On white sneakers, blue jean trouser, white polo and a digital wristwatch, Emmanuel briskly walked on the red floor of Greenville Hotel. He stopped at room 201, knocked on it then Cynthia opened. The girl who was on a fairy milky short gown, pulled him inside, slammed the door and began to kiss him passionately as if they had planned it, patiently waited with their thrubbing genitals. Now they had seen each other, they couldn’t wait to have their erogenous zone stimulated and satisfied. Therefore, Cynthia hurriedly pulled his shirt, unbuckled his belt and dragged down the jean to see his Ďïčk longing to come out from his boxers. She looked up at him and chuckled seductively. Slowly, she released the dragon from the cage, felt it in her palm and gently placed it into her mouth.
Emmanuel took a deep breath with his neck bent backward as he felt the pleasure, rushing through his veins. “Haaaaa..” he let out a large air from his mouth.
Meanwhile, Cynthia had lubricated the Ďïčk with her mouth, stroking it gently. With her tongue, she rolled around the cap of the Ďïčk and had a quick kiss on it that came with a seductive smile as she looked up at Emmanuel again. Quickly, she stood up to have him kissing her passionately again. Emmanuel pulled off her gown and pushed her to the bed to see the girl totally naked.
“Oh, you’re not even putting on underwear.” he met her on the bed.
“I had the food prepared for you. Now eat before it gets cold.” she replied, smiling.
“But I’m also hungry of the real food.”
“I had that one prepared too. You just have to eat before eating.”
Both laughed. Cynthia placed her hands across his neck and pulled him to her lips which he began to kiss again. Obviously, she enjoyed the way he kissed her. In the process, Emmanuel raised one of her legs up with a hand. Through the bushy Pů$$¥, he located her V@ģĭń@ with his Ďïčk and pushed in immediately.
“Aaahh!!” she Mõ@ɲed, twisting her waist at the same time. “f-__-k me, you little bastard.” she spank him pleasurably…
After the passionate segz, both could be seen breathing heavily and staring at the ceiling stack naked.
“I’ve finally opened my legs for you. So tell me everything you know about Crucifix.” Cynthia broke the silence.
Emmanuel looked at her. “Come on, don’t make it sound like I agreed to tell you about your brother because you opened your legs. I want both of you to meet. May be he will have something to be happy for because he’s passing through a lot. Moreover, segz is a mutual benefit; you enjoyed it and I enjoyed it. So stop sounding as if you did me a favour.”
“Fine, speak.”
Emmanuel told her everything ranging from how Raina loves Crucifix but Crucifix loves Margret thereby performing lovcilia on her to the part the two drug lords wanted him dead because of a chief priest said so. He also mentioned why Crucifix ki||ed Lucy. “But I get it now. If the chief priest prophesied that Raina’s father and Margret’s father would be ki||ed by a mind reader which they assumed to be Crucifix, I think they didn’t know that Crucifix isn’t the only mind reader. You ki||ed Raina’s father. You were the one that opened fire in the warehouse, aren’t you, Cynthia?”
Cynthia stepped down from the bed without replying him. She picked her gown from the floor and wore it, spacing through the window.
“Cynthia, that’s why you’re here in the state. Who sent you to ki|| them? Why did you even choose the life of ki||ing people?” Emmanuel was still asking from the bed, yet she never said a word. “You know, you’re nothing like your brother.”
“But he ki||ed Lucy, too” Cynthia finally said without looking back.
“Yes, he did but he feels remorse about it unlike you. You’re a ki||ing machine.”
Cynthia turned. She reached for her gun in a drawer and pointed it at Emmanuel, breathing sharply. “Crucifix has his own complications and I have mine. Now, get the hell out of my hotel room.” she warned.
Emmanuel quietly stepped down from the bed. “This is what I’m talking about. Crucifix is jovial, kind and want a good life. But you? You’re a murderer without conscience.”
“Get out!!” she shrieked.
Emmanuel put on his shirt then walked towards the door. He turned. “Your brother called. He wants to see you.”
“I do not want to see him.” she replied.
“What about the real food?”
Again, Cynthia showed him her middle finger. When Emmanuel left the room, she began to nurture some tears in her eyes. Swiftly, she located her phone, dialed a number and placed it on her ear. “Hello, Deyo, I want to come back. I can’t do this anymore.” she spoke on the phone.
“But you have only ki||ed Nelson. Adams is still alive.” A male voice replied on the phone.
“Adams is nowhere to be found.”
There was a moment of silence on the phone. “Alright, stay put until I have Nelson’s territory and distros in my palm. After that, you can come back.” the male voice concluded.
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The road was as busy as a market place. One could see Emmanuel seated beside the road on a public seat-out with sunglasses on his eyes. As he waited, Crucifix arrived in a short, sneakers and jacket over a polo shirt. He sat down beside his friend.
