with the gun in his hand behind his back. He slowly opened and the female voice said.“We heard a bang and wanted to know if everything was okay?”
“Everything is fine”. Dad answered.
“The door’s lock is damaged. I am sorry you will have to pay for it”
“Okay. We will send the money to you; get us someone to fix it”
There was a slight pause, and then she said. “I will send someone over soon”
“Thank you”. Dad said and shut the door.

I and Fiona sat in front of the room later that evening to give dad and Phila some privacy and also have some time for ourselves. I could sense she was yet to believe that the man her family blames for the death of her sister was my dad, she could barely bring herself to say anything to me. I noticed everything I was saying to her wasn’t really sinking in. So I probed a little.
“What is going with you?”
She looked at me and shook her head. I held her hand and asked. “Is it about my dad?”
She heaved and said. “Not really, just that I didn’t know you were his son”.
“What does that mean?”
“History”
I was puzzled, then asked further. “History? How?”
“Same thing I was told about your dad is what’s happening to you. I am in the middle of it like my sister was. I don’t want to die like she did”.
Before I could ask another question, I heard Phila mourning silently. I ignored it and went ahead to ask so as to distract Fiona but she heard it too and smiled.
“So you think it’s going to happen to us?”
She said nothing but embraced herself and heaved looking in front of her. I felt the weather was getting colder; we couldn’t go in since dad had started something with Phila. So I took of my sleeve shirt and hung it on her shoulder and was left with singlet. She turned to me, seeing i was only on singlet wanted to reject the shirt, but I insisted.
“Don’t, you are cold, I hardly catch cold!” I lied. Even though I was dealing with cold myself, i had to control it so she doesn’t think I am cold and reject the shirt.
“You, know...” Fiona said thoughtfully.
I turned to her. She looked angelic and peaceful as she sat with my shirt on her shoulder.
“I had this attraction for you the first time I saw you that morning I twisted my ankle. You carried me to the car, that was something no man has ever done for me...”
The sound of the bed in our room behind us shaking and glass breaking cut Fiona short. Phila was now mourning loudly, uttering the peace of the night. I and Fiona exchanged a glance and laughed. Phila mourned even louder and a stout white lady in a black gown came out of a door in an office adjacent us at our right. She looked our direction and then hesitated before going back inside.
I and Fiona laughed again, that moment I realized she was so beautiful when she laughed. She stopped and looked at me thoughtfully. I leaned closer and she closed her eyes. Our lips met, she reciprocated and we began kissing passionately.
“Stop that noise!” A lady shouted
We abruptly broke our kiss and turned to the elderly lady standing with her husband in front of the room opposite ours. But Phila seem to even increased her voice and dad joined. They were mourning like porn stars on drugs.
The old couple frowned and headed towards the reception adjacent us. I and Fiona turned to each other.
“Trouble!” Fiona said laughing. I joined her and we both laughed heartily.
Fiona then leaned on my shoulder and I crossed my hand around her. We sat silently listening the banging in the room. I was expecting dad to stop any moment, but he continued. At a point, Phila started mourning like was dying. That made Fiona sat up and looked behind her.
“Are you sure she is fine?”
Before I could think of a good answer to the question, The old couple came out of the reception. The lady shot i and Fiona a contempt look and pulled her husband by the hand into the room.
Dad and Fiona finally ended their sporting. I was relieved and as the night’s peace returned.
“Let’s go to the car”. Fiona whispered into my ears in a sexy tone.
I knew what she was up to and stood up. She followed me. We entered the back seat and as soon I shut the door, she pulled me to herself and we began kissing. She wrapped her legs around my waist and held me close. We exchanged lips and tongues passionately. Then I descended to her neck, ears, chest, there she sat up and took off her blouse and exposed too lovely big boobs with huge nipples. I put my mouth on each nipple and sucked, nibble and brushed with my tongue and lips while I caress them both simultaneously.
Then moved down to her pubic rejoin, took off her trouser and pant. Kissed her down in-between her legs and placed my mouth on her clitoris, sucking hard and fingering her moist Vaginal simultaneously. I ensured my finger was hitting the G spot as I fingered. She so practically hysterical. I continued sucking harder and hitting the G spot until she ejaculated.
Then she bent over and sucked my dick. She sucked really good; stroking my balls, a finger on in-between my anus and balls and her bold lips were wonderful on my dick. As soon as i was hard enough, she mouthed me on cow girl reverse and rode me so well and i mourned silently while I stimulated her clitoris from behind.
We were going on smoothly and I was about to cum when I spotted two black men moving suspiciously towards our room. I stopped and looked closely, one of them had his hand in his black jacket. I stopped Fiona and gently moved away from her. She was confused, but when she saw what i was looking at, she became scared.

