THE MAN NAMED JACK GUNTER

THE TAKE OVER

The whistling wind finds its way into Jack’s mansion, as its breeze blows through the pool area. Jack is having a good time in the pool, chilling amidst the colorful night sky as he swims and drinks a pure glass of tequila.

“So my friend is back and he didn’t bother to check up on me.” A familiar brunette walked into the pool area in the mansion of Jack Gunter, dressed in a really sophisticated raiment, as she pulsated the atmosphere with beauty. She then sat on a beach chair, watching Jack Gunter swim, pouring tequila into a glass and sipping it little by little, how she got in, no one knew.

“Well, you never thought of coming to see me, guess you have been too busy with the manager that you forgot about me, and how did you get in here,” Taken aback by her presence, Jack made his way to the exit of the pool, picking up a towel as he climbed out.

“Hmmm, let’s just say I don’t fuck married men, and yeah, it’s been years and I still have my spare key,” She replied.

“No wonder everywhere was a mess when I came back, well my ex-wife got married to one of my rivals, I thought she loved me but never knew she was waiting for me to die before getting married to my fucking rival, Roberto.”

“Hmmm! Sounds like a betrayal with no remorse, well let’s split the portion then, I heard you wanna deal with them all, and I couldn’t help but bring you a little bit of assistance.” She said, wiggling a USB drive at his face, with a smirk visible on her lips, at first Jack didn’t know what the drive contained, but knowing Vicky, he knew that she had done something really deadly.

“Well what do you have there?” Jack enquired, taking the seat next to her, with an unwavering gaze on the drive, for her to bring the drive to him, meant that there was something he really had to see, but what it was, he was yet to picture.

“This drive contains, top secrets of the AOC and the Black market, it contains, bank details, passwords, video records of the black market’s activities, access to houses owned by the AOC, secret market place of the black market. This information could bring down the AOC, you could take them to the cops or you could do it your own way.”

“I have also planted cameras in the AOC underground headquarters, access will be given to you when you plug in the drive.”

Jack was wide eyes, this lady was such a bad ass, if this was true, his mission had only gotten easier, but Jack was an easy going person, he wanted them to feel all the pain felt while he was under the cold hand of Mr. Flair, so it was reasonable for him to take his time.

“How the heck did you get this Vicky?” Jack enquired, still maintaining a deadpan look on his face as his eyes caressed the drive, bewildered by her tenacity.

“Well I fuck the manager, what do you expect? Down went his zipper and up I went to the secret room.”

“And why are you giving this to me? Is this a trap?” Jack smelt a rat, he knew something was up, for her to bring this drive to him smelt like a set-up, and at this point, Jack had to be really careful not to let the AOC find him.

“No! I am loyal to only you Jack, you know I still have a crush on you, and yea, it’s absolutely not for free,” she added, still maintaining her corky aura.

Jack thought it through for a while, yes, Vicky was ones married to him, but they divorced all because she wanted to save his life then. Manager had Jack locked up in the middle of nowhere, with the vicinity just having thirty seconds to blow up, and the only way his life could be saved was if she agreed to work for him as his sex mistress. Then manager was obsessed with Vicky, and wanted her all for himself. She agreed and his life was spared and

ever since then, Jack had been indebted to her.

“Well name your price.” Jack said.

“Half of the cash inside of it?”  She replied, gazing at Jack in a positive way, knowing fully well that Jack can never resist the temptation.

“How much is it then?”

“Twenty trillion dollars.” she uttered in a negotiable tone, thinking that the amount was too much for Jack to handle.

Jack wasn’t taken aback by the price, he was worth over ten times of the AOC and the black market combined, and I’m speaking of almost four hundred trillion dollars, he was even richer than an entire continent, so twenty trillion dollars was nothing to him, it won’t add anything to his worth, it was like a tiny piece of rock trying to fall an entire mountain.

“I never knew the AOC and the Black market were this broke, how about I add an extra, thirty trillion dollars to that for your hard-work.” Immediately he dropped the bomb, Vicky was lips apart as she gasped, she didn’t expect Jack to give her such an amount of money.

