Barter's eyes widened.He was out on an errand for Mr. Ban, but he could not help but want to visit Alina's house.''Where is the house?'' Barter asked Magnet.Already, he knew that there was no way Alina was there, if not Magnet would have said so. ''Do you know the popular small cottage that sits at the boundary between this city and the next?'' Magnet asked Barter.Barter frowned slightly.Everyone in the city must have passed by that house on their way out of the city.Literally, everyone in the city knew that house. ''Yes? Why?'' Barter replied, wondering where Magnet was going with his question.''That is Alina's house, my dear friend. I am standing inside it as we speak,'' Magnet said to Barter. There was silence between the men for a while, as Barter took a while before he processed what he had just heard. Did Magnet just say that the house that the whole city knew of was Alina's house, yet she said she was hiding?She was hiding in plain sight?Barter could not believe it
Barter tried to psyche himself that his fears were not true, but it seemed that the more he tried to lie to himself, the more he believed that in fact, what he was afraid of was exactly what had happened.He was suspecting that Alina was dead, even though he prayed that he was just being overly sensitive. Luckily, he met up with Mr. Ban's errands as if nothing had delayed him before, then he went to meet Mr. Ban. Mr. Ban knew at once that something was wrong with Barter. ''Are you okay? Why are you walking around as if you saw the grim reaper and only managed to escape narrowly?'' Mr. Ban asked as he looked at Barter with worry. ''I'm just indisposed, boss,'' Barter replied.''Indisposed?'' Mr. Ban asked, looking at Barter, expressing that he was shocked at what Barter said. Barter nodded. Barter was sweating on his forehead. The thought of the fact that Alina might be dead was heavy on him. The more he tried to ignore the fact, the more it weighed in on him. He could not wait
''This house costs 3000 USD a month,'' the real estate manager named Collins told Laura.''Okay, I will take it,'' Laura replied instantly as she stepped out of her car, which was Alina's former car that had been pimped to look different, and given a facelift. ''Okay, madam,'' the manager said to Laura and went in to document her details so that he could give her the keys to the house.''Paying in cash or cheque ma'am?'' he asked Laura. ''Cash!'' Laura replied impatiently. ''Sure!'' the manager replied and continued to write documents for Laura.In the next ten minutes, Laura had paid for the house and had been handed the key to the house which she entered immediately and locked herself inside. At Alina's former house, Magnet was still trying to find clues as to who had been in that house of late.''I only have the option of doing a fingerprint scan to find out because there is nothing else here that can lead us,'' Magnet informed Barter when he called Barter to give the situation
In the gangsta world, respect, and yielding to a superior party could save one a lot of damage, and that was the case with Bane. When Bane heard that Mr. Ban was teaming up with Snake Eyes, he yielded. Bane visited Snake Eye's establishment in the dead of the night two days ago, to declare himself independent of Don Black, whom he heard was a major target in the war that Mr. Ban and Snake Eyes were brewing against Don Black. Snake Eyes laughed in Bane's face. ''What sort of gangsta are you?'' Snake Eyes asked Bane after Bane had explained to him why he was visiting. ''The proper gangsta. One that follows the books and the rules,'' Bane replied to Snake Eye's question. Snake Eyes lit up with excitement. ''And what does the book say this time?'' He asked Bane, flashing a hidden sneer at him. Bane had adjusted uncomfortably because of the questioning he was undergoing from Snake Eyes. Snake Eyes was humiliating him, and a gangsta of Bane's caliber could not stomach the disrespec
Bane, as proud as he was, was getting tossed around by Snake Eyes as if he was a common beginner gangsta working at the bottom of the ladder. He was gazing at Snake Eyes as Snake Eyes made it clear to him that the only way he was going to allow him to be free of the war was to hit Don Black. Of course, it was a difficult task for Bane who didn't have any grievance against Don Black, other than the fact that he was not going to fight side by side with Don Black again for this particular war at hand. But right there where Bane sat, staring at Snake Eyes, something crossed his mind. Since Snake Eyes was such an arrogant man, maybe he deserved to be double-crossed by Bane instead of Don Black getting double-crossed, right? Bane heaved a dramatic sigh in front of Snake Eyes. "What do you want me to do then?" He asked Snake Eyes with a tired aura. Snake Eyes smiled. "Bane! Bane! Mr. Bane. I thought you were a tough skull, look at how easy it is for you to bend and break at the
Don Black knew that something was wrong. He turned around abruptly to leave the vicinity when he heard his phone ringing. He had absentmindedly yanked it into his pocket after speaking with Bane earlier, and had forgotten about it. He reached into his pocket and took out the phone. Greg Chase was calling. Don Black hurriedly answered. "My goodness, Greg. Which Gangsta God did you offend to make Ban hate you like this?" Don Black asked. "Associating with you sure does have consequences..." Don Black was saying, when Greg cut him short. "One of Snake Eye's franchise has burst into flames. It was Snake Eyes that attacked you, not Ban. However I have retaliated hastily so that him and Ban will know that everyone can be mean and ruthless!" Greg said to Don Black defiantly.Don Black was speechless. "Boss! Boss, let's get out of here!" One of Don Black's men came running towards Don Black from afar, accompanied by other gangstas. Suddenly everyone around were running Helter skelter
Mr. Ban was in Margaret's house when he heard the news about the fire outbreaks. Margaret was frantic.Snake Eyes was totally on his own on this, and Mr. Ban was not aware that he had arranged to blow up Don Black's warehouse. ''I told Black! I warned Black not to hang around that loser, Greg Chase, but he refused to listen, now look at this. If this isn't Snake Eye's doing, I'll be damned,'' Mr. Ban said, out of his breath as he paced the living room in Magaret's house. A lot had been going on in the city of recent, and she just wished that it would stop, somehow. It was intense. ''Does all this have anything to do with you? As in, will they attack any of your franchises soon?'' Margaret asked Mr. Ban, unaware of how the hierarchy and scheme of things affected her elder brother. If it affected Mr. Ban, then it would surely affect her and every single one of the Ban's so she was disturbed. Mr. Ban shook his head. ''It's my faction that did the attacking, although I was not inv
Snake Eyes did not understand how a criminal who had successfully carter away with merchandise worth hundreds of thousands of dollars will just return it as if it was nothing. He frowned. Besides, when was there ever a time that anybody reported missing merchandise? ''Did we ever have any merchandise stolen recently?'' Snake Eyes asked when he got to the targeted franchise. His men shook their heads. But there was a returned product right there in their store, and nobody could understand when they ever reported anything like that, missing. ''Who brought the product here?'' Snake Eyes asked, but nobody could trace the deliverer of the product either. It was at this point that Snake Eyes suspected that the so-called returned merchandise was fake, and a setup. Before he could alert his men to get rid of the fake merchandise, there was a sudden spark in the product. All the men around took to their heels immediately, including Snake Eyes, and then there was a loud bang in the ai