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Chapter 8

Early the following morning, James drove from Coconut Island to City X mainland to visit the orphanage where he was raised as a child. Laden with provisions, he arrived, sparking curiosity among the staff and children.

As James' Lamborghini door eased open, the crowd held its breath, intrigued by the arrival of the rich man. With a graceful step, James emerged, igniting even more interest among the onlookers.

Questions buzzed through the air:

- "Who is he?"

- "Is he here to adopt?"

- "If he wants to adopt, I hope he picks me!"

- "What a handsome man!"

Each person, young and old, harbored their own thoughts.

A young woman in her twenties rose to greet him, offering a warm welcome to God's Faith Orphanage Home. "Hello, sir. How may we assist you today?"

"Nothing much, I simply wish to see Madam Heritage," James replied.

"Of course, please wait a moment," the lady hurried off, James was too handsome for her, if she stayed a few seconds late, she might literally melt and she even got wet down there.

A few seconds later, an old chubby woman with gray hair came outside, wearing her tribe's native clothing.

Immediately James saw her, he immediately prostrated and greeted her. Everyone was shocked, ‘What the hell was happening?’

Even the madam Heritage was shocked, why would such a handsome wealthy man prostrate in front of her.

“I don't know if you still remember me ma,but it's me, James that used to stay in this orphanage home like Eighteen years ago” James explained.

Now madam Heritage was surprised, “Ah, James boy, is it really you?” She asked and went to hug him.

“It's been a while, you have really transformed. You see what I told you, with time, prayer and hard work, God will answer you” Madam Heritage said.

Everyone else was shocked to find out that this handsome young man was from this orphanage.

“Indeed ma, I came here to show a little appreciation for what you and this orphanage had done for me over the years” James went to his car bonnet and brought out lot's of foodstuffs.

The kids were so happy to see different kinds of food stuff and drinks, the adults around were also touched.

“Wow, thank you so much James” Madam Heritage spoke, “Come on kids, thank brother James”

“Thank you, brother James,” the children echoed.

“It's no problem ma, can you tell me the Orphanage account number, so that I can transfer a little amount” James spoke.

Madam Heritage didn't hesitate and told the previous girl that greeted James first to call it.

“ I just transferred a sum of five million naira, please manage this little amount” James said after they gave him the details.

What! A sum of five million naira in this economy.

“Thank you very much, your pocket won't run dry in Jesus name”

“OK ma, I would like to be on my way now,” James said. After they all thanked and bid him farewell, he entered his car and drove off.

When James finally left, Madam Heritage's face turned into disgust, although no one noticed it.

“Throw those foodstuffs away or donate it to charity also the money he transferred, donate it to charity” Madam Heritage whispered into the young lady's ear.

“Why, Ma. That young man gave us, as a thank you gift” She replied confused.

“Did I tell you my orphanage home is lacking funds or hungry? Do what I just said, I am not repeating myself besides who knows how he became so rich, maybe he did a money ritual” madam Heritage spoke and went back inside.

On her way she thought, 'Damn I have to tell godmother this, I thought we locked his destiny when he was young, how did he become successful?’

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On James' way, he noticed that some cars were trailing behind him for the past few minutes.

Before he knew it, three cars blocked his way.

‘Who are these people?’ He thought

From the three cars, 5 men came out each, armed with guns.

“Get the fuck down!”

James immediately got out, not that he was scared, but he was afraid that these guys might harm his precious car.

James got down from his car, and took a few steps forward, with his hand in his pocket, he asked, “What do you guys want?”

‘Is this guy for real, in front of 15 guns, yet he remained cool headed?’ The robbers thought.

“Is this one fucking insane, do we look line we are here to play or waste our time?” One of the men said.

“But you are clearly wasting mine,” James replied, he didn't know where the confidence came from.

The tension crackled in the air as James stood defiantly, his eyes locked with the leader of the armed men.

The street was silent, save for the distant hum of traffic, a stark contrast to the intensity of the standoff.

With a swift motion, the leader raised his hand, signaling his men to advance.

The click of weapons being cocked filled the air, echoing like a deadly symphony.

James remained unmoved, his demeanor unwavering as he braced himself for the imminent clash.

Adrenaline surged through his veins, heightening his senses and sharpening his focus.In a flurry of motion, the assailants lunged forward.

*POW!*

A gunshot shattered the stillness, followed by a symphony of chaos as bullets whizzed through the air.

With blinding speed, he launched into action, his limbs moving with the precision of a well-oiled machine.

Each strike was a symphony of motion, delivered with deadly accuracy and unwavering resolve.

As fists and bodies collided in a flurry of movement, James danced effortlessly between his adversaries, his movements a blur of calculated aggression.

Fists and bullets clashed in a frenzied dance of violence, each blow knocked the opponent's to the ground.

With every blow, he disarmed his opponents with surgical precision, rendering their weapons useless against the tide of his onslaught.

Weaved between the onslaught, his instincts guiding him with uncanny accuracy.

James himself did not know how he was able to dodge bullets, but right now, he does not care.

The street became a battleground, the echoes of conflict reverberating off the surrounding buildings.

Despite the odds stacked against him, James held his ground.

“This guy ain't human, how the fuck is this possible. Is this guy the son of both John Wick and Jackie Chan coming together?!”

As the dust settled and the echoes of battle faded into the night, James stood alone amidst the wreckage, his breath ragged and his body battered but unbowed.

15 grown men on the floor groaning in pain, James made sure to break their arms and legs then he called the police and drove off.

Someone who was hiding far away, recorded what happened and was speechless, “What the hell did I just watched”.