EPISODE ONE
"Drive... drive" she shouted on top of her voice looking at the side mirror here and there. The driver swayed left, then right nearly hitting a young boy selling magazines. The kid grins as he slid between moving cars trying to advertise the newspaper. It was late afternoon. The sun is nearly out of sight as people are seen packing up and closing their shops while some are just displaying their wares. The driver stepped on the brake all of a sudden causing cars to hit them from behind. So much for trying to save a young boy. A gunshot was fired at the car which hit the side mirror.
"Les, they are closing up on us. Shoot the fucking gun and kill any motherfucker out there". The driver, James said.
They drove directly into a catholic. The car scattered everything on its way. "No... no.. not David... the one with the small..."
"Dumbass, you still have time for jokes".
The car turned right. The not too bright sun shone into the car. The view shows a young lady in her early 30's sweating profusely while trying to load the gun.
"James, get down" she instructed.
The driver lower his head a bit and rolled down the window. Boom, the sound was heard as Leslie shot a black Mercedes benz. The bullet went straight to hit the driver. He dropped dead immediately as the car lost control and eventually fell off the bridge."One down " she heaved and smiled.
"Les, I can't find any of the cars behind us, can you?". She looked back and chuckled."Seems we lost then".
They drove down the bridge and turned left, into a lonely street to avoid securities.
"Holy shit!! It was a trap". She looked up and saw they've been crossed.
"Reverse " she screamed. "Do you have rabies? Shut your fucking mouth and look behind you"."Fuck, so we didn't lose them. These fools need some proper training. Load those guns, and let's fuck some people up".* * * * * * * *
Eric Werner, a mafia lord in Mexico, the most wanted criminal, a hardened criminal, biggest cocaine dealer, talking of drugs, Eric is the biggest plug, turned over on his bed and groaned. His phone was ringing non-stop. He opened his right eye, but his aching head throbbed even more persistently, so he closed it again and tried to guess whoever was calling.
Oh my poor head! Leslie made me drink this much.
"He..ll..o bo..ss" the caller stammered. The fear in her voice was obvious.
"Leslie, what is it?"."Boss, the goods were hijacked ". She replied."What?!!, what do you mean?" He shouted and the whole building shook making all the gang members run into his room.
They were dressed in an expensive, tailored, gray - vested suit. The fear on their faces couldn't be mistaken.
"You know how long it took us to get these goods from the Chinese, you know me and you choose to dare me" The evil aura is sensed in the room. Everyone shook with fear because they know that one way or the other, they will be affected. One way or the other, Leslie is going to die.
"I'm sorry boss. They overpowered us."
"Who hijacked it"
"Samantos"
The sparkle in his eyes was replaced with fire. His gray eyes changed to black. His smile no longer reaches his eyes. Evil smile.
"The goods worth over 400 billion dollars ". "Did you get shot "?
"No boss".
"Oh wow, you didn't get shot and they left with my goods, Leslie, my goods, or your corpse". "You gat to pick one "
"Boss, I'm sorry. You know I've never failed a mission "
"Shut the hell!. You just failed an expensive mission "!. I don't like repeating myself.
"My goods or your corpse"!He looked around the room and acknowledged the fact that his members are there with him.
Samantos is becoming too daring. He knows me and chose to play with me."He chose to play with fire!!!" He shouted and the whole building shook. The guys were no longer surprised.A phone call jolted them back to life. Red, as he is popularly called stepped out to hand over the phone to Eric. Red, second in command, fastest shooter. He is called Red because of the number of people he has killed. He looks deadly dangerous. After Eric, no one dares him. A scar was visible on his face showing he had a rough childhood. Well, what more can you expect from a Capo? He relocated to the city after being beaten to a plump when he was younger. He tried to steal a car from the blacks which brought the scar. Oh well, he is also black.
"A call from your father ". He handed over the phone to Eric.
"Hey man"
"My boy, how are you doing " A voice asked from the other side."I'm fine, how're you too ""You don't sound fine"
"Yeah, I'll handle things myself "."Okay then, can you send two hefty boys over? I need to beat some people to a plump.
"Dad listen and listen good, I've sent most of my boys to beat one person or the other."Yes, I know but their hands are weak already ".