“You kept me waiting.” Emmanuel said without looking at him through the sunglasses.
“The police took me.” he replied.
“Really?” he glanced at him. “What did you tell them?”
“I told them exactly what they needed to hear.” Crucifix looked around. “Where is she?” he asked.
“Who?”
“Cynthia, of course.”
Emmanuel swallowed hard. “I’m sorry, Crucifix. I lied that I saw a mind reader which may be your sister.”
Crucifix chuckled. “Now I see the essence of this sunglasses you’re putting on. You don’t want me to read the truth from your mind because I know you’re lying. My grandfather confirmed it.”
Emmanuel removed the sunglasses. “Listen, Crucifix, it’s better you don’t meet your sister.” he said.
Hearing that, Crucifix stood up. “Why are you sounding like my grandpa?”
“Your sister is dangerous, okay! She might get you ki||ed!”
“Why is everyone telling me the same thing?!!” Crucifix sparked.
“Listen, Cru…”
“You listen, Emmanuel!” he interrupted him, pointing a finger at him. “I rather die by my sister’s weapon and in her arms than stay alive knowing that I have one without seeing her.” he walked out angrily, still nurturing the bullet wound.
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The next morning at Adams, Eda could be found in the kitchen while Raina seated at the dinning table, drinking tea for breakfast. She was dressed for school, looking smart and beautiful just like Margret who came to the table too with her breakfast. Actually, she was on call with Tommy when she sat down opposite Raina who occasionally looked at her, listening to the phone conversation.
“You know, even as kids those days, I did admire you.” Tommy said on the phone.
Margret smiled. “I know. I did too.”
“So, going to school?”
“Yeah, just taking my breakfast.”
“Okay, I’ll give you a call later in the evening.”
“Alright, bye. Have a nice day.” she hung up the call. Without looking at Raina, she started eating the noodles prepared by her nanny.
Silence emerged between them. They could hear frying onions in an oil from the kitchen. Suddenly, Raina broke the silence saying, “You know if you gonna cheat on Crucifix, isn’t it better you break up with him?”
Margret quit eating and glared at her. “I should break up so you can have him all by yourself, right? You think I haven’t noticed the way you look at him? Just mind your business.”
“Crucifix doesn’t deserve what you’re doing with Tommy or whosoever.” Raina added but Margret ignored her until both were through and herded out with their school bags. As Margret stood by the road, waiting for a cab, Raina wanted to cross to get a cab too, going to another direction, but a speeding vehicle prevented her. Margret notice it.
“What do you want to do, Raina?” she asked her. “Cross the road to get a cab? The last time I checked McDonald High School is this direction not that direction.”
Raina glanced at her. “The last time I checked, you didn’t give a d@mn about me or what I do. Just mind your business too.” she said.
“Suite yourself.” A cab stopped in front of them, Margret entered while Raina crossed the road.
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In another warehouse, there was a long table surrounded by fifteen men and women. Those were Nelson’s distros in the drug business who had gathered to know the next step forward.
“We do not have a connect anymore. He’s dead. We need to find a new one.” A distro named Jake spoke up which brought everyone’s attention to him. “I know a connect who can be supplying drugs to us. His name is Deyo from outside state.” he suggested.
“I object to that.” Suzanna said while all directed their eyes to her. “Nelson might be dead, but his daughter is still alive.”
“That kid? she doesn’t even know how this $h|t works. All her father’s factory which use to be our camouflage in cooking this product are all closed by the government. Where will she cook the d@mn weight?” Jake challenged.
“Where i do it is none of your concern.” A female voice came from the entrance of the warehouse. All turned to see Raina, walking in boldly in a jean skirt and jacket with canvase. On her eyes were sunglasses too. She looked small but had the guts of a god. She walked straight the edge of the table where she could see everyone of them. Gently, she removed the eyeglasses as silence lingered. “I’ll officially introduce myself. I’m Raina Nelson and I’m your new connect. If you have a problem with that, indicate.”
Tension rose in the house. Some people began to look at others. Suddenly, Jake stepped aside saying, “I can’t be part of this.” Six more people joined him.
The remaining eight persons walked behind Raina and Suzanna. The house was divided. Those behind the new young connect, brought out their guns and armed them at Jake’ crew while the crew did the same. Raina looked at Suzanna who whispered to her, “Anyone against a connect has to die.”
“We’re ki||ing nobody.” Raina whispered back. “What’s the leader’s name?” she asked.
“Jake” Suzanna replied.
Raina’s voice became high. “Nobody will die today. Not in my watch.” She began, walking to Jake, a huge black muscular man with a mustache. She stopped before him. “Jake, you know, I have a feeling that you know who ki||ed my father. Any day I find out that you have a hand in it, I’ll ki|| you, myself. Now, get the hell out of here with your crew.” she commanded.
