In the morning, Shantel was already in Marvin’s office. Marvin called me to come to his office that Shantel was there. We gathered in Marvin's office, it was like Marvin’s office became the center of our operations. The air was thick with tension as we discussed the events of the previous night and the steps we needed to take to protect ourselves from further danger. Marvin and Shantel sat across from each other, their expressions a blend of determination and anxiety. Shantel was not sure of our next move, she wanted us to stay quiet until everything died down. She was still shaken by yesterday’s event. “I have not had the opportunity to say thank you, thank you and I owe you my life,” Shantel said. My presence in the room was a testament to the unity of our cause—to uncover the truth and shield Marvin from the unseen threats that loomed. It was a complex game of deception we were playing, but we had little choice but to engage in it to safeguard our future. “Have you told Ken abo
As I lay on my bed wondering what to do next with the whole issue. It is either I kill Marvin or I protect him. But it seemed like he was considered a target by too many people. His father must have had so many adversaries.I had come to love him, though I knew that love was not enough reason not to eliminate the target. Letting Marvin live longer exposes me to so many threats that may even take my life. I knew it would come to either be my life or his or even both. Another thing I needed to figure out was who Ken was working for. From every indication, it looked like Uncle Jonah, but I certainly could not say if he did work for Uncle Jonah. I wished Rose had been here with me. I would have asked her if any meeting had occurred again in the Bar.I decided that I would keep Marvin as long as I could and if I couldn’t, no one was going to do the killing but me. I wondered why the Contractor had not called yet. I had closed the contract by killing every assassin hired to take out Marvin,
I was unpacking and getting ready for the job. I only had one week and I didn’t even know the contents of the file I had on my table. Larry watched me in a very suspicious way.Larry had always known that working with me came with its fair share of surprises, but the turn of events in his past encounters with me had left him feeling utterly bewildered. Larry would have noticed my recent behavior towards him and my judgment calls all gone wrong. My love for Marvin has erupted in my emotions and my decisions recently."Larry, we have a new contract," I began, my voice was steady. "The Contractor reached out with a proposal," I said.Larry was curious and I could see that, but how he remained calm despite his curiosity never seemed to baffle me."What's the contract about?" He asked me.I opened the envelope, revealing a dossier that contained photographs and information about a man named Mr. Ross, who had been reported missing. "Mr. Ross, whoever he is has been kidnapped. The Contractor
"I've been digging for information," his eyes darting nervously around the room. "I think I've found the location where they're holding Mr. Ross. But it's their hideout, it is the gang’s most dangerous place in the city and well protected because it is where their leader is," Larry said.I nodded, her determination unwavering. "We can't wait any longer. We have to get him out of there before it's too late. What else did you find out?" I said.“It is guarded by at least 150 gang members, all entries are secured. They have sophisticated weapons, you may need to avoid contact until you get to Mr. Ross. I think I should let you know that they are also on the payroll of the Contractor,” Larry said, warning of every difficulty involved in the task.“So I ca
With renewed determination, I continued my search, evading every possible contact. I knew that if I didn’t get to Mr. Ross in a few minutes I would be discovered because of the gang member I had killed. There was a hallway leading to some very small compartments but it was heavily guarded by six men, three at each entrance. I thought about shooting them when Larry’s voice echoed in my head. “Don’t think of shooting them. If you do, you will have more than fifty men rushing towards your location. From the infrared indications, there is someone sitting down as if he were a hostage in room three. I think you should use your knife,” Larry said. “Copy that,” I replied, whispering so that I could not be heard by the men. I felt Larry just wanted to enjoy himself or get me ki
I could hear Larry from a distant distance in my head calling my name several times. It looked like everything had paused for a moment in time and things started reappearing slowly. Mr. Ross was shaking me profusely while asking me not to die on him. I coughed. “Let go, I am fine, move out now,” as I took my gun out of my pouch, Mr. Ross was still with the machine gun. “Shoot anything that looks like a movement and don’t hesitate,” I said. “They are closing on you, Cassie, hurry, out of there,” Larry said. Mr. Ross waited for me to catch up with him and started shooting at the men who were now gaining on us. I was tired and did not know why. It could have been the fall. I was gradually regaining my strength and my vision, but I knew if I had to leave the shooting to Mr
“Mr. Ross, I must confess that you and your family are already in danger and I am no longer under any obligation to protect you as you are no longer an asset to me the moment you step out of that building,” I said. “What do you mean by that?” Mr. Ross asked. I knew he did not like the fact that I was boxing him into a corner where he would feel unsafe unless he revealed whatever secrets he had been keeping. He knew the Contractor, so that already, for me, makes him a suspect in his own kidnap. “I am sorry, but what I said was exactly what I meant. I need the truth and I need names,” I said. Before I could delve further into Mr. Ross's awaited response, a young woman burst onto the scene, her footsteps quick
Shantel got up, not minding the gun was pointed at her. She walked towards me, bent down, and said,“I know you are in love with Marvin, but I also know you are a kind and forgiving person. My father has done nothing wrong. He refused to work with Uncle Jonah and that’s what got us here,” Shantel said, pleading with me.“Shantel, Can you make it make sense to me? Are you not working for Ken and Ken? I know Ken was working for Uncle Jonah,” I said, hoping she would say yes.“No, it was Uncle Jonah that I had a deal with to get married to Marvin and divorce him in three months' time. I don’t know why, but that was the deal. I do not know what Ken had with Uncle Jonah and it is not clear if he works for Uncle Jonah because it does not seem so,” Shantel said.“How is it even possible to divorce him in three months' time after hurriedly marrying him?” I asked.“I was not going to marry him, I was hoping I could tell him what was happening. You could see I called the relationship off,” Shan