The worst feeling on earth is to be betrayed by loved ones, and only a strong man can forgive such deception. Zuma wasn't excluded, he was as sour as an injured mule when he walked into Andrea's section of the palace to demand the presence of his lover.After thorough checking for concealed weapons, he was admitted into Andrea's quarters, allowed to seat at the lounge in front of her room, and a glass of locally made wine was offered to wetted his throat until his betrothed arrived.The sad-looking mafia was deaf to the romantic song booming from Andrea's room, and his mind was turbulence over the woman whom he had trusted with his love."Trust is earned, not given. Did you trust her?" His subconscious screamed out, and he immediately sighed at his hypocrisy."Of course, I don't trust her. I had kept a lot of secrets from her as well."Nevertheless, the wound from the disloyalty was still fresh when a pretty-looking lady in well-adorned clothing stepped through the dark curtain, wal
We are what they eatBanjo was through with his daily task, took a hot shower and stepped out of the palace's large gate.Due to the rain that had been drizzling since morning, the gaunt-looking mafia was dressed in a sweater with a hood and hopped over puddles of water that fell from the sky.All around him were filled with fog, and he walked for a while, peered into the unseen distance, and then halted. After looking wearily for a while, he knelt on one leg, and a pistol immediately materialized in his hand.A second. Two seconds. Three seconds.The mafia remained immobile with ears raised and eyes darting and he was about to pull the trigger when someone announced from the haze. "Hey, Banjo. We are from the merchants. Lower your gun." "Why hidden under the fog if you are not here for evil purposes? Stepped out now." "Two overly dressed guards stepped out of the trees where they had been hidden, and their physical appearance became noticeable as they wobble closer to Banjo.Apa
After Onishi near death escape, he was seen dancing and singing a lullaby to the crying baby, while the rest of the dwellers were busy playing a chess game and cracking jokes. Their laughter sounded louder than the sound of the rain beating on the roofing sheets, and the merriment on their faces is so contagious to the extent that the grimly-looking prince temporarily forget his initial anxiety, and laugh along with the rest of the gang. "I suggest that Jade should stay here with us forever. Her quips are the reason for the recent amusement in this place." "Aye. She is fun to be with, and there is never a dull moment in her presence." Jade stood up from the floor, patted the back of the laughing men, turned around and walked towards Onishi. "I want you to call Priest and confirm his movement." "Huh! Did you think I will be cooperative towards you guys?" "No. I don't expect you to be agreeable, but I believe we can cajole you to be." "Damn you, Jade. I won't help you to dig my gr
A white-painted mini-truck drove through a lonely deserted road and the two lights from the headlamps of the truck showed brightly in the darkness that covered the earth because of the absence of stars and moon.The two occupants inside the truck were silent, and a hood covered the head of a lady among the pair. "Are you sure you are up to this?" "I have no choice. I am happy that I have a chance to defend my life and not be hurled into the palace cell." "You deserve what is coming to you. Nevertheless, I can stop myself from feeling sorry for you." "You suppose to be happy. After all, am saving your lover from harm's way." Zuma nodded his head, swerve left to avoid a pothole that was filled with erosion water, then changed the truck gear and accelerate faster. In replacement of Mandy, Shiela was made to dress as a royal maid, handed a small revolver and ordered to disguise herself as the culprit. "It's a suicidal mission." "I agreed. Yet I feel exhilarated instead of getting s
Twenty-two men in black uniforms paddled through the creek at the rear of the palace, and it was the disturbance of the night insects that makes the tight-lipped men curse out. "The mosquitoes here were bigger than houseflies and they can devour the flesh of a baby before daybreak.""Let them be. We are the ones invading their lair."Dressed in sweaters, hoods and socks. Yet the mosquitoes with their six thin, needle-like mouthparts, pierced the clothing and the flesh of their victims, find their blood vessels and suck their blood with their stylets. "Ouch!"One among the men raised his hand, targeted a mosquito that just perched on his nose, and then descended with calculated speed on the tiny insect.WHACK"Ahh! I can't imagine that I just slap myself, and the mosquito even congratulates me for being a merry fool after.""My problem is not the mosquitoes, but how we planned to pull this enormous task through. Am scared of sneaking into the palace cell, being aware of what lies ahe
While Augur and Barrymore were escorted out of the mafia palace, twenty men were making their way through a long and dark underground tunnel, and the sound of their shoes echoed around them. Guided by light shimmering from their small torchlight, the group walked for a while, reached a T-junction, and then halted confusingly on the way forward."We have two maps with us, the one that will take us through the right way shows we will be crossing a crocodile-infested lagoon, while the left route will take us through a snake-infested area. Neither of the routes seemed palatable to me and that is why I need your take on this," the leader of the wannabe mercenaries announced. "Both were scary routes, and the best option is to turn back. But since that is out of the picture, I suggest we tossed a coin over this.""Good suggestion, let the gods decide for us.""The gods gave us brains so that we can make the best decision in time like this. We don't need to saddle them with what we can work
As Banjo lay down on the mattress inside his room in the generals' quarters, the tale of the tortoise and monkey came to his mind. And the thoughtful-looking mafia was denied sleep but kept meditating on the unfortunate pains that the monkey had to pass through, simply because of a tortoise's wickedness.A long time ago when animals can still talk, a mischievous tortoise was looking for an animal to prank when it caught sight of a young monkey far off."Hey, Mister. How is the weather up there?"The monkey on the tree ignored the inquisitive tortoise, plucked a ripe nut and munched its meal."Why are you ignoring me?" "Tell me why you are here and stop asking me unnecessary questions. Is there any difference between the weather on the tree and the one on the ground?""Never mind," the tortoise smirked back and said, "I pray we will not suffer the consequences of what we know nothing about.""What kind of prayer is that? I mind my business, I don't poke into other's privacy, nor did I
Apart from its bogus name, Adams creek was like a normal creek with dirt and debris. Located on the posterior side of the island, and inhabited by wild animals, the route leading to the creek was mostly deserted during the daytime, and desolate at night. After packing their cars at the open field closest to the creek, Priest and the guards with him dropped down, brought out their prisoner and the whole party walked towards the source of the humming sound of a speedboat. "The two of you should stay here, two over there and also at the back of those trees," Priest pointed to some among the guards with him, then towards some well-defensible spot and let out. "Yes, boss." "Apart from the expecting twenty-two mercenaries, Augur and Barrymore. Don't allow anyone to pass through this route until we leave this island." "It will be done, boss." Priest and his guards followed the footpath route and arrive at the riverside, and the men immediately dispersed into the forest before them to