“Send me your details let me do the needful.” She immediately called her bank digits and Jack had a change of mind, he sent fifty trillion dollars into her account, giving her Seventy trillion dollars instead. Vicky was speechless, she craved for words, but she found it difficult to let them out.

“Fly out of the country, they will come for you, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“It was nice doing business with you Mr. Jack Gunter, welcome back to action, we are thrilled to have you back.”

Vicky immediately dropped the drive and was on her way.

Jack walked into his mansion, climbed the glass steps and made his way to his computer room, where he immediate plugged the USB drive into his laptop, wasting no time and boom, just like Vicky had said, the information he needed was right under the tip of his finger, he finally had the AOC, the black market, and all business sights of the organization, now time for him to get to work.

A sips a glass of tequila and enjoys the cool breeze of the evening, as he awaits the panic of AOC.

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A man immediately bumped into the office of Mr. Manager, urgency was palpable in his demeanor, as he walks directly to Manager with a perplexed look on his face, and a laptop in his right hand, he caught the attention of Mr. Manager and a scar faced man who sat opposite him, then his stammered with his lips brimming with words.

“What is it Antonio?” Mr. Manager enquired, he felt the urgency in his demeanor, and his mood swiveled to a bad one, no one from the security room usually came into his office with such urgency, except there was an emergency that needed urgent response.

“Mr. Manager, a few moments ago, someone from the outside logged into our systems, claiming all the information of the AOC, we tried to log him out but he had the first move, he logged us out immediately, we have tried to log back in but… he has permanently blocked us, right now we have no access to the `companies top secret, accounts, and this person now has valuable information about the black market and the AOC,” immediately the man dropped the bomb, Mr. Manager stood up from his seated position, with his aura thrilled with an astounded demeanor. He had veins bursting out of his neck as he screamed at the top of his voice.

“WHAT!!!”

Another average heightened male figure bumped into the office in the same manner, moving with celerity and breathing heavily as he encountered the office of Manager.

“Sir, we have a bank notification and it is really bad, all the company’s funds and revenue were transferred to a private account a few moments ago, nothing is left in our accounts, not even a cent,” The man said stammering as he spoke, fearing the reaction of manager.

Mr. Manager was speechless he had nothing else to say, he sat back on his seat and gulped a large amount of tequila, knowing that the end of the organization has come to his regime as professed by Jack Gunter, it was indeed finished.

The was a few moments of deafening silence in the room, and a ringing phone pulsated the tension in the room, it was that of the first man who bumped into Mr. Manager’s office.

He immediately picked the call.

“I see you, I hear you, I see Mr. Manager as well, and also, I see the account department’s gentle man, and Barracuda my good friend as well, so I’ll need you to comply and kindly give the phone to Manager please, except you want to be ex-commuinicando,”

The man was bewildered to hear the voice of the voice of the legendary Jack Gunter in his phone, and equally traumatized by his words on the other end of the call, he knew what it meant to be ex-commuinicando, every assassin will want him dead, ones that bounty has been dropped on his head.

He immediately handed the phone over to Mr. Manager without hesitation.

“Gunter, speak,” Manager said with a tone of surrender, he knew that he was finished, and there was no fighting chance for AOC.

“Oh Mr. Manager, it’s been a long time I heard you speak so calmly, I guess you have seen my work, and I am very much aware that you know what this means, now let’s get to negotiation ok,” He paused, waiting for Manager’s response but didn’t get one.

“Answer me when I speak to you.” He yelled.

“Yes sir,” Mr. Manager jolted, everyone presently with Manager were eager to know what was happening, and equally carried an aura of bewilderment, due to the fact that they had never seen the Manager in such calm.

“From now on, AOC and the black market belongs to me, you now work for me and that is including all the assassins in the force, all payment methods will now be done by me. I have info of all the assassins now, the secret market places of the black market and also I have links to all the headquarters of the AOC and the, trust me, it’s enough evidence to cause you and your organization of dick sucker in a whole lot of mess if you don’t comply.”

“I am pleased to reveal to you all that the AOC, and the black market now belong to me and trust me, I am going to make you all pay.”