After Prince Colton left the palace, he went to a place, not any ordinary place, but a place where he could find killers. He entered their layer and went to their boss. These were the people he always worked with when he wanted to waste someone's life. He went and sat with the boss, who knew him. Many of them knew him. He had been doing business with them for a while. "My prince my prince." The leader said to him. "Capone." The prince called out to the leader. The leader was smoking, just like many others there were. Capone took out a stick and lighted for the prince. The prince took it from him and smoked it. Now, they were in sync. "And to what do I owe a royal visit," Capone said. "I have a job for you. " The prince said. "Obviously," Capone said. "Nothing brings a man like you to a place like this if it is not necessary," Capone said. The prince smiled. They now had to get to business. "Let's get to business shall we?" The prince said. "Tell me, my prince, what
It was already evening. It was time for him to leave for the airport. He quickly went to his bathroom and had his bathe. When he was done bathing, he stepped out of the house, and heading back to his room, he heard strange noises and knew that something was up. Capo and his men had entered the house slowly with their guns. They had silencers around to make sure that there was no sound when they shot Charlie dead. They hid by his door in the sitting room, waiting for him to enter, so they could take him down at once. Hearing mild footsteps as he entered the bedroom, he stopped. "Who could that be," he said to himself. He gets them to move through the sitting room. Normally, he did not see anyone or anything happening outside his bedroom, but hInstincts told him it was someone. Because first, Steve or the prince or even Henry would want him dead. He was a bad man and knew all the schemes of other bad people. He waited in his room to observe. he did not want to panic about
The only thing that stopped them from entering the room was the fact that they couldn't pick the lock. the room was only locked from the inside and since he locked it from the inside to have. His bath, they could not open the door. They heard activities inside to know he was doing something inside. Therefore, they knew he was in. Then then decided to wait back. Charlie was seated in his bed, tensed. He continued to check his time. It was an hour and thirty minutes to his flight. He tapped his feet slowly. He was. Very tense at this point. The men waited for over thirty minutes for Charlie to be out. He was not coming out and this made them tired of waiting. "Are we sure he is in there?" One of them asked. "He is. " Capone said. "If he wasn't, the room would have not been locked." He added."What if he locked it from the outside and went out?" Another of the men asked him. "His travel things are here. " He said to them. "If he is out, he must come back to get it. Besides, the
He walked to the door and opened it slowly. He made sure there was no noise when he left. He opened the door a bit, then tried to pass through. When he came out, he left the door open because closing it would cause noise.There was a corridor between the rooms, so he walked through the corridor, toward the sitting room. When he reached, he peeped. He saw the men, still searching through his box. They had taken all his things out and scattered them on the floor. He hid by the wall side and took a deep breath. He wanted to give them a surprise attack. Possibly take them all out at once. "If I get out there and shoot at them randomly, I should be able to take out the men. " He thought. "Since they are close together, I can take all of them at once." He said. It was a good plan to execute, but talk was cheap. He was not an expert in using guns. Though he had one, he never really used it before. He had killed one or two people in the past, but it was because he had to. He was in t
"Capone," Charlie said to himself. Capone thought he had heard his name, but did not want to think about it. He just wanted to be over with the job and get out of there. "There's no place to hide anymore. Just come out and let me make this quick." Capone said to him. Charlie was still a bit confused after he thought the voice was Capone's, but now that Capone had spoken again, he was a hundred percent sure it was him. "Capone! " He yelled out. Capone was shocked. How could the person he was going to kill know it was him?"How does he know my name?!" He asked himself. "Capone! Is that you?" Charlie said again. His time, he was louder, so Capone could also hear his voice. Capone listened closely. "Isn't that John's voice?!" He said to himself. He was still confused tho, but decided to give it a try. "John!" He called out. "Is that you?!" He added. "Yes, it is me," Charlie said. "Oh my God!" Capone said. Charlie then lowered his gun and walked into the sitting room. Capone also
They still had the guns pointed at each other. Charlie, knowing he wouldn't win this had to find another way around it. "Why don't you let me go?!" He said to Capone. Capone thought for a while. "I can't. " Capone said. "You know, I am just like you, I have failed at work before. I always deliver." He added. Charlie's heart was now racing. He knew he was. getting out of there, so he wanted to pull the trigger. Capone knew when someone wanted to pull the trigger. Anytime someone wanted to pull the trigger especially to kill another person, they always experienced an involuntary rise in emotion. It was something that learning to control took years. When he saw Charlie being that way, he knew that Charlie wanted to pull the trigger. "Do not do it. " He said to Charlie. "I know you want to, but if you do, you are a dead man already," Capone added. Charlie knew that Capone could detect when someone wanted to shoot at him or another person, but how did Capone always know? Capone neve
"Well, I can not just leave like that. You have to give me something. And I have to clean this mess up."Capone said, pointing at his dead men. "I have two hundred and fifty thousand dollars cash," Charlie said. "If that will do." He asked Capone. "Yes. " Capone said. "It sure will. " He added to Charlie. Charlie then walked to his bag and took out money wrapped in a paper bag. He gave the money to Capone. "Here it is," he said to Capone and he gave the money out. Capone took it, quickly tore through, and looked in. "This is good, man," Capone said to him. "Make sure you stray very far from this place. " Capone said to him. "If o get bursted for letting you go, next time will not be merciful," Capone added. "Thank you, Capone," Charlie said to Capone. "Now leave before I change my mind," Capone said to Charlie. Charlie quickly packed up his things. He stiffed his clothes back into his bag, made to take everything he wanted with him. He checked his time and it was exactly twen
"I know I've seen you somewhere before." The security guard said. "Do you mind taking off your glasses?" He asked Charlie politely. "Yes, I do. The lights aren't good for me." Charlie said, trying as much as possible to remain unknown. His wife soon felt there was a problem. She stood up and turned to her husband. "Honey. What is the matter?" She asked her husband. "Nothing. I am just thinking I know this guy and trying to figure out where we last saw each other." He said to his wife. He very well knew he saw Charlie somewhere and it was not for a good reason, that was why he was interested. "Please can I just have a glimpse of your face without the glasses?" He said to Charlie. Charlie knew now and here that this man was not playing. He was kin on knowing who he was. Charlie knew that to escape this, he had to pull a new stunt. "Why are you harassing me?!" Charlie said to him rudely. "Do you think I stole something?" Charlie asked, still maintaining a rude demeanor. "That is n