A massive amount of water squirted over Raymond's face. He jolted back to reality for a moment, and all he recalled was him standing beside a couch next to Kira - asking her about his target - John Marvin. And there was pain and thick darkness thereafter.
Now the sharp pain in his head won't let him concentrate on the aura, but then he noticed his hands had been tightened behind his back and he's fastened to a wooden seat - in the middle of a slightly lit up spacious room. He looked at where the considerable stream of water came from, and he saw a guy holding a huge can. His face was masked. Raymond jiggled, trying to loose himself from the grip of the chains and a voice echoed "Don't move" Raymond traced the voice to the lips of a light-skinned man - standing right in front of him. He squinted his eyes and flickered rapidly. That's the target. John Marvin. Four hefty men stood next to him. And surprisingly, Kira and the guy from the strip club - but his head was wrapped with a bandage. "Surprised?" John scorned - kneading his palms together. Raymond didn't utter a word. He maintained eye contact with John with gritted teeth. "I heard you're looking for me," John said, he walked to the side, eyes still locked on RaAymond. "What the fuck do you want from me?" John yelled, landing a punch on Raymond's face. Raymond's head wobbled to the back. When he erected his head again, blood oozed from his nose and mouth. "I want your life" Raymond muttered with gritted teeth and piercing pain. John cracked up and he took a step backwards. He suddenly ambled forward and dabbed Raymond's face. Raymond screamed in outright pain - a gasp gliding out of his bloodstained lips. When it seemed like he had gathered his breath, a smile appeared on his lips. That smile was the last thing John expected, as he exchanged glances with Kira and the other guys standing there. John leaned close to Raymond, his breath hitting the fluffy skin on Raymond's nose. "You know I can kill you right now huh?" He mumbled with his teeth gritted. Raymond scoffed and spat on John's face. John hovered back and wiped the clump of saliva with his jacket. He tightened his fist and rained punches on Raymond. "Ugh," he groaned. He pulled out a gun - pointing it to Raymond's head "Who the hell are you? Why did you follow Kira? What do you want from me?" He roared. "Speak before I spill your fucking brains" "You should ask them to give you a round of applause" Raymond snarled. John tugged the gun back and exchanged glances with everyone. "That's some good balls for a retarded minister like you. I never knew you've got street blood flowing in your veins" Raymond said, and a chuckle curled on his lips. "You're one hell of a greedy, blood motherfucking ass...." "Don't mess with me" John interrupted. "What do you want?" "You remember what happened on 21st September? I'm sure you were at your penthouse in Atlanta - watching the news broadcast that night" Raymond said. John paused for a moment - dazed at what Raymond was saying. He gave him a blank stare. A stare that implied Raymond knew a lot more about him and he could not wait for him to unfold whatever he's got and tell him what he wanted. "....and how is that your fucking business?" John yelled. Everyone standing in the room was confused - except Raymond. None of them had a clue of what was going on, but the look on Kira's face depicted curiosity and she couldn't wait to hear it all. "I kill for a living," Raymond said. Everyone's eyeballs dilated and they had their gaze stuck on Raymond. "....and I won't hesitate to eliminate any potbellied asshole like you who take delight in stealing from the poor. You're such a greedy animal" Raymond added, emphasizing the 'Greedy Animal" John tried to disguise the shock in his eyes, but the sweat cascading from his trembling cheek gave him away. "You have the twenty billion dollars in your possession and I know that's why you're here in Nairobi to squander it all. A fund meant for the less privileged and the innocent people who're suffering" John clapped his hands together. "Nice" He walked back and forth. "That project was top secret. No one knew about it. How the fuck did you find out?" Raymond grinned. He tilted his and locked eyes with John. "You should be peeing in your pants right now because I know everything about you, and you know nothing about me. Isn't that enough reason to be scared? Raymond scoffed. "Now listen you moron" John leaned forward, and he dragged Raymond close to him - gazing at him eye to eye. "There's nothing you or anyone can do to me. That money is mine and I have claimed it. Fuck what you know. You can do nothing about it. You're in my den. I will kill you and feed you to the dogs and hyenas" John said, vehemently letting off Raymond, causing him to groan in pain. Raymond gritted his teeth. He shot John a stare. "You're one hell of a greedy bastard," Raymond said when it felt like he had gathered his breath. "You will refund that money, John. Thousands of people will lose their homes and their lives, children will be subjected to poverty, and there will be no solace for the families of those who died in that attack. You pay for your crimes..... " John burst into a long frail laughter. The laugh faded from his face and he stared at Raymond with bloodshot eyes "I see you've been sent to do the unthinkable. But I will make your life miserable. There is nothing you or the American government can do to me. That. Money. Is. Mine. And I have taken it" Raymond scoffed. His heart was beginning to constrict in rage as he gazed at John. "You will beg for your life. You will plead for mercy, but it will be too ......" John landed a slap on Raymond's face before he completed the sentence. "Shut the fuck up" he walked forward. "I can choose to hand you over to the police or humiliate and kill you myself. But you will wallow here until I determine what I wanna do with your pathetic ass" John said. He spat on Raymond's face. He walked away, and the four men followed him. Kira gave Raymond a blank stare before walking away too.Latest Chapter
