Damien and his men were bold enough to not even wear masks. Why would they when even the police dared not say a word. They were Mr Turner’s men after all, even if the police did arrest them, they will be released with just a phone call.In the van, the men forcibly tied August’s hands behind his back, his struggle was not enough to overcome the four thugs. They overpowered him pressing him against the vans floor as it drove on.“Look who we have here,” Damien said sarcastically a sneer curled on his lips. “Let me go, you scoundrels,” August protested, struggling to free himself from the men’s grip, but he couldn’t they were too strong.“You disappoint me,” Damien snorted. “It’s so unfortunate you don’t have the strength to match your mouth. You talk so much but can’t free yourselves from my men’s grip. Maybe you should have thought of this before asking us to do all those things,” Damien said slowly, his voice dripping with malice.“Look here Damien, you and your men should let me go
There was no way August could look at his wristwatch since his hands were tied behind the chair. “What says your time,” he asked ignorantly, gesturing at the men.“Why are you asking for time now? Just a matter of minutes before you are dead, they don’t use Time in the land of the death,” one of them ridiculed and they elicited into laughter. “It’s wrong to turn down a denying man’s request, so I’ll tell you what the time is,” one of the men said mockingly before staring at his wrist. “It is some minutes to 3:00PM”.August’s countenance changed, putting on a more serious face he said slowly: “Enough of the play boys. You should untie me now, I have a meeting to attend and I’m already running late”.The men exchanged glances and burst into an an unending laughter, they laughed disdainfully till their guts almost came out through their mouths. “Did you hear this delusional fool? He said he has a meeting to attend,” Scarface mocked amidst the laughter. “Maybe it’s true he has a meeting
Tom’s heart jumped a bit, he had never taken a fellow man, one on one before. But August wasn’t going to be a full man; his hands were going to be tied after all. “Of course sweetheart, I fully agree with you. I will beat the hell out of this pauper such that he’ll wish he had never underestimated me; I’ll show him no mercy. He’ll beg me to stop but I’ll continue till I beat him to a pulp,” Tom said intimidatingly, clenching his fist.August chuckled secretly, Tom was now fully into his trap. “Very well then, untie my legs,” August sneered.Tom quickly removed his suit jacket and gave to Mia, “hold this for me, bae. This is only going to take a few minutes; I’ll break his jaws, fingers and some ribs then am done, he’s going to killed today anyways Three minutes is enough,” Tom said folding the sleeves of his shirt.“Yes sweetheart, this pauper deserves to be taught some lessons. Don’t show him any mercy!” Mia supported with a smirk.Tom then approached August, before he untied his le
Mr Turner’s eyes were almost out of their sockets when he saw his groaning on the floor. If not for the fact that he had seen him leave the office minutes ago with those clothes, he would not have recognized that it was actually Tom, his son.“Tom?” Mr Turner exclaimed, stunned. “What happened to you?” His tone dripping with concern and worry. The later could barely speak, all he kept doing was groan and yelp in pain. Damien and his men were almost wetting their pants, they were shaky like leaves. They preferred the ground to open up and swallow them whole, than face Mr Turner’s wrath. “Son, are you alright?” Mr Turner inquired holding Tom’s hand relatively closer. Tom’s mutter was not even audible enough to hear, he groaned and shake his mouth, only the almighty knew what he was actually trying to say.Mr Turner’s mind was a whirl! He could only see his son’s girlfriend Mia, Damien with his men, and a Man tied to a chair. Then where is the person or the group of persons that must
Damien was greatly agitated, the thought of what Mr Turner might do to him when he discovers about the money, made Damien to almost wet his pants. He knew his boss very well, the man doesn’t play with a single penny of his. He remembered few years ago when the protection money was short by $5,000, Mr Turner beat him up brutally and locked him away for two days without food. If he could be so callous towards him about a comparatively meager amount , only the almighty knows what he might do to him now that the money was short by $215,000. He would kill him period!“Tell me then, what is Damien hiding from me?” Mr Turner asked August intriguingly, his tone softened but his face.August stole a glance at Damien and chuckled slightly. Damien was almost leaving his skin, his forehead was covered with cold sweat. His throat went dried and he kept gulping inevitably.August hesitated, with each second passing, the chances that Damien might have a cardiac arrest tripled. At that moment, Damie
****Outside Enigma Eats restaurant, five sleek black Maybach convoy cars parked outside the restaurant. About twelve men adorned in black tailored suits with sun glasses on emerged from the cars. While five of them quickly hurried into the restaurant, the others stood guard around the cars.The men headed straight to the VIP section of the restaurant, they scrutinized the faces of the customers there but they seemed not to find who they were looking for. They hurried back outside and checked around the premises but seemed not to still find him.Again the men went back in. After thoroughly checking in, out and around the restaurant premises. One of them removed his phone and dialed a contact. “The young master is not here,” the man said quickly looking tensed. “What? How is that possible? Where could he have gone all of a sudden. He just instructed me to send someone come pick him up. While have he left the place?” the other voice asked frustratingly.“Go on and ask the restaurant m
Mr Kane’s mind was a whirl! He panicked terribly and didn’t even know where to start from. Someone just attested of seeing someone matching August’ s description being taken forcefully into a van. How sure could he be that the person is actually August? They don’t even know what the van’s plate number is or what it even looks like? If August was truly kidnapped, who did it and why? These questions and more kept swirling in Mr Kane’s head. He paced back and forth trying to figure out something that could at least give him an idea of who the kidnappers were. “Could it be Mr Clark and his thugs? Did they want to exact revenge on the young master for what happened the other day,” he baffled in his thoughts.“No way! Mr Clark and his men are in prison. He wouldn’t dare try to come at the young master, where would he get balls from?. He certainly isn’t the one,” he quickly dismissed the idea even before he could ponder deeper.As Mr Kane continued to pace back and forth pondering of what t
****Back at the warehouse, Mr Turner had just taken down Damien and Scarface in anger following August’s cunning revelation. Only if Mr Turner knew August was the reason behind Damien using his protection money to pay for the customers food.The two other men were trembling in fear. If the boss could be so ruthless to their leader, he would surely kill them! They almost left their skins when Mr Turner glared at them. But to their greatest surprise, he did not do what they were thinking. He gave them a cold glare and then shifted his eyes away from them to August.“Don’t think I will spare your life because you revealed what my men did. I have already decided you are going to die today, and that’s final, nothing can stop that,” he spat coldly.August was indifferent every time the man talked about killing him, he even smiled slowly. “You are such a fool, instead of demanding for me to spare your life in return for the information, you were more concerned about how I punish my men. Ho