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CHAPTER TWO

We drove in silence as dad sped on the high way. His whole attention was on the road as he muttered some things to himself and kept wiping his face with the back of his hand. I was still trying to figure him out as I sat on my seat stealing glances at him.
He soon swerved to a bend maintaining same speed racing down the dusty road with bushes on both sides. I said nothing but kept quiet until he suddenly pulled over at a lonely place and hurried out of the car to the trunk, I needed no one to tell me to follow him.
Dad took out an automatic 9mm and pointed it to the trunk as he yanked it open. The Asian swiftly swung a knife at us, he narrowly missed dad’s hand and attempted to jump off the trunk but stopped when dad pointed the gun at him and said in the same cold tone he first used on I and Phila. “Don’t let me blow your fucking brains off!”
The Asian suddenly sat back in the trunk looking pitifully at us.
“Where is Sly?” dad asked in same tone.
“Who the Bleep is Sly?” the Asian replied arrogantly.
“Don’t play dumb with me, where’s he?”
The Asian looked at both of us and spat on the floor. “Go Bleep yourself!”
A loud gunshot echoed and the Asian screamed in pain, bent over clinging on to his tummy. I was startled. Dad just shot the guy.
“What? You want to kill him?” I yelled at dad and made to go closer to see if he was still alive.
“Get back!” Dad yelled at me. His voice felt like electrocution and I froze where I stood.
“The next bullet is going to your balls after the count of three. One... two...”
“Okay, okay I will talk” The Asian said with his bloody hand stopping dad.
“Start talking”
“Saint Margret”. He said
Dad winced at him and stretched the gun towards him. I was scared that he would shoot again but said nothing.
“Are you sure?” Dad asked in same tone.
“I swear with my daughter’s life”
Dad dropped the gun by his side and turned to me. “Do you believe him?”
The Asian was looking at me to nod my head for his life sake. I felt pity for him and said. “Yes, I believe him” Even though I wasn’t convinced.
A loud gunshot echoed. The Asian dropped on his back and his body jerked a little before he remained still looking blankly in the air with blood dropping from his forehead.
I turned to dad in utmost surprise and fright. He just shot a man dead in cold blood and stood complacently looking at him. I was still dumb folded; he moved to the trunk, jerked the dead man off the trunk, dropped him on the floor and shut the trunk.
“Let’s go!” he said walking to the driver side of the car.
“Go where? You just killed a man! Someone’s dad!” I barked angrily.
Dad paused like someone who forgot something as he was about opening the car door. Then he turned and walked up to me, stood in front of me with his eyes on my face while I tried to avoid contact with his.
“Do you want us to succeed in this mission or not?” He asked
I said nothing.
“Look son, sometimes you do things you are not proud of. Maybe that’s his destiny, to be killed by me”. Then he placed his hand around my neck. “Look son, stop being a wimp, I used to be like you once until.... well, that’s not important now, get into the car, we got Sly to rescue”. Then he left me and entered the car.
I stood looking at the dead Asian lying in the pool of his blood. Then I scanned through the deserted place and wondered if his body would ever be found. We just killed a cop with witnesses.
“Get into the goddamned car!” Dad barked.
I jerked at the sound of his voice and rushed into the car. As he reversed, the back tire climbed over the dead Asian.
“For Bleep sake!” I yelled at him.
He ignored me and raced to the road.
About an hour twenty minutes later we stopped in front of the hospital and dad’s attention was at the entrance door, he was muttering something to himself and scratching his beards. I was still trying to rid the death of the Asian off my mind when his voice called my attention.
“You go in, check the perimeter, take note of things and come back here in 5”. His eyes still at the hospital.
I looked at him as he kept muttering things to himself and wondered if he was still sane, how could he ask me to go in when our faces would have been everywhere? But I couldn’t bring myself to challenging him so I quietly asked “Why don’t we go together?”
“Stop talking silly and do what I asked you”. Dad retorted without taking his eyes off the hospital entrance.
I looked at the direction he was staring at and saw people including nurses going in and out.
“We have less than two hours before they will be on our asses”. Dad said in a softer tone and turned to me. “We have to get Sly out of there”
I nodded and stepped down from the car. As I looked at the hospital I felt like everyone knew who I was, so I bent my head and started towards the entrance.
The hall was busy with patients, nurses and doctors; no one even took notice of me. I looked around and decided to walk towards a hall way in front. The first door had on it PHARMACEUTICAL, I moved to the next while looking opposite through the glass opening at the stack of files arranged on different shelves. Then I bumped into a black fat man walking with a little girl.
“Watch it lady!” the fat man said. I apologized and he walked away with the little girl.
The next door had on it DOCTOR KYLE, I looked through the window and saw a young Indian doctor busy writing down something in a file on his table.
“Excuse me madam”. I tiny voice called from behind.
I didn’t know it was I the person was referring to, but I turned subconsciously and met a chubby white security lady that made me uncomfortably conscious.
“Do you need anything?” She asked looking at me suspiciously.
“Yes...em..actually...em... I am looking for someone”. I struggled to keep a steady tone, even though I was scared and nervous.
“Family?” she asked still looking at me suspiciously.
“Yes”. I said and swallowed hard.
She turned to three white nurses attending to five persons standing across their table and pointed. “Ask those nurses”
I thanked her and before she walked away I called her back. She turned and winced at me.
“Please, I am scared. I heard there’s a criminal in this hospital?”
I could see the obvious surprise on her face. That moment, I started feeling I made a mistake to have asked such question to a security personnel.
“No, he is in a different ward”. She said still looking at me.
I thanked her and walked towards the nurse she pointed. One of the nurses was arguing with an elderly white lady who insisted on seeing a particular doctor. The nurse in the middle just finished with a young man that walked away smiling. So I walked up to her and greeted. She replied with a smile. Then I beamed a friendly smile as I said cautiously. “My uncle is here. Heard he is under police custody”
“You are not allowed in there” she said and smiled at the lady behind me. “Hold on a little”, then she turned to me. “Can I attend to the next person please?”
“Just tell me where he is”. I said with my hands on the table leaning closer to her.
“Do you have a something from the police, anything?” The nurse asked impatiently.
As I was stammering, thinking of how best to sway her over, two cops walked in and went straight upstairs. I quickly left her table and she immediately started attending to the African lady behind me.
I walked carefully towards the stairs and looked out for the security lady; she was busy talking with a tall, dark security guy. That was it, I hurried upstairs and stopped a safe distance behind so the cops wouldn’t know I was tailing them.
They took a bend and I hurried to catch up and hid with my back on the wall as I peep and saw them greeting four armed men; three whites and one Italian.
That was all I needed. My assignment was over. As I turned to leave, I bumped into a janitor; a slim tall white girl.
“You are not allowed here”. The girl said looking at me strangely as she walked passed.
I hurried downstairs, and to the car where dad sat patiently waiting for me. He turned to me and asked as I settled in. “Where is he?”
I waited until I caught my breath before saying, “Up stairs. But no one is allowed there”
“How many are they?”
“Four outside, I don’t know how many inside”
He looked uneasily in front of him and then hit the steering angrily twice startling me.
“We are going in now!” dad said and took out his gun, looked at it and replaced it under his belt.
“Are you out of your mind?!” I barked not knowing when the words came out of my mouth.
He shot me a glance and said. “Are you coming?” as he opened the door.
I looked at the hospital and the people going in and out through the door, then shook my head and concluded that he was insane.
“Hey, are you coming?” He asked again looking at me ominously.
“No”. I said looking him in the eyes not minding how he would take it.
He hesitated a little, looked around and then said to me. “Stay in the car, I am coming”.
I watched him disappeared through the entrance and panic engulfed me. If I had known he was not psychologically balanced, I wouldn’t have agreed for him to begin this journey with me.
I was about turning on the radio to check if they were already talking about the attack at the other hospital when I heard sirens. I looked towards the entrance, dad was nowhere in view. Before I could think of something, three police cars drove in and a van behind them. The doors opened abruptly as the cars stopped and heavily armed men hurried out. About seven men ran into the hospital while others stood by the cars looking ominously around.
Where was dad? My fears and panic increased as I buried my head on the dashboard.

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CHAPTER ONE

The next morning I felt someone touched my arm; I jerked up abruptly and wanted to swing a punch when I discovered it was Phila. She was startled and terrified.
“I am sorry”. I said as I sat up feeling awkward.
She smiled and sat on the bed beside me. “It’s okay, I understand”. She turned to Amaka who sat on dad’s bed sleeping and then turned to me. “I am leaving. Jude has bailed Fiona, she’s at my place currently, I need to go see her”.
Dad walked in with three cups of coffee and stopped at the door looking at us with a smile on his face. Amaka sat up abruptly and went to him, swinging her tail.
“Gossiping about me?” Dad asked and walked in. He gave Phila a cup with a smile and then me.
“Who has time to talk about you” Phila said and sipped from her cup.
Dad smiled and sat on his bed. “Boy, how was your night? Hope no nightmares?”Dad asked me.
I smiled and said. “Fine”

We later walked Phila to the car and stood until she drove out of sight. Then dad turned to me “You said these guys came to Africa and found you?”
I nodded.
“This August, he is a cop right?”
“Yeah he is”
He looked blankly around and said without looking at me. “I have been giving it a thought; I think we should see Sly first”
I turned to him wondering if he had lost his mind “Sly is strictly protected, we can’t get passed even the nurses”
He turned to me with a smile and said. “I need my crew; Sly knows where I can find them”
I heaved and anticipated the magic he would perform.