Chapter Forty
(This is written in third person POV)Al paced the room, his teeth gritted with rage. His footsteps echoed through the room like a slow drumbeat. Two of his men stood beside him. No one dared meet his eyes.“So none of you can explain where the fuck he went?” Al stopped pacing. “What do I pay you motherfuckers for?”Dera walked in with two other men.Al’s face tightened when Dera got closer. A vein pulsed in his neck. “Where the fuck is he?” he stepped into Dera’s space. Dera shook her head. “I don’t know!” Dera’s voice cracked. Her eyes darted towards the exit. “Where the fuck were you?”“I stepped out to get some food. And he was still here when I left.”Al let out a loud breath and continued pacing the room.He suddenly stopped.“Check the CCTV footage,” he said.One of the men stepped out of the room.Al swept a cold stare across the room and continued pacing.A couple of minutes later, the man walked back in.“Boss, we have a problem,” he said, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “Wh
Chapter Thirty Nine
“For how long were you going to hide?” the man said as Ria opened the door for him.Ria rolled her eyes as he brushed past her and walked into the apartment. She already regretted opening that door. “What are you doing here, Damien?” Ria asked. She stood behind him, her arms crossed over her chest.“You’re not going to offer me a drink?” Damien said, raising a brow. “You should treat an old colleague better than this.”Ria kissed her teeth and stepped toward Damien.“What do you want from me?”He sat before she’d invited him. “So you think being fired from the FBI will make me stay away from you? Come on, you and I still have unfinished business.” Damien peered into her deep blue eyes.Ria shrugged, shifting her weight. Maybe because she didn't know which emotion to express first.Maybe shame.Because she had been fired from a job she claimed to love.Or maybe she was ashamed that an ex co-worker came to mock her.And maybe she was kind of happy because she had been on house arrest
Chapter Thirty Eight
This is written in First Person POV (Raymond)Do they have beds in heaven?No!I can’t be in heaven!This has to be hell. Because for all the evil things I’ve done, I don’t think I deserve eternal life.And even if this was hell, I should be lying on a wooden surface—maybe. But this feels like a bed.The last thing I could remember was the conversation I had with Al. And after he went out of the room, it was just darkness. But before the darkness engulfed me, I saw the faint figure of someone walking in. Maybe I was hallucinating, but that figure looked kind of familiar. I just couldn’t place it.And now where the fuck is this?I can’t even move a muscle. And my eyes are shut!Is this how tightly dead people shut their eyes?I forced my eyes open, and pain shot through my head. It took a minute before I could identify the chandelier in my line of sight. I still don’t know where this is, but it’s not a hospital either. The room swam for a split second, before everything slowly settled
Chapter Thirty Seven
The air felt a bit too thick.The room was empty, dark, and silent—except for the faint breaths of Raymond as he jerked back to life. Numb wrists. His shoulders ached from being tied. A cough darted out of his lips. Criminals aren't tied down like this.His hands were tied behind his back as he sat on the wooden chair.He couldn't see any form of light. And that's when he felt the soft tinges of fabric on his skin. Ria’s hand doesn’t feel this soft. It's a freaking blindfold.He tried to move his feet.Pain shot through them as the chair clanked beneath him.Then it occurred to him to utter a word. He realized his mouth was taped too.And no matter how much he mumbled—it didn't seem like anyone was going to hear him.But whoever did this might have his lawyer to contend with, because even the guy who tried to kill Donald Trump was not treated like this.A huge amount of liquid splashed on Raymond's face.His blindfold was taken off, and he saw a masked guy beside him, holding a b
Chapter Thirty Six
“Captain Elias demands that you see him right now in his office,” a male colleague said to Ria.Ria rolled her eyes and slammed a pen on her desk.“Alright. Thanks,” she muttered through gritted teeth.The colleague walked away.Ria’s heart pounded faster, and it felt like the world was going to crash at her feet. There was no way she was going to survive it either.“Damn it!” Ria breathed, tightening her sweaty fist as she walked towards Elias’ office.She slowly pushed the door open. The enraged blue eyes of Elias welcomed her nervous gaze. The fluorescent lighting made her squint a little.His gaze settled on her as she stood across the desk.“You sent for me, sir,” Ria said, hunching her head. Even if she stood at attention, her knees felt weaker than jelly. Silence. Except for the humming air-conditioner. Elias still had his eyes on her, like he was a predator about to swallow its prey.“Sir, I—”“This is the end of your three days, Ria,” Elias said, leaning closer to his desk
Chapter Thirty Five
A television played in the background.A news broadcast was on."JP Morgan Chase has announced the loss of six billion dollars from the bank's treasury. The money was taken from the treasury of the Ministry of Housing and Development, meant for a construction project. As of the time of this report, the bank is yet to provide any tangible information as to how the money was stolen. The bank manager, alongside other top employees, has been taken in for questioning by the police. Hopefully, the funds will be recovered."People are saying a lot of things on social media. Some think it's government fraud—another way of embezzling money. Others believe it was done by a group of hackers. Whatever the case, everyone is waiting for an official statement from the Ministry of Housing and Development." “Now they have no choice but to pay attention,” Raymond muttered to himself.Raymond heaved a sigh as Ria tied the last part of the bandage around his leg. Not like she wasn't injured too, but sh
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