"I'm not sending anybody over. Okay??He ended the call without waiting for a response.
Mia Werner, a loan shark, a druggie, is also the most wanted criminal. He has partners globally. He takes over properties forcefully and you can't protest either. Borrowing from Werner is the worst thing that can ever happen to you. The interest will keep rising till you get tired. He works with the code "Omerta" which means don't ever talk to authorities. It was no news when he raised a son like Eric, who seem more deadly than himself. Even his wife hated both father and son.
Eric stands out everywhere. He is usually taller than most people and looks elegant. He had a lean dark face and almond-shaped gray eyes which change to black whenever he is angry. He is bad without being told. His mouth was beautifully shaped and thin-lipped which makes his face more attractive. His black short hair gave him the look of a rich spoilt kid.
A car driving into the building brought everybody's attention back. Eric peeped out the window and saw Leslie and her driver shaking to death. He looked at red:
"Kill her and her driver if they are not with the goods and get me a new assistant as soon as possible!."Yes boss".
The team went out just as the driver was packing the car. The blue Venza 2021 model was a bit scratched and the car side mirror was broken. A lady dropped down from the car, a light-skinned petite lady. Her eyes almost popped out of fear. She wore a blue jacket slightly faded, a white inner with a blue jean skirt, and blue heels to match her dressing. The driver dressed corporately, a black suit and a black shoe.
"Did you get the goods"
"Red.... please... listen to me". She stammered. The beating of her could be heard miles away. She was sure if she was not careful, she will be dead in the next minute.
"Did you get the goods" This time louder and more dangerous? He brought his gun from his pocket and pointed it at her aiming her head."Samantos... got..it"
Boom. The sound of the gun could be heard piercing directly through her head. She dropped dead in the next minute. He faced the driver.
"Same thing"?.
"Y....e...s"
Another sound is heard.
"Clear this mess and get boss another assistant the next minute ".
Episode 2"Please sir... please sir. We would pay you up before the end of the month. Please don't take over our property, it's all we've got". A woman crying profusely and begging on her knees with her two young children. Their little belongings were beside them. A big black bag which contains just clothes and some buckets was beside them.There he is.He sat opposite them with hus legs crossed and a cigarette in his hands.He turned deaf ears as he kept puffing like his life depended on it.Almighty Mia Werner!!."Boss, we've moved all their belongings out". A dark skinned man said, probably in his late 30's. He has extremely dark eyes and his hair was not properly trimmed. He was dressed in a starched Khakis and carefully polished high boots with a wireless pods in his ear."Lock the door and bring the keys to me" he finally said. His voice sounded husky as he gave an emotionless face. The man, Martins, returned with some set of keys jingling on his hands. He handed it over to Wern
Episode 3 "Okay, what's your name?. A lady and three other men were sitted in the interrogation room. The room looks empty except from the few chairs and a table. They were referred to the room the moment they said they want to talk about the Werners . Everybody in the room looked st them suspiciously. Truthfully, at the mention of his name, every head bow. Slowly, they started decreasing in the room. People there to lodge complaints left giving filmsy excuses No one wants to get on the family's wrong side.The lady, Marie Leet was dressed in a yellow butterfly top with a yellow shorts. On her hand was a black telfar bag and a rolex wristwatch. Her black hair was packed in a ponytail which fell on her waist."I'm Marie Leet" she said as they sat down on the few chairs in the room. " An Instagram influencer. An American by the way, I relocated to Mexico city few months back"."Mexico they call it, no one here says Mexico city" the police man giggled. He was a tall muscular figure in
Episode 4"Eric, there's danger looming around you ". A voice said from the other side of the phone. "Speak inspector, it's no news anymore""Some people came to the station today to Lodge a complaint about you and gave solid evidence to back it up"."People and going to the station they don't know Eric, I am everywhere" the voice on the other side chuckled. "They dropped a tape with inspector Ryan. I was not the one interrogating them but I tried to get their names from Ryan. A newspaper editor came with them though."What are their names?" Calm your nerves the voice chuckled again. "One of them knows your secret Warehouse".At the mention of Secret Warehouse, the colour of his eyes changed. "What are their names?!" This time louder and more deadly."Marie Leet, and three other people I can't recall their names".Red come over here, he beckoned as he ended the call to Red, who has been standing at the corner of the room with a cigarette in his hand puffing here and there like his l