Later that afternoon, we were in front of the hospital, I couldn’t believe my transformation after I wore a female costume; I looked so much like a 35 year old lady in a black sleeve cleavage baring blouse that was showing my silicon cleavage (it looked so like the real thing) and a long brown skirt with bum pad inside giving me a nice butt, on my feet were a pair of black female boot. A long Brazilian wig sat naturally on my head with two dangling earrings shooting underneath it, a perfect make up that transformed me completely and a handbag that looked ridiculously stupid.
Dad didn’t allow me look in the mirror until he was done, I was completely mesmerized at the transformation. I could barely recognize it was I and not a sexy lady. When that came into the room with the costume bag, I scuffed at the idea of being made a lady, but after seeing how real it looked, I was thrilled. Dad was good.
“Now look” Dad said handing me a handful of gums. “You are going to distract the cops and I will get passed them” Then stepped out of the car before I could ask him how I was going to do that.
He walked confidently into the hospital looking like a dangerous detective, in his afro hair and beards. He was in a check sleeve top he folded the hands, and a black jeans that rested on his black boot.
I hurriedly stepped down and followed him into the hospital.
When we were in, his eyes were on the two nurses at the glass counter while he whispered to me. “Go! Distract them!”
Before I could say a word he was walking towards the nurses. I felt like one left to drown in an ocean of sharks. I stood there watching as he started talking with the nurses and they were smiling. I shook my head in frustration and went towards Sly’s ward with my heart throbbing violently.
As I approached the door, I saw two cops in uniform, a white heavily built guy and an Asian tall man standing in front of the door; they turned to me and was looking suspiciously. That moment, I felt like I was going to have a heart attack. But I summoned courage, threw a gum in my mouth and walked up to them beaming a smile.
“Hi”. I said in a female tone that I felt sounded ridiculous.
The men nodded and waited for me to continue. I swallowed hard and beamed a smile trying to be flirty. “I...wanted to ask where I could get a candy”
The white guy smiled and nodded “Just candy?”
I was shocked he replied in a friendly tone and decided to be a little silly making my countenance signalling lusting after him “What else do you have?” Then I purposely dropped a gum and smiled looking at them. I turned so could see my butt and slowly picked it up and turned back to them.
“Hmm... I got more candy if you know what I mean”
I smiled and adjusted my blouse so the cleavage would be more evident as I prayed silently for dad to come and perform the magic before I get into trouble. I wanted to say something but was interrupted by the Asian guy.
“Hey lady! What do you want?” He barked at me
The white guy turned to him and said between his teeth. “ Don’t be rude!”
“We are on duty here, if you need anything go ask the nurses!” The Asian angrily said.
I felt stupid looking at them, there was nothing more I could do and dad hasn’t shown up yet. I needed not show him I was incompetent, I need to prove to him I was better than him, so I turned to the white guy who apparently was into me. “Can I have your number?”
The Asian guy shot him a disapproving look and scolded. “what’s wrong with you! That’s a dude! Are you fooled by the way he talks?”
I was caught and was completely transfixed. Now, I needed dad to come and save me. but to my surprise, the white gut turned to me with a smile.
“Are you a transgender?”
I nodded, not knowing if I was doing the right thing.
“Still got dick?”
I didn’t know what to say so I kept quiet looking at him.
“Don’t be embarrassed, I like them with dicks” He said with a Hot smile on his face that scared me.
“Don’t be silly!” The Asian scuffed and was about looking away when dad appeared from behind and knocked him down with a punch. The white guy turned, but dad was quick to grab by his neck and held him tightly while he struggled. Few seconds later he collapsed without making a sound. Dad gently dropped him on the floor and signalled me over.
“Open that door!” He commanded pointing to the door opposite.
I was still dazed at the way dad took out two huge men with non making a sound.
“Hurry up!” He called in a whisper.
I jumped and helped him take the bodies to the room. Then he hurried out of the room while I followed. Before he opened the door, he looked on both sides and slowly turned the door knob. Three cops where inside and they turned us abruptly. Dad let out the first shot and killed the first cop reaching for his gun. Then he ran in and jumped on the bed while in the air he shot the second. The third fired but he was already on under the bed. The third turned to me, I quickly ran away shut the door. Two more shots followed and there was silence.
Three nurses ran to see what was happening and when they saw me they paused and began whispering within themselves. Some more nurses came from the opposite direction.
I stood completely confused. The only thing I could think of was to move out of the door and suddenly the door opened and dad came out without Sly. I was surprised he came out alone.
“Where is he?” I asked.
“He’s not there”. Dad answered as he looked around at the cameras .He pointed a gun at one of the nurses and said. “Where is the monitor?”
The petrified nurse pointed upstairs. He turned to me and said. “We got to go in 5”. Then ran upstairs leaving me standing in the midst of scared nurses.
As I waited for dad to return, a nurse took me a snap shot with her phone and when I turned to her, she hid it, before I could think of what next to do, dad came back and shot three shots in the air. “Everyone get out!” he yelled.
There was a sudden frenzy as nurses yelled and ran on different directions. He ran into the opposite room and pulled up the Asian cop. “Help me” he called the terrified me who was scared that we had called more trouble to ourselves. I helped him and we carried to unconscious cop with his hands around our necks to the car. Dad hurried to the steering and we were off.

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EPISODE 42

The car drove for hours and stopped. My heart jumped into my mouth as i remembered videos on the internet of African soldiers dealing with offenders. I had always dreaded being in such situation and there i was, in the trunk of an African military officer who caught me in a hotel with his wife, what would my fate be?
The trunk yanked open and the faces of the three men were looking down on me. I looked around and discovered we were in the middle of nowhere by the roadside of a high way.
"Come down!" The elderly man commanded.
I slowly climbed down with my eyes on them and my heart throbbing fast. The elderly man's eyes were blazing with anger. I stylishly looked for Fiona, she was nowhere, my fear increased.
"Who are you?" The elderly man asked startling me.
"Mike Junior"
"What kind of stupid name is that? But I don't care to know who you're. Any day I see you around Fee, I promise you, I'll cut off your manhood!"
I swallowed hard and didn't know when my two hands grabbed my dick in subconscious protection.
"Search him! Rid him of every penny". The elderly man commanded.
They dug their hands into my pocket and emptied it. I wondered what my fate would be, left alone in that deserted place all by myself.
The elderly man motioned his boys back to the car, two went before him and opened the right backseat door for him.
As soon as he was in, they all returned to the car and drove off. It was after I lost sight of their car that I realized how precarious the situation i was in; no shirt on, no shoes on, just my trouser. I searched my pocket if by chance i would stumble on some change , I found only 340 bucks in the smaller compartment of my left back pocket. The money felt like millions that moment as i celebrated it, it ignited a surge of hope in me. But it was only a change, it may not carry me far, at least it was something. So i looked around for any means of transportation, the road seemed deserted.
After waiting in the scorching sun for maybe an hour, a bike was spotted riding towards me. I tried to wave him down when he came closer, but he just increased his speed without making any attempt to look my direction.
I then realized I may not see any transportation around that area and something told me it would be risky at night to be around there. So I began walking. The sun wasn't helping, it felt like it was drying up every moisture in my skin. The ground wasn't making matters easy, it was like I was litterally walking on hot coal.
After about two hours or more; it was dusk and I was yet to see any human. All that was around me were bushes on both sides of the tared road.
I continued and finally saw a mud house a little farther by the road side, surrounded by bushes. It was so relieving seeing what looks like help. I was ready to empty my account for a cup of chilled water.
So immediately, i rushed to the hut and knocked on the wooden door. No one answered, I knocked again, still no one, I then decided to open the door and look inside. There was an old small unwrapped mattress on the floor, an old wooden table and some rags hung on the wall.
I carefully walked inside hoping to find water, and luck shone on me when I saw a big clay pot with a stainless cup faced upside down on top of it. I opened it and found water. It felt like Christmas! I was on the fourth cup of the chilled water i spilled down my chest as i drank horridly when i realized the water tasted like wet dust. But that wasn't my concern anymore, at least i was back to life. I emptied two cups on my head and washed my face with another before i strolled out of the hut.
I stood in front of the hut feeling grateful when suddenly it was dawn on me what I just did; drinking from a pot in a dirty old house I didn't even know if a mad person lived in.
"Thief!" A feeble female voice startled me and i spun abruptly.
A very old lady was wielding a stick at me, she looked partly deranged, her hairs were gray and unkempt, her teeth were all gone and the ones remaining were dark brown, she could barely stand up straight; she wore nothing on top, her long breasts were swinging almost close to her knees as she bent. She was on a worn out skirt and nothing on her feet. I felt like throwing up seeing whose water I just drank.
"Sorry! I'm not a thief! I thought you were in". I said with my hands half way in the air when she refused to stop yelling.
"Thief!" She coughed, still wielding the stick at me, and coming closer. I had to take to my heels while she continued shouting behind me and coughing. "Thief! Thief!"
After running farther away from her, I stopped to catch my breath. That was actually a mad woman or a witch, most definitely one of both, i assured myself. Then i had to braced myself and continued on my journey.
It was already dark and the road was lonely. As I considered my fate in this dreaded path, I began regretting having anything to do with someone's wife.
"But why would he treat me in such manner when I didn't actually Bleep her?" I found myself thinking out loud. "He has no right to do this to me. I didn't Bleep her!"
As I was talking to myself, I heard the sound of a truck approaching. My hope was restored. I turned abruptly and sighted a bright flash light beaming from afar. I started jumping and waving hysterically at it, screaming on top of my voice. The head lamp was blinding as it approached, yet I kept waving and jumping. That seemed like my last chance and it felt like life or death to me.
Luckily for me, the truck pulled over and a slim shirtless man by the passenger side shot out his head from the window and asked. "What happun?"
"I got robbed. Please take me to the nearest town where I can get a cab or a bus". I said, knowing I had to mention robbery to explain how i was dressed, else i would be considered a mad man.
"They lorb you? Chai! Chai! Who lorb you?". The man asked almost shouting amidst the noise of the truck's engine.
"some guys. Please take me out of here". I desperately begged.
"Chai! Chai!" The man continue saying looking pitifully at me.
The driver said something and the man turned to him, they both talked a little before he returned to me.
"Enter back! Back!". pointing behind the truck.
I was overjoyed and rushed to the back. My face stiffined when I saw cows. First, I dreaded cows from childhood, i always thought they would stab me with their horns and secondly, the stench cows emits disgust me. And so i ran back to the man to remind him, just incase he forgot what he had behind. "The back is full. I mean cows!"
"Okay. We go. Sorry". He said impatiently and turned to the driver.
"Wait, wait, wait. Alright!". I said, realizing i would lose my only chance of leaving that eerie place if i considered my disgust and fears. So i rushed to the back as the driver wasted no time to engage the engine. I jumped into the back before the truck navigated into the road, climbed in and sat at the rear end while conscious of the cows looking ominously at me.
We arrived a small town and the truck stopped. I looked around wondering why he stopped, then the man by the passenger side came to me and yelled. "Come down go!"
I sat up and looked down. "Can I get a cab from here?"
"Chai! Come down go!" He bellowed surprisingly.
I was startled by the sudden change in his mood. Then i slowly climbed down and before I could thank him he rushed back into the truck and they were gone.
I looked around the slightly busy place and started feeling something cold and wet on my butt, I felt the moist soft substance and brought my hand to my nose, it was cow dung.
"Damn! Now I literally look like a mad man!". I said aloud in anger.
it was already dark by the time. I scanned for any means of transportation and found a big bus people were rushing into and a teenager screaming " Olowo Olowo village!" and collecting money from everyone entering.
First, I looked around for something to wipe off the dung, found a piece of paper, tried to wipe it off but it left a huge patch. At least it was out but not the awfully smell.
I walked towards the bus and stood by the corner looking for someone approachable, everyone was spell-bound on entering the bus that no one cared to know if the other was dying. I found a lady who looked slightly civilized than others waiting to enter the bus, she doesn't look like she was in the mood for the brouhaha. I summoned courage and approached her . "Excuse me ma'am".
She turned and when she saw i was shirtless, she flinched and jumped aside looking at me dreadfully. Before she could move away, I added. "I was robbed! They took everything from me, my car, money, everything; i hitched hiked a cow truck down here. Please, I need to get to town. Is this bus going?"
I noticed she was relaxed a little, all the tension had gradually subsided. "You're a foreigner?". She asked.
"Yes ma'am". I said humbly, covering my breast with my hands.
I noticed a brightness on her face. Then she said. "No bus is going to town by this hour". She looked at her slim leather watch on her wrist. "It's past nine".
"Bleep!" I muttered. I looked around the place for where I could possibly pass the night, but it looked so dreadful. Then i asked. "Where's this bus headed?"
"A nearby village".
I felt so weak and tired. My legs could barely hold me up any further, my tummy rumbled of hunger.
"You can pass the night at my place. That's if you don't mind". She said.
Her gesture surprised me. For the first time, i actually took notice of her. She wasn't really anything close to my spec. Her natural hair was tied in a ponytail, no make-up on her face; she was putting on a cheap purple singlet on a black skin tight jean trouser. On her wrist were three rubber purple bangles and on her ears were a set of dangling outdated earrings. She was dark in complexion with a pointed nose on an oval face. She was slim from her neck downwards but had a broad hip, about 5.3" and looked like she was in her forties.
I considered the offer again and wanted to decline but knew I had no option but to accept. At least I would hope for the best.

