What was supposed to be a safe house in Tangie's seemed like the place she would be fighting for her life. She stood by the threshold, with her hand clutching to the back of her pant trousers where the revolver Mr Adejobi had handed her as a gift from Archer remained stacked.They had caught a faint whiff of tobacco when they walked into the house, but as they stood by the door, the scent grew stronger, diffusing from somewhere in the house. "Could we be in the wrong house?" Mariah asked, her heart racing with fear."Mariah pull yourself together, the password worked. We are in the right place.""Then the 'safe house' has been infiltrated." Mariah panicked, "We need to call him. I'll call Celestine," As she was brought out her phone, footsteps echoed faintly in the air, driving Mariah's anxiety to the brink. Without thinking twice, she dashed to the door, and yanked the doorknob with all her might, only to find that the door was locked. By now the faint footstep was approaching c
Mariah's fierce determination gripped the room as tightly as her hand on the trigger. She stared down at Luke, her eyes blazing with anger."Drop the spray, Luke," She demanded.Luke's expression shifted from amusement to surprise, although he concealed his fear. Slowly, he dropped the bottle spray, realizing he couldn't dare Mariah. Her resolve showed in the firm aim of the gun she pointed at him. He took a step back, raising his hands in surrender. "Tangie, are you alright?" Mariah asked, catching her shocked expression from her side-eye. Tangie's cough had subsided, but the effects of the spray lingered on, burning her chest like a sip of alcohol. "I'm alright," She replied, "We just need to get out of here?" "That's right, what's the password?" Mariah asked urgently."I don't know," Luke replied, the smile on his face slowly returning."BAU!!" Mariah shot the artwork on the wall behind him and Luke jumped, startled by the audacity. "I am NOT Tangie," Mariah bellowed, "Wha
"It is impossible!" Archer interjected, rising to his feet, his face scrunched up in disbelief. "I would never speak a lie, son. I suspect Mr Adejobi is the leader of that group Libra..."Archer paused, trying to process the information, "That group ceased to exist when I exposed Maverick Jr's deceit at the shareholders meeting. It can't be.""Have you ever heard of something called a puppet?" Master Woods asked, standing to meet his gaze. "Maverick Jr was just a puppet, they allowed him appear as the leader to distract you from the main leaders and the real operations of that group." The words sank in slowly, although the evidence wasn't enough, Master Woods had always proven to be accurate in his deductions, yet Archer struggled to accept his theories."What about Doctor Mason of the Pure Brooks Hospital? He was a founding father of the Seven Divine Citadels before he joined the Libra. He and almost everyone else turned their backs on Maverick. Whatever was left of that group ende
The air hummed with tension as Archer and Master Woods sat in the back seat of his jeep, the hum of the engine a stark contrast to weight of Archer’s thoughts.He had insisted on driving but almost every guard of the temple worked for Master Woods.Archer was not only surprised, but impressed to find that Master Woods had an army of Kenjitsu experts who looked nothing like what they were. His grip on the armrest, his mind racing with worry for Tangie.They had been on the road all day, blurring through the streets at the highest speed legal.Sunset became dusk and now they were slicing through the night.Master Woods observed him quietly, concerned about him. His denial of the feelings he had for his wife was a sharp contrast to the despair he had in his eyes. “We’re getting close, Archer.” He said quietly, his voice breaking the deafening silence in the air.Archer nodded, but his jaw remained clenched and his grip tightened on the armrest. Afraid that if he said anything, the turm
Celestine pushed through the doors of the Drunken Badger, the usual activities of the night going on like nothing was happening in the outside world. Well, technically nothing that concerned them was happening.Celestine had been everywhere in the city in one day in search of Maverick Jr. But it seemed like he had been erased from existence.There was no sign or trace of him anywhere, and he feared that Archer had trusted the wrong person when he let Mercy take him.“Celestine!” The badger called out, his bubbly voice cutting through the loud music. Celestine turned around in search of the familiar voice calling out to him, his gaze landed on the badger and he flinched, unimpressed by his almost unclad body. “What’s going on with you?” Celestine whispered as the badger approached him.“I’m having fun, Celestine. Live a little.” “This doesn’t look like fun to me. This is madness”. Celestine replied, his eyes blazing with disapproval.“Call it whatever you want,” the Badger replied,
As the night thickened, so did the unfolding events. Celestine was sitting on pins at the Drunken Badger, staring at his phone and praying earnestly that Archer did not call him. He was not ready to betray his friend, yet the desperate desire to save his parents gnawed at him. Meanwhile, Master Woods stood amidst the darkness, the glow of distant house lights of flickered on in response to their daring action. Archer joined him after his last shot, his heart racing with anticipation.“Four houses still have their lights off,” he said, his voice low but firm.“We split the troop, take the two on the left, while I take the two on the right.”Archer gripped his gun tighter, his senses alert as he braced himself for the task ahead.Adrenaline pumped through his veins, drowning out fear and uncertainty, leaving him with a fierce determination to find Tangie, no matter the any cost.Without further hesitation, Master Woods and Archer separated. Master Woods led the way towards the darke
Master Woods checked his wrist watch, it was almost day break, he had been pacing the now lighted street waiting for Archer. "Five more minutes and I'm going in there," Marcellus said for the umpteenth time, but Master Woods insisted they waited for a sign before barging in."We can't keep waiting, what if they're heavily armed? I'm worried, I am so worried."Master Woods sighed softly, turning to face the antsy Marcellus, "All you younger generation want to do is make your presence known. There's a certain power that comes with not being seen." "I don't care, old man," Marcellus fumed, "President Williams is a good man, I don't want him to get hurt. He's been betrayed by a lot of people and I wouldnt be surprised if you're one of them. We've been standing out here for over forty minutes. I'll only wait five more minutes and I'm going in there whether you approve of it or not."Although Master Woods was confident that Archer would make it out alive, he was more concerned about his
"I don't think the Press will call it self-defense when I release it... It will just be murder. Besides, in this video, it doesn't show that he was going ro harm you. But thank you, thanks for getting rid of the old man, he was such a pain in the ass." Luke chimed, his voice dripping with amusement."Is this funny to you?" Archer queried, disappointed by his behavior. "Someone else's suffering is pleasurable to you?" "Pretentious bastard! Worry about yourself. Your friend's sister lays on the floor in cold blood, but you are more concerned about my laughter... I told her but she wouldn't listen. I told her you rich folks don't care if she died or lived.""So you admit to killing her," Archer seethed, his eyes blazing with anger."No, no... You're wrong, you're always wrong you incompetent fool. I didn't kill her. You can ask your sick wife. Mr Adejobi did that...""What are you saying?! I saw you, I saw you myself, you shot her..." Tangie cried."Well, no one is going to believe you