Backwardly, they left the warehouse. Raina turned to others who had also lowered their guns. “Give me time to get another location for the cooking of the product. A new shipment will be ready for distribution in no time. Am I understood?”
“Yes, boss.” they chorused and left the house too, leaving Suzanna behind. The average woman met Raina saying, “Letting Jake and his crew go was a bad decision in this business.”
“I chose my father’s footsteps for a reason because only his footsteps will lead me to the person who ki||ed him.”
Suzanna exhaled. “We’re running out of weight.”
“I know. What of the money from the sold ones since my father died?”
“Intact but not enough to get ingredients for cooking another products.”
“But do you think it will be enough after the remaining ones are sold?”
“Yes” she replied as an afterthought.
“Alright, complete it. Get the ingredients while I get a location where it will be cooked. We start afresh. Now, I have a school to go.” She placed back the eyeglasses and began to walk out. Her butt flung East and West in the process.
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Back to Kenny High School, students remained in their classrooms, leaning one subject or the other. One could see Margret seated with her friends; Rose and Alice. Their history teacher, miss Agatha, was present, explaining African history to them:
“Scientists believe that Africa was the birthplace of mankind. By 100,000 BC modern humans lived by hunting and gathering with stone tools. From Africa, they spread to Europe. By 5,000 farming had spread to North Africa. People herded cattle and they grew crops. At that time the Sahara Desert was not a desert. It was a green and fertile area. Gradually it grew drier and became a desert. Meanwhile about 3,200 BC writing was invented in Egypt. The Egyptians made tools….” the teacher’s voice faded in Margret’s ears when Crucifix stepped in with his bag. They both glanced at each other before he sat down. His presence distracted some other students too.
Sooner did the bell ring. Miss Agatha concluded and left, followed by some students. Crucifix also walked out from the classroom without looking back at Margret or anyone, knowing very well they must have been staring at him repugnantly.
“We heard all that happened, Margret?” Rose began. “The news says that Crucifix was forced to join drug gang but he refused, that brought about the bullet wound on his belly. He deserves it.” she rolled her eyes.
Alice chipped in. “Are both of you not together anymore? So sad Crucifix knew who ki||ed Lucy all along.” She glanced at the door and turned back to Margret. “You still love him. I can see the way you look at him.”
“Girl, you need to end it with this guy!” Rose warned. “That he opened your Pů$$¥ doesn’t mean you should stick with him forever.”
“Hey, stop that!” Alice rebuked her. Yet, Margret never said a word.
On the other hand, Crucifix walked along the passage with hands in his pockets. He refused to talk to anyone and no one talked to him. All they could do was steal a suspicious glance at him. On the same passage, when Emmanuel saw him, he stopped, thinking he would stop too and talk to him as friends, but Crucifix never did as if he saw him. The poor boy walked outside, seated under a tree all alone. Where could he start thinking about his life? He didn’t even know the direction his life was going to. He didn’t just know what to do. He needed to be cool and be himself, trying not to think about anybody or talk to anyone. Suddenly, someone from behind sat close to him. He turned to see Margret. Both exchange eye contact but never said a word.
Margret brought out her phone as the boy watched her. She dialed Tommy’s number and put it on speaker. “Hi, Tommy.”
“Hey, girl. You should be in school.” Crucifix heard Tommy’s voice from the phone. “Oh, let me guess, you’re missing me already.” He added on the phone.
Margret smiled.
“Why don’t we see tomorrow. You know, like a date?” Tommy said.
Margret glanced at Crucifix. “Actually, Tommy. It’s part of why I called. You’re very nice but I don’t think I can give you what you want. I’m with someone already. We can continue to be just friends. Will talk to you later. Bye.” she hung up the call and glanced at Crucifix again who had not said anything. Margret put the phone in her bag and rested her head on Crucifix’ shoulder. That move alone activated the boy’s tears gland.
“I’m so sorry, Crucifix” Margret said from his shoulder. She raised her head up to see the boy shedding tears seriously. Even Crucifix didn’t know why he let out those tears. Everything was so heavy on him. “Come here.” Margret pulled his head to her chest like a mother where he hum the cry painfully, remembering Lucy. “Is okay. I believe you. I believe everything you said.” Margret couldn’t control her own tears too…
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On the other hand, Cynthia picked up her ringing cell phone in her hotel room. That was Deyo who said on the phone, “The information reaching me now is that Nelson’s daughter called Raina has taken her father’s position. You know what to do.” The call went dead.
Cynthia sluggishly brought down the phone, knowing that the very girl she was instructed to ki|| was the one in-love with Crucifix as told by Emmanuel. Nevertheless, she dressed up and reached a pistol which she put inside her bag to carry out the instruction given to her….
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TO BE CONTINUED