EPISODE 41

Four days after, the dogs became used to me. They allowed me come close but were still hostile when I try to touch them. At least they don't bark at the sight of my presence anymore. Plan A was executed, now it was time for Plan B; and that was how to pass the police guards in the house and the ones in the compound. I suddenly wished the old man would come to my rescue.
That night, I tried severally to sneak out but the guards in the house were fully awake and the voices of the ones outside was heard in my room.
It was past 2 am and I was still hoping for the slightest chance of my escape. The place suddenly felt like it was being drained of air as I walked about the room in worry.
At about 4 am, i went to check if the guys in the sitting room were still awake, they had dozed off in front of the TV. I snuck to the exit door, gently opened it, looked out, the coast seemed clear, no police guard in view just the dogs and they weren't my concern anymore. So I hurried towards the gate and found it padlocked. I looked at the high fence and was considering trying to scale through.
"Sir!". An hostile voice called from behind me.
I spun abruptly and saw the officer in charge of the dogs. He was surprised to see me outside and was vivid in his countenance. I knew I had to cover up and so quickly added. "Oh! You are here". I searched for a good lie and the first thing that popped into my head was. "I was finding it hard to sleep. I need some air".
"Okay sir!" He said and stood there looking at me.
I pretentiously moved away from the fence and walked slowly about pacing blankly and swinging my hands. I noticed that the guard was on my trail, though at a far pace. I stopped in front of one of the dogs lying on it's tummy and tried to play with it, but it was too bored for a conversation. So I turned towards the house and went in. My plan B had been thwarted. Though it wasn't properly planned, just thought I could see my chances.
The next day at noon, i sat on my bed reviewing my plans and discovered that the Plan B was a very stupid idea, although it was a trial plan, but what if they had caught me trying to scale over the fence?
"How am I going to go past that fence?". I murmured.
The door opened and Johnbull walked in. I never knew I would be so happy and angry simultaneously like I felt seeing him. Immediately, I stood up and said.
"You have to get me out of here today!"
He smiled looking me straight in the face. "You have to remain here. You're not safe outside".
I walked up to him, met his eyes and said in a cold tone. "I need my lawyer!".
He winced and giggled mockingly, then walked to the window, pushed aside the curtain, looked outside and said. "What do you need a lawyer for?".
I felt he wasn't taking me seriously. I walked up to him angrily and yanked him by the shoulder to face me. " look here here Mr. man! I'm not staying a second or else I assume I'm held against my wish! And I'll sue you for it!"
He examined my face and maybe he saw seriousness because his face adjusted to business.
"I will completely wash my hands off your case, hope you know the implication of that?" He asked.
"Just get me out of here". I muttered.
He nodded and took a quick glance around the room then said. "Get ready. I'll be living soon".
I couldn't believe my ears. I stood startled while he walked away.
Johnbull dropped me off in front of an hotel and drove off without saying a word or looking my direction. I went to the hotel's bar section and sat with a glass of scotch. Then suddenly felt the need to call Daniela. I knew I couldn't use my line, so I looked around for someone I could borrow his phone. The bar man seemed like a good choice so i called on him. "Excuse me sir". I beckoned the bar man over. He came closer with questions on his face. "I will give you 10 thousand bucks to use your phone". I took out a bundle of local cash and counted out 10 thousand. His eyes was on the money while i counted.
" Sure! But I don't have airtime". The bar man said.
I counted a thousand bucks and gave to him to recharge with. He happily took the money, jetted out and returned in 10 minutes time.
"Here it is sir". Handing the phone to me.
"Thanks!" I said retrieving it.
Immediately, I dialed Daniela's local number from a piece of paper I jotted it in, it was switched off. I tried Gabriel's, his too was switched off. I then assumed they had traveled. So I tried Daniela's international office line, it rang twice before her voice came through.
"Hello".
"Hello, it's Mike". I said hastily.
"Mike! They finally let you!". Her voice beamed with excitement.
"Yes, they allowed me out today".
"They didn't allow us to see you!". She sounded sad.
"I figured. They left me on my own"
"Damn! How are we going to do this?"
"Yeah. That's why I called. I need that surgeon George was talking about".
There was a momentary pause, then she said. "Okay. I'll get back to you, this number right?".
"No, send it to my mail".
"Mike...". She called.
"Yes".
After a brief silence, she said. "Be careful".
"Thanks, I will".
I returned the phone and sat thinking of my next move. My attention fell a on a dark advanced athletic man in white sleeve shirt, seated at my left at the counter, he seemed to be busy with his glass of whatsoever he was drinking. Something about him was spooky. I simply focused on my drink and ignored him.
I finished my drink and was about leaving, the man said something i didn't grasp, so i stopped and asked. "Sorry?".
"You need a body guard". He said with the glass cup on his lips.
I looked around if any suspicious fellow was around before i carefully moved closer to him, observing his body language to know when to defend myself.
"What did you say?". I asked.
He turned to me, his eyes were blood shot, his lips dark as scarlet. He looked at me with a dreadful smile on his face and said in a husky tone. "I found you, if i wanted you dead you would have been dead".
I was startled. "Who are you? What do you know about me?".
He smiled."I am a business man and a professional". Then he drank from his glass and continued. "Mike right?". I didn't answer and he went on. "You need me. I'm can protect you from those assassins".
He was interesting, so i sat down and said. "Tell me what you know".
"It will cost you". He said and sipped from his glass.
"How much?".
He looked away and said. "200 thousand bucks a month, with stipends of 50 thousand bucks every week for my expencies".
"I laughed and asked. "I that not too exorbitant?".
"Can you quantify your life to money?". He asked and looked away.
I examined the man carefully, he was looked dangerous; his arms were powerful with thick veins and his fist were huge. A thick scar cut across his left ear to his jaw. His head and face were bald except for a full goatie hanging under his jaw. He striked me like someone i could use, so i agreed to his proposal and for him to begin immediatley. He demanded for 50 thousand bucks, which i gave him 10 thousand and promised to complete it the next day. And so i got myself a bodyguard.
The next day, I told Khaha, the name my bodyguard gave as his to call me a cab that would take me to a mall. I covered my face with a face hat and sunshade as we set out. I finished shopping with Kaha carrying the bag for me.
As we were returning to my car, i remembered i needed a pack of cigarette and asked Khaha to get it for me. I was about entering the car when i noticed a lady struggling with a man in-between some cars just beside my cab. I impulsively walked towards them and noticed that he had a knife and was trying to snatch her bag. The moment I saw the knife, my whole body cautioned me to leave. As I was about minding my business, the lady called out helplessly.
"Sir help me! Help please!"
Something just happened to me, I found myself moving towards them. When the guy saw me coming, he pointed the kitchen knife he held in one hand at me, while his other hand still held on tight to the lady's bag.
"Stay out of this! Stay clear!" He yelled.
I was thinking of what to do and how to get the knife off his hand. I took a step closer and he also took a step towards me weiding his knife, but still held on to the lady's bag. Quickly, I threw the bag of grocery on his face, rushed him, grabbed the hand with the knife and sent a strong blow straight on his nose. He moved backwards letting go of the bag and knife with his hands placed on his nose. Then he looked up at me with rage in his eyes still holding his nose. At that moment attention was already drawn as people began gathering around. The thief hesitated looking at the lady who was behind me with her bag in her hands now, and suddenly, he took to his heels.
After he was gone, I felt my whole body still adjusting to the shock. I didn't know what came over me. Then I noticed someone was behind me and slowly turned towards her, it was the lady, she was still afraid, clinging to her bag firmly.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
She smiled and thanked me. Then left.
I was picking up the scattered grocery ignoring the crowd and was putting them back in the bag when Kaha came with four packs of cigarette.
"What happened here ?". Khaha asked.
I was about answering Khaha when a familiar female voice called behind me. "Mike?".
I turned and met a very fresh light skin thigh that extended up to a dotted black hugged mini gown and then I recognized the face as Fiona's. Immediately I stood up and felt a kinda butterfly in my stomach. She was so beautiful and sexy looking.
"Hey!" I said.
