Tiger had set out for the mission quite early. His boss had left clear instructions on what to do. He quickly dressed himself in his black sweatpants and hoodie. He pushed his dark hair out a little bit into his face, making it messy. He packed the cash to be withdrawn on his way to the hospital into his hoodie pocket. The car was just a few meters away from where I had stopped to get the cash.He got into the car, slamming the door against himself. He cursed under his breath and turned on the ignition. The car had developed a little food this morning to deliver his boss's assignment, but he has to manage it till he gets to a safe place. Soon, he sees the smoke coming out of the bonnet. He pulled over on one side of the road and popped the bonnet open. Huge pillars of smoke escaped the bonnet like the car was going to catch fire.Tiger sighed. He turned left and right and found no water. Then he remembered he had a few candles of water in the trunk."That should be enough until I cal
"Everything is in place, boss''Tiger reported to Tiger immediately after he got out of the hospital. He had brushed shoulders with Victor on his way out, but Victor was too focused on getting to Billy's fake sick bed faster than anyone could think of. His plot is to make the entire world think Peter is an assassin; that way, he would be removed from his position as CEO. A file against him was set, the lawyers were ready, and the evidence. However, he doesn't know what's building up for him just yet. Tiger just watched him from the corner of his eyes. "Your cousin just got into the building, boss. Should I go for him?" He asked, but Peter refused, saying it would raise his eyebrows even more. "You've delivered the message. Let it slide."."Alright boss". Tiger got into the taxi and headed back to his yard.Peter returned immediately; he had received his award as the best CEO of the year. He had called Kayla and told her how everything went at the conference. Kayla expressed her happin
Billy woke up to a heavy bang on the door. "Who is that?" His wife asked in a hushed voice. I don't know who they are," Billy answered. Mia was not at home. She had gone to a party the previous night, as is typical of her. She doesn't come back early, and on other nights she would sleep out for three days or more until whenever she felt like visiting her parents. Billy knows that the bang didn't sound like a hit that would come from Mia's feeble hands. The sun peeked into the room through the shabby curtains hanging over the window. The bang came again, but this time it was heavier than it had first sounded. He jumped up and covered himself with his nightwear.I rushed to the door and opened it. He stood inside and peered out a little while till he was sure it was safe before he got out."Oh! Good morning, ladies and gentlemen," he greeted with a wild grin, recalling the faces."Mr. Billy, I hope you're good." One of the officials asked, flashing him a stern look."C'mon guys, do
The car stopped right in front of the building. He didn't bother to honk since he had what he wanted to do in mind. His shiny shoes clicked against the earth as he walked into the yard. He stopped and wondered at the luxury with which Peter had turned the whole place into paradise. "The boy has got some taste, '' Peter said to his dad as they both observed the yard. Even though the compound looked deserted, there were a couple of things that made it look fashionable. Like the water fountain newly built in front of the house. Victor's head shook a bit as he let the cold water flow into his hands."Money is speaking here; a lot of it, I must tell you.". "I bet he got it at a fair price from the old man just to punish him for all the wrongs that he did," Kennedy concluded. He was very close to the truth."I guess that's the way to the backyard," Victor spoke as he led his father to the little house Peter gave Billy and his family to live in.Victor banged on the door like he'd been ow
Kayla was excited that she would be going to this dinner with Peter. He had been of help so much since she met him, and compared to his brother, she had grown to cherish herself more while enjoying the peace that comes with giving a good man a chance. She had freaked out the day he told her about the company dinner and the caliber of people that would be present. Plus, he would be officially recovering his award for the best CEO of the season. Even though he had just emerged barely a year ago, his records have beat others massively, making him climb to the top in just his first six months in office.She hurriedly took her bath and sat behind the mirror. She was already fully dressed. Just a little makeup to enhance her beauty was all she needed to do. She had just picked up the brush when she heard a car honk three times. She knew it was Peter from the pattern in which he did it. She smiled to herself and watched him pull in by the window. She got back to her seat and commenced with
Peter held his broken mouth and ran out of the hall.He got into his car and drove off quickly. Getting into a fight with Peter was just not something anyone could do without getting deeply wounded. "That boy is a monster from the slums," he said to him as he drove off to the nearest hospital. As he reached the counter, the nurse on duty laughed at him before attending to him. "Please, I would love to lie on the hospital bed for a few days," he told the nurse. She flashed him a quizzical look and went her way to call the doctor."Thank God you're here, doctor." I would love to see her in a few days. To rest my head. I have enemies chasing me everywhere," he lied.The doctor nodded and asked the nurse to prepare the room for him. He was given medications and some painkillers to reduce the pain in his lip, which now affects his head. He managed to text the hospital address to his father before falling asleep. In about two hours, Kennedy appeared at the hospital. He walked straight in
The next morning, after Victor was discharged, he drove off to his home. The sitting room was scattered and dusty. He had fired the last housekeeper he had because she told him she was sick, and since then, the agency has refused to find him another housekeeper. He kicked an empty Coca-Cola can on the floor as he opened the front door.His body was a mess from last night's fight, and through his headache, he still could not spend one more solemn night on the petite bed.He pushed the can aside and got upstairs for a quick shower. Peter knows he was badly wounded in last night's fight and shouldn't expect him to resume work the next day with a bloated lip. He got out of the shower and rummaged through his wardrobe for a black hoodie and black sweatpants. He checked for him in the last compartment on the cabinet. "Sweet," he said, shooting the gun quickly. He wrapped it in the leather bag and headed out. He clicked the car open and got in. He doesn't have to fear the police because th
Two hours later, Peter returned home, and just as he was about to pull over in the garage, his eyes caught a strange object on the ground. At first, he thought it was a reptile, but then, on closer inspection, he noticed a rod sitting beside one of his cars. He picked it up and smiled. He knows who would have made this attempt. No other person but Peter. "I bet he couldn't hit the cars; he learned the hard way." Peter began to laugh. By the time I am done with him, he will have no legs to walk into my garage again. He spoke to himself and put the rod aside.It was a bit early in the evening, and work has been hectic for him.He got inside to enjoy the rest of the evening alone. He was in the sitting room when he heard the bang on the door. He checked his time a few minutes past 8 p.m. He adjusted his pants and headed straight for the door. He placed one eye on the peephole and saw Kayla standing at the door, vaguely lit by the light."Kayla," he said, clicking the door open. "What a