I sat in my room at the hotel thinking of how I could navigate the new phase of my life. Things were going to be a lot different as I knew that from next month, my belly would be protruding, and I might not be able to perform certain things at my optimal duty. I did not like the way I felt about it, but it was just the truth I had to face. I had just gotten a drink from the fridge when I heard a knock at the door.As I opened the door, I was quite shocked to see Uncle Jonah. He stood there waving at me, who seemed like someone who had seen a ghost. He wanted permission to come into the room. Though pregnant, I was still very prepared for anything and all things. I quickly held on to my lap knife.“No need for that, Cassie. I have come in peace and also to make you know something you never knew,” he said.“How did you get my location? That is the first answer that should come from your mouth,” I said.“Like I said, I come in peace and this information I have will benefit you and the fa
I decided to meet with Rose to get more information about what Uncle Jonah had told me. So I called Rose to meet with me at an abandoned warehouse where I could get information without intrusion. I knew Rose was innocent and that her husband might have used her as bait or a mole to get to Marvin. I just have to talk to her to give up her husband and let her know that no harm would come to her. She was my very good friend.Rose came but something seemed odd. I noticed she had not dressed this way before. I was concerned about her dress choice as I noticed it gave her room to hide any weapon. I had never seen Rose dressed this way. it was only assassins who had images and identities to conceal usually do this type of thing.“Thank you for meeting with me, Rose. I am so sorry we had to meet like this. I didn’t plan it this way, but circumstances warranted it?” I said, sizing up the lady in front of me who looked extremely changed from the Rose I knew from the office.“It’s okay, Cassie,
"Cassie!" Larry's voice cut through the chaos as he rushed to my side. The gravity of the situation sank in as he saw the blood gushing from my wound. I thought it was my gun hand he had shot, but looking at it one more time through the on and off of my consciousness I could see that he shot me at my upper chest. I just hoped and wished that he had missed my arteries. Blood was gushing down from my chest and my belly."Come on Cassie, don't let go, apply pressure on it," it was Larry's voice I was now hearing from a distance, though he was about to carry me in his arms.In a flurry of urgency, Larry scooped up me in his arms, his eyes flickering between concern and a steely resolve. Without hesitation, he carried me out of the warehouse, the weight of the consequences settling on his shoulders.I did not know whether I had killed Rose's husband too as I was in and out of consciousness by the time we got to the hospital and everything changed. Doctor Jake seemed frightened for the firs
I woke up to find out that I was still in the hospital. I tried calling out to Marvin or Larry but with each call, there was a certain pain around my chest. The bullet had pierced through my chest and came out of my back. Doctor Jake walked in smiling.“You do not have to say a word, Cassie, you may still be feeling some pain. The surgery was successful, and we are glad you are out of a coma. You and the babies are safe. Rest a little bit while I get some more medication," said Doctor Jakes.Relief washed over me as the words echoed through the hospital room. It was a comforting balm to the anxiety that had gripped my heart. The assurance that my unborn babies were safe brought a wave of gratitude, and a flicker of a smile touched my lips.“Doctor, please I would love to see Marvin and Larry, I cannot wait to let them know everything is fine,” I said, as I found my voice, though painful, still came out quite well.“Cassie, they know, and they are still here. None of them have gone hom
The next time I woke up in the hospital, I was very different. I felt better, but it was like the old me with little hurts here and there, but I was refreshed and better. Marvin and Larry sat on opposite sides of my bed. They had refused to go home, and it now looked like a competition about who cared the most. I loved the attention, I loved it, that anytime I woke up, I saw them by my bedside, but I knew it was selfish to let them keep acting up and acting strong.“Marvin, please, I need you to go and take your bath and get refreshed. You also need to keep the company going. When you come back, Larry will leave for the gang’s headquarters to assess what is going on there. We may lose at both ends if we do not act quickly. As you can see, I am getting better,” I said, trying to ease off the competition and get us going before any more damage.While Marvin was gone, the dim light of the room cast a subtle ambiance as Larry and I reconvened to discuss the Martinez Gang. The weight of ou
The hospital room has now become a temporary sanctuary for me. Doctor Jake had been good to me and I promised him that his hospital would be well protected amidst the storm of all these and the uncertainties they produced. It became a space for crucial discussions.In the quiet confines of the hospital room, the air thick with a sense of urgency and shared responsibility, Larry ushered Sancho inside. Marvin, who was present by my side, acknowledged Sancho with a nod, and the room became a convergence point for the key figures in the Martinez Gang. As Larry ushered Sancho into the room, the atmosphere carried the weight of shared responsibilities and the intricate tapestry of the Martinez Gang's future.I propped up in the hospital bed and acknowledged Sancho with a nod of silent gratitude for his presence in this trying time and weird moment. Marvin also welcomed Sancho with a nod of acknowledgment."Sancho, thanks for coming," Larry greeted, recognizing the significance of this meetin
Staying in the hospital has its effects. It made me realize how useless I could become if I was incapacitated. I decided I was not going to allow any part of my body to get hurt again. I was going to train so hard to make this happen. I started feeling the restlessness that often accompanied hospital stays, and I expressed my desire to be discharged. The sterile scent of the medical facility and the constant hum of machinery served as a stark reminder of the challenges I faced.I could not bear it anymore, it was like I was facing a firing squad in the hospital as the smell of the place acted like bullets shot at me from every corner. I wanted to see the outside world again. I wanted to do so many things that it seemed like I was being caged. It made me realize what those in the prisons are missing and what they feel being inside. I was in the hospital for goodness sake and I am almost running mad.Doctor Jake, understanding my sentiments, approached with a reassuring smile. "Cassie,
I looked at the text Larry sent to me. Sancho had ordered that I join the meeting on a video call online in case there were things I would want to personally attend from the table members during the meeting. I knew he was just looking for a way to please the table, but I did not care. He owes me, yet he is acting like I do not need a favor from him.Marvin came to the room and saw me trying to join the meeting as I set up my laptop for it. "I thought the doctor warned you about working," he said."Well, he is not here and these people are still plotting to take my spot," I replied.As I joined the online meeting, Sancho, the head of the Martinez Gang, began updating the gang members on the recent events, including the attack on me and the necessity for me to take time to recover. The virtual gathering, a testament to the gang's adaptability, brought together its members to discuss the way forward during my absence.Sancho's voice resonated through the online platform, conveying a sens