She hugged me and when she broke the hug she said excitedly. "Where have you been? Nobody was telling me anything. I came to your house twice and your mum said you were not back. I was scared, I thought something had happened to you and they were keeping it from me".
I smiled, told her everything and introduced my new bodyguard to her. She was really happy to see me. She suggested that we joined her in her car, and so we did and she drove us to the hotel.
"One hotel room to the next". Fiona said as she walked into the room with I behind her shutting the door.
"It will end very soon". I said, after I was done with the door.
"How?" She asked, turning to me.
I slowly walked into the room and stopped in front of her. "I'm considering a face change".
She gave me a puzzling look. "Like a surgery?"
I smiled and took a seat on a couch. She came to the seat and joined me.
"Why would you want to do that?" She inquired.
I smiled boyishly. "Coz I wanna look more handsome". Then laughed.
She shook her head smiling and stiffened to a serious stare. "Talk to me Mike, is it because of the attempts on your life?"
"What would you think of me having a pointed nose, high cheekbones and a narrow sexy blue eyes with a perfect lips to go with?". I exaggerated with my hands describing it.
"Come off it Mike! Don't lose this handsome face that caught my attention. You stole my heart with it". Then she realized her mistake and looked embarrassed.
Those words called my attention to her. I suddenly felt my body responding to her presence, my groin was getting rigid and her embarrassed face was as sexy as Bleep!
I turned to her and said in a lighter mood with a smile. "You think I'm handsome?"
She giggled and pushed me slightly on the chest. "Get away! You're ugly!"
I moved closer to her. My heart bounding uncontrollably and I asked again with more seriousness. "Do you find me fuckable?".
She looked at me, her eyes gave me the answer I needed, then she looked away and stood up. "Who's going to do the surgery? Do you have any plastic surgeon in mind?"
I stood up and followed behind her, she turned and was startled to see me very close. She scuffed and asked. "what's this?"
"You're a sexy goddess". I said in a tone laden with emotion.
She blushed and moved towards the window. "You're acting funny Mike"
I followed her; her big round buttocks in the gown was so tempting that I held her around her waist from behind. "I wanna make love to you". I said in my charming seductive tone.
She gently removed my hands and moved away from me before she turned to face me. "Is it because of what I said you're acting this funny? I'm married! Married to a top military officer who will kill anyone that as much as kiss me".
"I'm ready to die! I want you so desperately". I said moving closer to her.
"Stop! Stop right where you are! What has come over you?" She bellowed.
"You! Been keeping it to myself. I know you want me too".
"Are you high?!". She amusingly yelled.
"Yes! I'm with you!". I said coming closer to her.
"Don't get me wrong Mike, I like you, but not in this way". She said, moving away from me slowly.
I suddenly realized I was making a fool of myself. She was married, here I was trying to seduce the wife of a military officer. What was I thinking?.
"I'm sorry. I was just... You know... You're so beautiful and hot... I ... I'm sorry". I apologized
"It's okay". She said smiling. Then sat on the bed. I sat with her trying to focus on the matter at hand.
"You know, this situation i am in has completely drained my sense of reasoning." I said feeling sorry for my actions and turned to apologise properly, only to find her lying on her tummy, her face buried in the bed, and her gown up her buttocks exposing a white and pink netted thong underwear. The minute I saw that, I forgot her scolding, my dick was doing the thinking for me.
I gently robbed my hand up her thigh to her ass, she didn't make any attempt to resist. This was hopeful. I touched her soft fat ass and grabbed it, then laid beside her. I continued caressing her ass running my fingers up and down between her legs that was getting moist. Suddenly, she swiftly removed my hand and turned over to face me. " what?" She asked in a flirty tone.
I knew I had gotten her. My heart raced even faster, I knew I had to make better move this time and so I came closer and we locked eyes for few seconds before I kissed her. She didn't resist nor kissed back. I pressed my lips into hers, softly pathed her lips with mine, slowly slide my lips into her mouth with my hands caressing her waist and sucked on her up and lower lip while my tongue skillfully sliding in and out of her mouth meeting her tongue at intervals. Then she responded and we kissed passionately with our eyes closed.
I was about getting excited when she turned away and hid her face from me.
"What's going in?". I gently asked drawing closer to her.
"Mike, please lets stop this!". She said with her head bent low.
The sound on her tone hinted seriousness. I then decided to let her be. She suddenly stood up and wondered towards a table across the bed and took a glass from it, sat on the table and was looking at me. The look on her face told me I was the center of her thought. So I stood up and walked up to her.
"What do you want?'' I asked caressing her arm.
She drew her shoulder from my touch and handed me the cup. I took it from her wondering what's cooking on her mind.
She stood up abruptly and announced. "I'm leaving!"
I was shocked by her statement but kept calm. She took a glance at me and was about leaving when I grabbed her, pulled her to myself and planted a hungry kiss on her. She gave a feeble resistance but I was too strong for her.
Then I loosen my grip on her and said coldly. "Hey! Stop this! You want this as much as I do. At least you resisted. Let it be that you resisted but I forced you". With that, I kissed her and she didn't resist. I continued and finally she yielded. We kissed passionately and hungrily. She was such a good kisser that I struggled to keep up the pace.
Then I broke the kiss suddenly and led her to the bed with our eyes locked on each other's. Standing by the bed, I kissed her soft bold lips again with my hands running through her voluptuous body. I could feel her heart beat rising, I could feel the heat of the air from her nostrils on my face. Kissing Fiona felt unique it was something different.
We ended on the bed still caressing our lips and tongue against each others. I moved up and knelt in front of her while her back laid on the bed and eyes staring right at me. I took off my shirt and loosen my belt. She just laid there looking at me. I came down from the bed, kissing her bare thighs while I pulled up her gown. I kissed in-between each thigh as I ascended to her sweet spot.
Her skirt was up, I had taken off her pant and my head was between her legs giving her the suck of her life. She moaned uncontrollably, tossing her legs recklessly on my shoulder, neck and head. And then, she suddenly moved away from me, pulled down her gown, hurried off from the bed, quickly picked up her pant and hastily slide into it.
"I can't do this!". She said hurrying into her shoes.
I thought she was kidding until she dashed for the door. I had no option but to hurriedly slide into my trouser and ran after her.
I caught up with her at the stairs and stopped her.
"Come on! You don't have to leave that way!". I said trying to catch my breath.
"Let me go!". She protested while trying to break free from my grip.
"I'm sorry, I went too far. But don't leave like this!".
She eyed me maliciously and retorted. " what was I thinking? Do you know who my husband is? You're playing with fire!"
"How would he know? Except you tell him".
She was going to respond to what I said when a thick authoritative voice called. "Fiona!"
We turned simultaneously to the direction and saw a huge dark tall man in his fifties, with gray beards and bald head; two heavily built men in military uniform stood behind him. He wore a blue well starched and ironed short sleeve shirt tucked into a blue jean and a brown leather belt to match with his Italian shoe.
"What's going on here!" The man demanded.
Fiona almost fainted at the sight of him and she was evidently shivering. I needed no suitsayer to tell me my end has come. I slowly moved backwards and was about taking another step when the man pointed at me.
"If you dare take one more step, you're a dead man!".
I froze where I was. He commanded the men behind him to get me. I immediately took to my heels running back to my room and shouting Khaha's name.
Khaha rushed out of the room opposite mine, i quickly pointed behind me frighteningly. "Stop them! Stop them!".
Khaha rushed out with so much enthusiastic will to attack but when he saw the military men climbing up the stairs, he went cold; withdrew into his room and shut the door. I was so disappointing in him and rushed into my room, bolted the door and slowly moved backwards hoping the door would keep them away. And all of a sudden, a loud bang, the door bounced open and behold the two heavily built soldiers stood looking at me ominously.
They both dragged me downstairs to the back of a Mercedes Benz car. All my call on Khaha fell on deaf ears. Fiona kept begging on my behalf and the elderly man was threatening to slap her as they forced me into the trunk, i struggled with them as they tried to shut the trunk. Several strong blows was sent to my face; in the end, the trunk was shut and I was lying on my side listening to the argument between Fiona and the man. Doors closed, the car engine came alive and we began moving.

