The event inside El Guje's palace became hectic in a few hours, and the violence in the air became more noticeable as dusk approached.In truth, men love darkness more than light, because the formal enables them to exhibit the evil in them without being seen, while the latter makes them hide their mission, for the fear of being spotted. As soon as the darkness descended, four men were seen in the section of the palace where the light from the florescent placed on different strategic places couldn't reach, and their whispering became audible as they sneaked closer to some unawares men who lay on grasses far off. "His he among them?" One among the men asked in a whisper from his comrades. 'Aye, that's him in the middle." "With a white shirt and just a pant?" "Why asking? All of them must be killed. No witness," one among the men whispered back, with a sneer. "I know, I just want to be sure that our main target is struck first." "Yes, but none must escape as well," the man replied,
Inside El Capone's palace, the young prince was seen among some of his mafias, drinking, smoking, playing card games, and having fun. Suddenly, the echo of their laughter subsided as the phone attached to one of the palace walls rang. El Capone stood up, walked towards the telephone, picked it up, and announced. "El Capone on the line." "I heard some snipers are awaiting you on the route to the palace." "Oh... That's is expected." "You need to be careful." "Of course, I will. Thanks for informing me." After disconnecting the call, El Capone lol on the wall for a while, then veered around and walked back into the midst of his men. "When are we going to the king's palace?" Banjo asked, as soon as he sat on the throne facing the rest of his men. "I have decided not to go again, you can leave with some of the men at daybreak." "Wise decision, my prince. The palace signifies nothing but death to you. Am sure Andrea will represent you perfectly, and your presence will hardly be no
Inside the usual meeting point of Country P's merchants' headquarters, men were seen in deep discussion, and the burden on their faces indicates their gratitude for their conversation. "Are we sure everything is in place? We can't fail again." Augur asked, as soon as the voice of the last speaker quit down. "Yes, the black ninjas are already inside the mafia's king palace," Priest answered back. "I heard El Capone is also inside." "Yes, he escaped his brother's assassin's attempt." "El Ramon is impatient and unworthy to be a leader. His inexperience is endangering our mission," The oldest among the men let out."You are right, Aries. That's why I keep supporting El Capone over him." Haggard hissed and let out. "I don't think that was what Aries meant. We can't support El Capone. How long did we need to remind you that?" Augur asked in a voice that is filled with contempt. "I plan to take over the affair of Greenwich island, as soon as El Capone is out of the way," Priest announc
No matter how difficult life is, there must always be someone who will stand by us. This was the condition of Haggard, who was seen inside his well-furnished parlour with the latest gadgets, and in front of him, was a man who had come to inform him of the peril looming on his head. "Your life is at stake, and I want you to leave this island tonight." Haggard smiled and asked. "Have they decided to eliminate me so soon?" "Yes, they all vote to get you out of the way," the jittering man whispered back. Haggard shakes his head and lets out. "They are truly desperate, if they are not aware of the risk my death will put them." "They are, and have decided to make it look like a suicide or accident." "So why did you choose to snitch on them, since you all opted for this?" "You once help me when I have nothing, everything I have here was because of your generosity and moral support." "It's good to be good. I helped you when I expected nothing back in return. Now you will be saving my
When the Country P merchants heard of Haggard's death, they all gathered in his house to prepare his corpse for the journey home.Inside, the horrid-looking man was long dead, and the crimson muddle around him had dried on the white tiles. "It was an accident, and can happen to anyone," Priest announced, as soon as the whole group stepped inside. "Yes, he slipped when he stepped on a shampoo liquid on the floor," augur observed at the sight of what caused the great fall. One among the men stooped to touch the shampoo, but Priest screamed at him immediately. "Don't touch anything, let's record the accident scene for documentation purposes." "You are right, we will send the picture and our report, along with his corpse," Augur added. Haggard's position and environment were quickly recorded on camera and his remain was later packed inside a long polythene bag, and stacked for cleaning. To respect the departing soul of a man who devoted his life in service to his people and his crow
The emergence of lady Agatha at El Ramon's section of the palace caused instant chaos, as soon as she sighted two of El Ramon's consorts. And her screaming was heard echoing in the room. "Leeches, get your dirty bodies out of this place now. "We are paid for three days, and tomorrow is the last day of our contract." "Be patient, old woman." "It's your mother that is old and useless," Agatha screamed, walked towards the nude ladies, and slapped the last speaker among the two. "Old fools, you dare raised your wrinkled arm to slap me!" "What's going on over here?" El Capone that just emerged from the royal bathroom, with two bathe-lady asked with scorn. "Your paid consort has the gut to call me old." "She slapped me first." El Ramon glared at the three ladies, hissed, and let out. "It's too early for this unnecessary noise," he paused to face Lady Agatha, and let out. "Your character and jealousy are getting on my nerves." "What, you dare call me jealous? After everything you p
Jasper and the young assassin with him dragged all the dead men into an empty cell, locked the iron gate, and loll on the wall to catch back their breath. Jasper looked at his comrade and muttered. "Our position had been compromised, we need to change location." "Yes, but we need to inform others of our new position." Jasper nodded his head, dipped his hand inside a cross bag on his chest, and brought out a walkie-talkie, then dial some numbers, waited for a while as it ring at the other side of the line, and let out. "We had unwanted visitors at our hideout. We have taken care of them, but need to change our position." "Be careful and remain invisible until the last minute." "Okay, hope you have heard from others." "Yes, they are all okay." "Call you later," Jasper disconnect the call, signalled to the man with him and both quickly went in search of another hideout. After several minutes, they emerged from another section of the dungeon, clear off the debris, and sat silently
The sky became dark when the clouds chased off the shy stars. The gentle breeze from the east suddenly came to be violent, turned into the wind, then into a whirlwind. A moment later, the pregnant cloud gave birth to droplets of water, and the whole arena soon flow with erosion that seemed to be cleaning the remaining debris that the heavy breeze forget in haste. Except for the occasional snoring of drunk, and drugged men, the palace was silent for the first time since the celebration started. Suddenly, the street lights everywhere clicked off, instantly throwing the whole place into darkness. When the appointed time reached, some men crept out of their hideout and then merged with the darkness that suddenly loom over the whole arena. Tonight, the black ninja assassins will be going for the kill, and the ten men were fully prepared to achieve their target. As expected, this is a do-or-die affair, and the men were seen with dark lines on their foreheads, to signify their willingness