Episode 5She was dressed in a red sleeveless turtleneck crop top. It had an heart shape at the front of a differentiating the front from the back and revealing cleavages. She wasn't used to this kind of dressing. Her hair was styled and packed in a ponytail dropping on her waist. She wore a jean short skirts with wide straps on it."Ok, we're set" Tiffany said and turned her gaze on Amelia."You have to go to majesty karaoke Club. Information says Freddy goes there every night". Eric explained as she was busy checking him out.His physic was everything.His eyes met hers as she quickly turned away "It's fine, I was checking you out too. Nice figure" How the f*** does he flirt so freely!."Thank you". She managed to whisper."All you have to do is attract and seduce him let him take you to a lodge" he continued."Then we have sex?! No way! She asked with her nearly popping out of the socket."Calm your nerves. You will kill him before he requests for sex and if you really want sex w
Episode 6"Honestly, I can't forget you tied that bitch up. You act naive but you're so devilish" Fiona said over the phone as they both laughed."Can you just listen to the devil? You bit her hands and she had a nosebleed. Only a devil can do that" Amelia chuckled."But Fiona, let's be serious here" she said changing her tone to a serious tone."Are you...." She hesitated."Don't leave me hanging, biish" she whined."... Sure you are not a vampire?" (Please this book is not related to vampires in any way)."You rude motherfucker!!" She screamed making Amelia burst out laughing."Who's this loud lady screaming into our ears" Eric said, asking nobody in particular as he chuckled. He balanced the earphones in his ears." Someone is bent on damaging my eardrums. I like her energy. I can't believe someone is planning to tie me up". " Not just tie you up but even bite your hands" Tifanny said, making an emotional face."That face doesn't look good on you, bitch"." You are just pained some
"Sir" A man said. He wore the police uniform and saluted."What is it again?" What has the Werners done again?" Ryan replied clearly uninterested in the conversation. He sat on a black chair. His office was decorated with different Awards hanging On Every Corner. "Finally something that does not involve wernners" He scoffed. "A man was found dead in an hotel earlier today. He was said to exit the room as he only paid for a night but he didn't open up they had to break the door only to find in Dead"."Call the manager and make sure no one touch him before we arrive. Who is he by the way?""He is unidentified sir?""How come? Didn't he sign in?"The manager said he came with a lady and she signed in as he was a little bit tipsy." tThey got to the hotel after 30 minutes of driving around. It was a local hotel so getting there was pretty hard. They were directed to the room. They met the manager at the entrance of the room who stood there with an emotionless face. The victim was lying
His lips treambled. Hot tears ran down his cheeks. He bat his eyelid as more tears streemed down. He sniffed back his runny nose. The pains in his eyes were obvious. The kids kicked him right in his stomach again. He fell over the desks making the desks crash over each other. His eye glasses fell. He stood up and bent down trying to look for the glasses with his hands. His eyes were clouded with tears. "Fight back, you idiot" the voices echoed in his ears. He could not hide the tears. His heart ripped apart. These has been happening for years when it was just nine years old. His mother left his father because he - the father - could not afford to cather for her needs. No motherly love for him. His father does not like kids. He feels he - the son - is the cause of his misfortune ; no fatherly love either. He gambles and drinks with the little money he gets leaving his son to the mercy of the street. He transfers his aggression on his son whenever he is drunk.Soon enough, he - the son
Amelia woke and rushed out of the room. She was the new personal assistant. She now live in the house. It was her duty to wake up and go to the room turn office. It was a computer room which they use in tracking people and watching the way money go in and out. She rushed to the room turn office only to meet Red, Eric and Tiffany in the room."Wohoo, my personal assistant became a stripper over night" Eric said laughing uncontrollably holding his stomach. His dimples became visible. There was glitters of happiness in his eyes."Have fun" his sub conciousness kept whispering. Amelia looked at herself and noticed she was still in her nighties. A transparent Spaghetti hand top with a biker short. It escaped her mind to change her dress or even take a bath. She ran back into the room shyly. Eric screamed after her "dress well, we have a place to visit ".*******"Welcome sir" The waiters were saluting left and right. "I told you not to let anyone in today" He said as he pulled a sit for