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I appeared in a vast land, everywhere was dusky blue, the floor was green beach sand kissing the horizon with nothing else in view. It was cold and silent with no one else but I and the old man.
I turned to the old man and asked. " where are we?"
He pretended not to have heard me and looked behind like he was expecting someone. I moved closer to him and repeated the question.
"She's coming". He said and moved away from me.
I felt like a dragon was going to jump out of the thin air and devour me, but I remained courageous.
"My son!" A familiar female voice said.
I turned abruptly and found a brief chubby lady figure in terrestrial glowing white body smiling at me. I almost jumped out of my skin in fear. I turned to the old man who was nodding at me and summoned the courage to ask. "Who are you?".
" Your mother ". She called.
"My mother?".
She nodded smiling. "Yes my son"
I paused a little and tried to place the picture of my mum with hers, but couldn't really make out resemblance.
" Why have you summoned me? And how is that possible that the living can meet with the dead?". I asked astonishingly.
She smiled and said. "I have very limited time. I sowed a great price for this few moment with you". Her face was filled with joyful emotions.
" Okay, what am I doing here?"
" When a ghost monitor I sent to watch over you told me about you being in danger, I had to call Manhood here to bring you to me. Your dad is alive".
I was completely startled. " My dad? They buried him. I saw his grave".
She smiled. "He is alive. Ask your uncle Sly. He alone knows about it". Then she looked behind her abruptly and then to me. " it's time. I love you son, even in death. Find your dad!". Then she disappeared.
I turned to the old man in shock. He looked impatiently at me and said. " lets go back!"
As I was about holding his hands I woke up in my bed at the safe house.
" was that a dream?" I asked myself looking around the room for the old man. Then slowly left the bed and moved to the window. It was morning already, the police guards where moving around gisting amongst themselves.
I wondered back to the bed. Was it a dream? It felt so real. I got off the bed and moved to the door, the handle was still there. I slowly opened the door, walked to the sitting room and found one of the cops that was dozing the previous night on the couch watching tv.
" Good morning". I greeted with a smile.
He quickly stood up and replied. " Morning sir!"
" You slept here right?"
He looked baffled whether to admit he was sleeping on duty or not.
" Don't worry, it's okay. I understand. Please I need coffee, cream".
He nodded and went to the kitchen.
After he had gone, i sat on the chair and began adding things up; the door. That was supposed to be an evidence. I stared at the news showing on the TV blankly with my mind wondering how possible it was that I was able to travel to the land of the dead or perhaps it was all a dream. But it felt real; the dogs, the old man, mum...I chose to believe it was real.
"My dad is alive?" I soliloquized. "But how is that possible?". I stood up and walked around the sitting room blankly".I have been to his tomb several times".
"Sir, the coffee".
I turned and found the officer standing with a cup of coffee in his hand. I wondered how long he had stood there.
" thank you" I said and took the coffee from him.
He nodded and walked away humbly.
Johnbull didn't show up all day and I was so desperate to see him. I wanted to tell him of my intention of traveling out even though it was just an intuition i chose to take seriously. I knew talking with the police guards would be a total waste of time so I prayed impatiently for him to show up.
I woke up and checked the time at the wall clock, it was 12 am, Johnbull didn't show up again. So I hoped for the next day.
The next day, i was so restless from the moment i woke up and there was no sign of till 2 pm. I walked up to officer Shaggi. " I need to make a call! ".
He looked at me hesitantly and calculatively said. " I'm sorry sir. We are ordered not to allow you make a call".
" I want to speak with Inspector Johnbull, it's urgent!". I bellowed.
Officer Shaggi gave me a pitiful stare and said. "Maybe I'll help you send him a text message".
"Okay, that will do. Please do that right away". I said feeling a spark of relieve.
The Officer Shaggi transferred his AK 47 to one hand, took out a phone from his pocket and looked at me. " what do I type? "
" tell him I want to see him urgently".
He nodded and began typing. Few minutes later, he looked up and said. "Done sir!"
I thanked him and returned to my room.
It was 5 am and no news from Johnbull. I had asked Shaggi twice if Johnbull called but met a negative reply. As I sat on my bed, I knew I had to escape, but it seem entirely impossible. I knew i couldn't keep staying in that prison, I had to escape. And then I remembered the dogs. How was I going to get past them?
I stood up, walked to the window and looked at police guards walking about, and the well fed dogs; two taking a nap, one biting its feet and the other ominously snooping for something to devour . They were six officers outside and four in the house. I sat back on the bed constructing my escape even against all odds.
"I must get across those dogs somehow". I said aloud and stood up.
On my way out, I met two police officers watching TV in the sitting room. One of them turned to me and asked. "Are you going outside sir?".
"Yes". I answered.
He stood up abruptly, the other turned attentively towards me. "Sir, the dogs are loose. You can't go out now".
" am I in a prison house?" I asked angrily.
"No sir. You're not".
"Okay. Let me have lumps of meats. Enough to fill a bucket".
The men exchanged astonishing glances and returned to me. "We don't have that much meat in this house".
"Then buy!". I said and walked back to my room.
About an hour later, a knock came on the door. I went to get it and saw the police officer with a small bucket of meat.
"Here it is sir". He said handing the meat to me.
"Thank you". I said retrieving the bucket and walked past him.
"where are you going to sir?" The police officer asked.
I stopped and asked. "Are you friends with those dogs?".
"No sir. In fact, I'm scared of them beast".
I left them and headed for the exit door.
"Why are you so concerned about the dogs sir?". The officer asked following me from behind.
I could read the meaning in his tone. He was probably suspicious or wondering the intention behind my action.
I turned to him smiling. "I love dogs. I'm really bored here, I just want to make them friends so I can play with them when next I'm this bored".
The officer and the other who sat quietly in sitting room exchanged a glance and the officer hesitated awhile scratching his head before his face suddenly brightened up. "Hold on a little". He spun and went out through the exit door.
I stood looking at the door in front of me believing he had gone to do the needful. Few minutes later, I was still staring at the door. Then the door flung open and the officer surfaced.
"You can come out sir". He said.
I stepped out of the house with circumspect and noticed the dogs were in chains. They flaired like deranged beasts the moment they set eyes on me, struggling to break free and devour me. Their eyes were viciously red, teeth like a dangerous hungry monsters and when they bark, thick saliva splattered from their mouths.
The sight of the ferocious beasts stiffened me in fear. I didn't know for how long I stood there before one of the officers barked back at them calling my attention to him but the dogs seemed to get angrier. He moved in front of the dogs and shouted even louder at them. "Stop it! Stop it now!".
The dogs suddenly heard him and buried their faces on the floor looking at him nervously.
That was pretty impressive, i thought. I looked in awe at the once four ferocious animals now trembling at the feet of their master.
"Wow!" I exhaled.
"You can come over sir!" The officer with the dog said.
I confidently moved over. One of the dogs seemed to be brewing an attack. The officer quickly yelled at it and it humbled immediately.
"Good dogs" I said and threw a lump at the one in the third by the right, immediately, the two beside it jumped and attacked it, the dog retaliated guarding its meal. I jumped away in shock but caught myself in time as I almost tripped over. The officers around exploded in laughter, I smiled in embarrassment.
"That's how they fight. Throw them more so they will stop fighting". An officer beside me said.
I threw more and each grabbed the one that feel around it. I then waited for them to finish. As soon as they finished, they all looked expectantly at me. I held out a lump and their attentions were on it. "Cool down boys". I said as I moved a step forward. The dogs were just after the meat in my hand. I then tost it at the one on the left and others attached. I threw three more in front of each and the dogs jealously attacked their meal.
When they were done, they turned to me again expecting more. I then moved forward but not entirely close; emptied the whole bucket in front of them and each dog fought for its on portion.
I was so happy watching them eat two steps away and didn't bother to attack. I smiled satisfactorily that i had finally tamed the dogs with food. I waited patiently for them to finish and slowly stretched my hand towards the head of the gentle beside the second on the right; it jumped and almost took my hand in it's mouth, I jumped backwards and fell on my buttocks. The dogs began barking in rage, struggling to break from their chains and attack me. The police officer had to shout at them many times and hit them with a stick before they could listen.

