June and I sat out for lunch. She had not been happy with what had happened the other day at Marvin's office and wanted to free her thoughts from what she thought was a lack of respect for Marvin.“I am sorry you feel that way, June, but what I know is that Marvin was protecting everyone there and that includes you,” I said.“Why did he have to call me back into the room the second time just to humiliate me? I was truly vexed and you are the only one I could relate with. That was why I called you to discuss it with you. Marvin should not have treated me the way he did. I am supposed to be his wife”, June said.It is okay, hope you feel better,” I asked.‘I don’t, I should not have signed that contract because right now I am feeling extremely useless and cheap,” June said.“I understand how you feel but I would advise you not to feel that way because I should be feeling that way, my friend, but I am not,” I said.“I am married to him, Cax,’ she said.“I am in love with him, June,” I sa
The news of the jet explosion reverberated through the city like a shockwave. The night air, once filled with uncertainty, now bore the weight of an impending tragedy. Every one of us was shocked. Phone calls cut across every phone. People wanted to know what happened and who was on board.Shantel and Mr. Ross were missing, their fate hanging in the balance, a haunting echo of the shadows that seemed to envelop our every move. No one could say for sure if they were on board. I wanted to know if this mishap was meant for Marvin or for Shantel and her father.Why would someone do this at this point in time? A thought ran through my mind that it could be Marvin who was trying to do away with Shantel and her father to cover his tracks once and for all, but they were allies and friends for that matter.In the midst of the chaos, I took charge. The Martinez Gang needed to be informed, and swiftly. The call went out, alerting them to the situation. They were our allies, and in times of crisi
I drove quickly to the location where Larry had given me. All the while, I was careful to ensure that I was not being followed. It would take a lot to convince Shantel and her father that they were safe and I knew that.It was not an accident as Marvin had said and I knew it was not him that did this. My thoughts lingered around the Contractor andUncle Jonah. Something in me kept telling me this was not the work of Uncle Jonah, because what I knew of him, was that he was incapable of doing such harm.Who ordered this hit? I felt it was time to call the Contractor because he is the only one that can make multiple hits happen at the same time. Though I had killed the top assassins, I would not underestimate his capacity to carry out multiple assassinations in a few days.I got to the location. It was a motel. A very small one, for that matter. It was situated outside of the town. The night air hung heavy with the weight of uncertainty as I approached the modest motel where Shantel and
Everyone was still shaken by the blast. Marvin almost lost some friends, but thank goodness, he lost only his Jet. Every person who was supposed to be on the jet was delayed by Mr. Ross and saved by that action. It was designed by faith that Mr. Ross and her daughter would see the light of another day.I sat down with Marvin in the office and he was very uneasy given that it was his jet that almost killed his friends. The air in Marvin's office hung heavy with the weight of unspoken suspicions. The recent events have cast a pall over the once vibrant space, turning it into a battleground of secrets and uncertainties. As I sat across from Marvin, the lines etched on his face spoke of a weariness that mirrored my own."We can't ignore the possibility, Marvin," I said, breaking the uneasy silence. "Ken had access to your emails, and he's been around long enough to gather information. It's unsettling," I said.Marvin, his brow furrowed, nodded in reluctant agreement. "I never thought I'd
I got the burgers for me and Larry and went home. I noticed I was struggling to walk. It looked like I was drugged or something, but I struggled to the hotel, always watching my back to see if I was being followed.When I got to Larry’s room, I waved the burgers to him but was so tired that I told him I needed to rest my head and I dived on his bird and slept off.Well, that was my version of how I got to Larry’s bed in my head before I woke up.I woke up to see Larry by my side. It was a little cloudy but I could tell he was the one sitting by my side. I couldn't miss his body shape and structure even in the dark.Hello Larry, what happened?" I asked Larry as the pictures became clearer."The rest that you refused to have has caught up with you," Larry said."I don't understand, I never told you I wanted to rest," I said."Yes, and that's the reason. You fainted, Casie, you need rest, not because of you but because of your baby," Larry said.I knew I needed rest after all we had been
I accepted the phone Larry handed me, my mind racing with questions. The senator's voice crackled over the line, a mix of desperation and authority. I wondered why he did not reach out to any of the Lords in the Martinez Gang. I had introduced him to the members of the table. Anyway, I am one of them and the best at what I do."Cassie, I need your help. Senator Alby has been kidnapped. They're demanding a ransom, and the police are involved. I can't trust them entirely. I need someone who can navigate this situation without exposing my vulnerabilities.""Senator Thomas," I began, choosing my words carefully, "why involve the police at all? If it's a ransom, usually they want everything done discreetly. Maybe you should think about that," I said.The senator sighed, the weight of the situation evident in his voice. "Cassie, it's not just about the ransom. They want this to be public, and I can't risk my political career by handling it the way the police want me to, so I need someone I
Larry left me in the hospital to get things in place. He had already contacted the Martinez Gang. It was good business for them. Since cutting ties with the contractor, their finances have more than tripled as they have no longer had to pay fees and receive funds from the top. It was a very good deal and with the security I provided them, it would be difficult to take them back to the Contractor. For every job I got, it was a sixty/forty share and it made each party smile to the bank with enough funds.Doctor Jake came for his usual check. He was happy that I was getting the rest I needed. If only he knew what was going on in my mind or what I might have to tell him to do if he extended my days in the Hospital.I was not comfortable staying in the hospital. I was exposed with Larry gone and I was still feeling a little weak. If the Contractor can get to the Senate President and Senator Alby, he can get to me too. I thought about it for some time. I should leave the hospital to avoid h
The scent of victory lingered in the air as Senator Thomas extended his gratitude. The political intricacies had unfolded in unexpected ways, and the shadow of the Contractor loomed over the clandestine operation."Thank you, Cassie," Senator Thomas expressed, his eyes reflecting a mix of relief and gratitude. "You saved not only my friend but my entire political career. I owe you more than words can convey." the senate president said.I acknowledged his thanks with a nod, aware that in the realm of politics, alliances were forged and debts were accrued, each favor a stepping stone in the intricate dance of power.As Larry and I retreated to a quieter corner of the room, his inquisitive gaze prompted an explanation. "What happened in there, Cassie? The senator seems indebted to you."I leaned against the wall, the weight of recent events pressing on me. "The Contractor was involved, Larry. It wasn't just a simple kidnapping. The political landscape is more treacherous than we thought