“But your wife did. She is your next of kin, and according to the law, if one is not in a position to make a decision, then their next of kin has all the right to do so. Your wife handed me everything that you owed to me.” Jordan said.“My wife? That woman knows me very well. She wouldn’t dare do this to me.” He stated.“Not when at gunpoint, De’Luka! But you have such a weak wife. All I did was just show her the gun, and then boom! She was on her knees, begging me to hand her the papers to sign. And now, De’Luka, you are looking at the new owner of the De’Luka empire! You have not even a single cent on your fucking name because I have taken it all from you!” Jordan said so boldly.“You had no ri."“No right?” Jordan cut him off. “And you think you had any fucking right to kill my family?” Jordan roared.
“Excuse me, may I know where the bathroom is, please?” Ana spoke to one of the girls. It was about eight at night. She needed to make that call now.“It’s…wait, how come you don’t know where the bathrooms are? I also don’t think I have seen you around here either.” The lady, whose name Ana did not know, stated. Her eyes were scanning Ana from head to toe suspiciously.“Yes, I am new. Today is my first day here.” Ana lied boldly. The success of the mission lay with her. She could not afford to screw things up that early. She did not want to fail Jordan.“Ooh, I see. Take the right turn, then turn left at the far end of the corridor. And hurry, because we don’t entertain laziness here. The clients are too many tonight, and we must serve them all.” The lady spoke sternly.“Sure. I will be quick.” Ana said that and headed off in the direction she was shown.On the other hand, some meters away from the brothel, Jordan was anxiously waiting to hear from Ana. He wondered whether their plan t
“You all can hand her over to me now. I will take care of her.” Mr. Hussein said this when they reached his private room.“Yes, boss!” His goons responded as they handed Ana to him. “We will be out here in case you need anything, sir.” The head of his bodyguards spoke.He turned to them. “You all know that I don’t like people snooping around when I am having a good time. Make yourselves useful by attending to the clients who came for the drug business in the basement.” He said“Yes, boss. Excuse us!” They excused themselves while the man pulled Ana inside.Jordan took out his guns and walked to the gate. He wanted to see Ana as soon as possible and make sure that she was safe. He could never forgive himself if anything bad happened to the poor girl. Walking in would have been so easy since the brothel was open to anyone, especially if
Mr. Osman was busy assessing the lifeless bodies of his bodyguards as they swam in the pools of blood. He thought he had the best battalion of trained boduguards whom he had trained so well, equipped them with high-quality guns, and fed them well. He was so furious that they were all gunned down by just one person, whom he shot to death all alone.“Boss, please help me, boss!” One of the remaining bodyguards, who was still breathing through the pain, begged.Mr. Osman was so furious. Instead of helping him, he pulled out his gun and finished him off. He even added more bullets to some who were already dead and killed the two or three who were still battling to stay alive. “I have no business with useless fools!” He cursed furiously as he turned around.Ana was kneeling beside the seemingly lifeless body of Jordan. Her face was drenched in tears. The sensation of the tears against her sore cheeks made more tears flow, making her eyes two pools of tears. Mr. Osman had given her a good b
“Are you alright?” Jordan responded.‘He can speak too?’ Ana’s mind spun another degree with shock. Everything was clogging her mind in a way that she deemed too good to be true.Jordan stood erect before her eyes, bold and stainless. Seemingly to Ana, some magic had closed up all the gun wounds that had taken his life just a minute ago. There was no trace of even a scar on his flawless body. How could there be fresh scars when there was not even a tiny trace of blood on his clothes?Ana still remained stunned by the miracle that stood so raw before her. She wanted so much to go hug him, but the fear of learning that he probably was a ghost planted her feet firm on the ground, her body shaking with a combo of disbelief, hope, and confusion."He... what kind of man is he? No one could have survived all those bullets.” One of the girls who had witnessed everything spoke as they came out of their hiding places under the tables to witness the live resurrection before them.“Forget the bul
“ I know your wife is your next of kin. If you don’t sign these papers, I will not spare you this pain you are feeling right now and rip your head off with bullets. I will stay with you here torturing you untill you breathe your last. I will then go straight to your wife and explain all the dirty laudry you have been doing to her and your chidren. I am sure they will be divasted. They will never forgive you even in your grave, that is if they will even want to see your dead body. She might even decide to hand me everything willingly, but if she plays hard, I will force her into signing these papers and I wont care whether she or the children gets hurt.” Jordan spoke.“You are such a cunning son of a bitch!” The man fired. He had kept his shady deeds a top secret from his family. They were christians. There was no way they would forgive him if they learned the truth, and he didn’t want them to have bad memories of him after he
Jordan looked like a real criminal in handcuffs as they arrived at the station. Ana, too, was cuffed. They were dragged into the police room. Inside, they found Jordan’s lawyer, Officer Adamson, and Mr. Jonathan waiting inside.“Jordan!” Mr. Jonathan spoke in an attempt to reach Jordan, but the police officers who had brought him in stopped him.“You are not allowed to go near the culprit, sir! Please keep your distance.” One officer spoke.Jordan remained quiet as he was escorted to his cell, where Officer Adamson took the honor. He would have wanted so much to plead with the officers to let Ana go, but he knew it was all useless. She was accused of being his accomplice.“We will sort this out with your lawyer, Jordan. Don’t worry about it. Everything will be fine.” Officer Adamson said to Jordan as he ushered him to the cell where the detained criminals were singing hails and swinging their tails in ecstasy for gaining a new member. They were so good at molesting, so seeing a newbie
“You have just been basted, boy! Your wings have been crippled already. Wake up from that dream.” De’Luka spoke.“No, De’Luka! I am not a criminal like you. I don’t belong here, and so I will be out before you know it.” Jordan confidently spoke.De’luka laughed bitterly with bits of sarcasm. “You did not just flaud one of the greatest feared persons in the syndicate, but you also murdered him, and the tape is out there for the world to see just what a devil you are. You signed your death certificate the minute you decided to go up against us. We are the law. We made the law, and nobody dared go against us. An idiot like you deserves an award for even trying, but that is not going to happen. You will get a crown but of thorns. Your course in this matter does not matter at all. You are going down, kid!” De’Luka hissed. He knew how well protected they were by high-ranking authorities. Jordan was nothing but