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I walked to the bathroom and looked at the assasin, then to Fiona's brother.
"This is beyond us. These guys are everywhere, they're even the police". I hastily said and turned to Fiona. "You guys have to go. I have to deal with this myself".
" How do you plan on doing it?" Fiona asked.
I moved past Fiona towards the telephone. I was about dialing Johnbull's number when a knock came on the door. I paused with the call and looked dreadfully at the door. When I turned to Fiona, she was standing still looking at the door too. Her brother appeared from the bathroom and whispered. "See who is knocking".
I slowly replaced the receiver and courageously walked to the door. "Who is that?". I asked.
"Hotel security".
I turned to Fiona's brother. He heaved, dusted his body and motioned me out of the way. I quietly moved aside and he walked to the door and opened it confidently.
"Yes, what can I do for you?" Fiona brother asked.
I saw two men in black t shirts tucked into black jeans and a gun hung on their waists. The bigger of the two said with his hands crossed his chest. "We heard gunshots. What's going on in there?".
Fiona's brother took out an ID card from his side pocket and handed it to man. "Sorry for the gunshot; it was a mistake, you can come in and see for yourself".
The man observed the card critically and handed it to his colleague who did same and then handed it to Fiona's brother.
"if you don't mind can you tell what it's about?". The man asked.
"This man here...". Fiona's brother turned to me behind him. "...Is under security custody. A man came to attack him. Not knowing I was around, I incapacitated the assassin. You can call the state police, they're aware".
I was amazed at the confidence Fiona's brother spoke with. The security men were very convinced.
"If you don't mind sir, can we take a look at the situation?". The second man asked.
"Oh, why not?". Fiona's brother said and moved out of the way for them.
They walked in looking around the room. Fiona sat innocently on the bed looking at them. The men strolled to the bathroom and let out a loud scream and rushed out pointing their guns at Fiona's brother and myself.
"What's that? What's going on?" Fiona's brother asked surprisingly.
I too was surprised. I wanted to know what they saw that triggered the reaction. The first man took out his walkie talkie. "A murder case in room with the noise. Yes, I'm there with Oscar. Okay, hurry up!".
"What's going on?". Fiona asked moving to the bathroom.
"Stop right there lady!". The second man commanded pointing a gun at her.
Fiona pretended not to hear him, walked past him, opened the bathroom door wide and let out a louder scream. I peeped into the bathroom and saw the assasin bleeding from his throat; his eyes looking blankly in the ceiling, his tongue out of his mouth and his body jerking.
"That wasn't me! That wasn't me!" Fiona's brother barked looking frightfully at the dead man in the bathtub.
"move! Everyone move or I shoot!". The first man said wielding his gun at the three of us.
Just then Johnbull walked in with three other police men and Gabriel lurking behind. I felt so relieved seeing that face. Johnbull showed his ID card and quickly added pointing at me "He's under police protective custody". Then he spotted the man in the bathroom and walked briskly into the bathroom. Gabriel wanted to join him but the security men stopped him. " who are you?"
Gabriel looked lost, then muttered. "I'm a friend of the family"
"You're not allowed in here, leave!". The first man said wielding the gun at him.
Gabriel slowly walked out of the room and stood beside the door looking with interest what was happening.
Johnbull came out of the bathroom and gave me a 'what happened here?' Look. I nodded and took a glance at Fiona's brother. Johnbull walked to Fiona's brother. "May I speak to you outside?"
"Sure!"
They both walked out.
I turned to Fiona who seemed really troubled and walked to her. "It's okay, Johnbull will take care of the situation. This is the second death since the attack".
She gave me a frightened stare, then whispered. "Remember what he said, 'blood for blood".
That word struck me like lightening. Another death. Who knows how long I was to live? Who knows about my family safety?
Johnbull strolled in with Fiona's brother and went to meet the huge security man. "We will take it from here. Thank you so much for your assistance".
The man hesitated, then heaved and nodded. Turned to Oscar and they both walked out.
Johnbull turned to me. "Mike, this is getting pretty serious. We need to take you somewhere safe, like a safe house". He turned to the bathroom. "If that man hadn't killed himself, we would have had something on ground". Then he turned to me and Fiona. "For him to kill himself, you are really in a deeper shit than I thought".
I felt my limps growing weak. I moved to a bed and sat on it, Fiona joined me and crossed her hand around my neck. "It's okay, we are getting out of it, i promise".
I turned to her beautiful face and felt reassured, then smiled.
Fiona's brother announced his departure and called Fiona to come with him. She hugged me tightly and stood up still looking at me.
"Fi! Come lets go!" Her brother called again. She turned to him and they both left.
Gabriel slowly walked in and sat beside me . "I knew something was amiss". Gabriel quietly said
I turned to him, he wasn't looking at me, his attention was on Johnbull and the cops who were investigating the corpse. I wanted to say something when Daniela strolled in. She was looking beautiful and captivating even though she had worries plastered on her face.
Immediately she saw me, she moved over and sat beside me. "Another attack?"
I nodded.
"I think he killed another assassin with the help of a guy and a girl". Gabriel pointed out.
I looked disapprovingly at him. He wasn't even paying attention on me, he was focused on what Johnbull was doing.
Daniela held my arm and said with deep concern. "We have to do something about this, i can't lose you. No I can't!"
I turned to her and instantly felt like kissing her. Her deep blue eyes were laden with genuine concern, I could see she meant every word she said. I then dropped my palm on top of hers and said with a smile. "Not until I take you out".
She was startled. "You still remember?".
I nodded with a smile. "I remember everything now".
Gabriel turned to me in surprise. "You are back brov?"
I nodded smiling.
He moved backwards and stared at me suspiciously. "Tell me about the initiation".
"You mean the naked party?". I said grinning.
He exposed a wide grin showing his beautiful set of teeth and shouted calling Johnbull and other cops attention. "He is back!" And hugged me.
I pretentiously pushed him away from me smiling because he was pressing my face too tight to chest and turned to Daniela whose eyes were beaming with joy, but she just kept her cool with a simple smile.
" Mike". Johnbull called. We all turned our attention to him. " You need to do away with phones for now. Be incommunicado". Johnbull's countenance was robed with seriousness.
I nodded. He turned to the police men with him. " Call the ambulance ". Then he walked out of the room.
"Mike. This is serious. Another attempt on your life". Daniela said with hint of concern in her tone.
I moved away from them, blankly walking towards the window, my mind was busy, I knew I had no time left, any moment could be my last.
" I have a suggestion!" Gabriel said walking towards me.
I spun and turned to him hopefully. He walked up to me with Daniela following from behind.
" I know a good plastic surgeon. He can change your look and you will look totally like anybody you so desire". Gabriel whispered cautiously.
That sounded like a brilliant idea. I turned to Daniela, she seemed to buy the idea. I had something else in mind, I felt it was time for me to execute it and let go of fear.
" I think I have a better idea". I said.
They both turn curiously at me.
" I want to go to them!" I finally dropped after a brief uncomfortable silence.
Gabriel scoffed and said in a ridiculous tone. " You want to hand your life over to them in platter of gold?".
" Mike! That's a dumb idea! ". Daniela said.
I was going to buttress my point when Johnbull walked in.
" Mike, we got to go, the ambulance is here!"
I turned to Daniela and Gabriel, they were not entirely startled. I gave them a reassuring nod and smiled before joining Johnbull out.




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I sat in the small room painted in white in the two bedroom apartment I was confinded in. One room was mine and the other for the police men.
In my room, two small windows were adjacent each other, a small reading table where and a chair, a 14" caple television with over 100 channels hung on the wall. A very cheap blue flowered curtain suspended with a rope covering the small door and two adjacent windows. A small bed with a pillow, a ceiling fan that produced loud sound when it swung; the floor was covered with titles and a small bathroom and toilet behind a small door somewhere at the corner.
This was the forteenth day of my confinement. No one was allowed to see me, no one even knew where I was, I wasn't allowed to call anybody nor even send an email. I was only allowed to to sport in the small high fenced compound surrounded with monsterious dogs and armed police men. It was more like a prison house than a safe house.
I was tired of staying there and I couldn't wait for Johnbull to come around so I would tell him more emphatically this time. Twice I told him he kept telling me to be patient that they were investigating the case. But this time, I had to let him know how serious I was.
It was time for sport routine. Every 4pm I was escorted by three armed men to walk around and do whatsoever I desired under their supervision, by then the dogs were in chains behind the house. They could joke with me and talk about anything but get serious when it comes to their duty.
I sat on a swing smoking a cigarette. A thought came to my mind. "You're a prisoner. How do you think those amateurs will unravel this case? Those guys can't solve it. You need to consider surgery or tackling this case your way. Look around you, isn't this what prison looks like?". I looked around the high fence and nodded my head thoughtfully. "You need to talk to Johnbull! You're not a prisoner! You're a free man! They don't have the right to keep you here against your wish. Sue him if he refuces!"
I tossed the last of the cigarette away and turned to officer Shaggi, a tall, light skin friendly fellow.
"When is Johnbull coming today?"
"I don't know sir". Shaggi replied.
I wanted to attempt begging him for his phone but I refrained because I had tried three times before, even promised him 100 thousand for just a call, he politely declined.
It was time for me to return to my cell. I slowly stood up and dragged my feet into the flat.
While I was about dosing off, I heard Johnbull's voice. Immediately, the sleep left my eyes and I jumped into full consciousness.
The door opened and Johnbull walked in with a very dark fat angry looking bald man in white stacked brocade. I fought back the urge to jump into the issue bugging me and allowed them settle in.
" How are you doing?" Johnbull asked.
"Fine". I said.
Johnbull turned to the man and said. "Meet Agent Ibrahim. He is a special agent for cases like this, he is here to ask you some personal questions".
Ibrahim moved to the bed and stood in front of me. His bulky stomach protruded from his big gown. I began to wonder what could the fat belly man possibly do.
His eyes were deep in thought, his cheeks were fat and so were his lips. He folded his small hands on his chest and his hands rested on top of his stomach.
"You said they have three dots tattoos?". Ibrahim asked.
I nodded. He nodded thoughtfully and continued. "Now tell me everything. How it all started".
I turned to Johnbull, Johnbull blinked at me and I heaved and then narrated the whole story, starting from my encounter with John and the assassin, and how the seminarians were killed. How the assassin died, several attacks I had afterwards.
When I was done, Ibrahim turned to Johnbull. "We have to pay a visit to John".
I was very happy to hear that. He actually was with me, going after them.
"Okay. But that means traveling abroad". Johnbull said.
"Exactly. This case will cost money". Ibrahim added while looking at me.
"Can I come?" I asked hopefully.
"No, no. He's not going anywhere for now". Johnbull said immediately.
" why not? I know the town like the back of my hand". I argued.
"You're under protective covering. We can't afford to expose you". Johnbull pointed out emphatically.
I jumped on my feet angrily. "You mean prison? This is a damn fucking prison! I am not staying a day here! I want out right now!".
Ibrahim gently moved away to give Johnbull the floor.
"Mr. Mike". Johnbull said in a soft tone. " You have to trust us we..."
"Trust what!" I barked. "You mean that I should be confinded in this prison until when!"
"Mr. Mike". Johnbull's voice had become stiff. "I'm not going to debate this with you, if you don't want it, sign the paper work and we are taking our hands off the case entirely".
I paused a while and reasoned it through. I can't afford to be left on my own, it was a death sentence on it's own. So I gently sat on my bed and kept quiet.
"You need to understand, this is for your own good". Johnbull's voice softened again. " I'm sorry you have to go through this, it's just a way of preventing anything from happening to you".
Ibrahim's phone rang and he gave Johnbull an eye signal, Johnbull quickly added. "Just give us a little time, okay?" And then hurried off with his colleague.
As I slept I heard sound of crawling insects. I quickly put on the light switch and scanned through the floor while on the bed. There was nothing in view. I slowly stepped down from the bed and checked under, it was empty. I went to the bathroom, opened the door, it was clear, then checked the wade-robe, nothing was there too.
I later wandered back to the bed and put off the light switch. Just as I was about dozing off, the sound came again, it was as if the crawling thing was under the bed. I jumped up and put on the light, checked swiftly but found nothing. This was strange! I refused to put off the light anymore and laid on my back looking at the ceiling with my mind at alert.
I began to feel sleepy after awhile and as I was about dozing off I thought I saw the strange old man from the forest and I slowly woke up and he was seated on the edge on the bed looking at me with a smile on his wrinkled face.
Immediately, I jumped off the bed and dashed for the door only for me to find out that the door was locked. I tried with all my strength to open it yet the wooden door remained still. When I gave it a very strong yank, the handle pulled off and the door remained locked. I turned and saw the old man walking toward me with his hands folded across his chest and a wide grin on his face. This time I began banging on the door and screaming like a man who just met with death face-to-face.
" They can't hear you ". His ghostly tone whispered.
I turned frantically towards him in fright and placed my back on the door looking for another means of escape.
" I'm not going to harm you Mike Junior. Just listen to me ". He said as he stood two steps away from me"
I had to say something, so I forced out of my mouth. " who... Who are you and wha... What do you want?"
" I want you to meet someone. I'm only a messager".
I was even more confused now. " who?" I asked.
" Just follow me ". He said.
" Follow you to where?"
" I can't tell. But you need to come with me"
I looked around the eerie room and then at the dry bony hand stretched towards me. I knew I had no option but to yield to the man or whosoever he was. If he wanted me dead I would have been dead already. So I held his hand, his hand felt so cold and bony. Suddenly, the door opened, we walked out and passed the hallway to the sitting room. Two police men were snoring heavily on the couch. Then we got to the exit door, the old man opened it and we were out in the dark of the night. I spotted three armed police men sleeping by the door with their butts on the floor and their guns in-between their legs.
As we were about heading for the gate four heavily fed German shepherds started barking at us making attempts to attack. I ran behind the man looking around for where to escape the dogs but to my surprise, the man shush them and they obeyed and sat in front of him, not even the barking woke the police men up from their sleep.
He turned to me and held out his hand, I handed mine to him like an hypnotized man and we walked to the gate, to my surprise the padlocks were opened. We passed the gate and was out of the prison house I had been for two weeks and counting. Though it felt relieving, yet I was scared. I had no idea where we were going to.
"Close your eyes". The ghostly voice whispered.
I turned to him surprisingly. He repeated himself. I swallowed hard and did as he instructed. After a brief silence he said to me.
" Open your eyes".
When I did, we were somewhere else that didn't look like planet earth.

The story will be served here this coming Monday 6th of July.

Sorry for the long absence. I'm going to drop the story here on Monday. Again sorry for the long delay.

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