Jericho's getting out of hands. Lol đ
For the next two days, I was kept busy. I processed Irene's divorce papers and attended to other businesses that needed to be attended to in Las Vegas. Irene didn't argue over our divorce. She was quiet and she seemed to gladly accept my decision. I had no idea why Israel set her up with Knife to cheat on him. Perhaps he needed a valid reason to have her divorced. Whatever reasons he might've had, he didn't relay it to me. During my free time, I went over Israel's journal. He was a very organized person. He had a private study where he locked up his most important records and documents. I spent time in his private studies, going over his records and journals. I was able to get an accountable information about Israel and his lifestyle. Israel always changes women every two years. It was more like a contract marriage. He gets married to a woman today and after two years, he kicks her out with a merge settlement. Despite being so bloody rich, he was one stingy bastard to women. He
The clang of the telephone clapper brought me upright in the bed. Ginny stirred beside me. She woke up, rubbing her eyes. " What was that?"" Just the telephone," I said. The telephone was at her side of the bed. She tried to reach for it. I put an arm across her chest, flattening her into the pillows. " I'll take it. Relax."I had to lean on her to reach the receiver, so I leaned on her and lifted the receiver off it's prong. " Hello?"" Boss, your brother's on the line. He wants to speak to you."I frowned as I recognized Knife's voice. " Who?"" Umberto," Knife replied. " Should I put him through?"I ran a hand over my face. " Sure."There was a click and a fruitful fat voice came on the line. " Israel?"I looked down at the small pale pretty face half buried in the pillow and smiled down at her. Ginny still looked good enough to eat. " Yes, Umberto. What's the problem?"Umberto began talking in strong Italian. " We're holding a meeting back home. We want you. Fly over to Rome
The men who sat with me were men of high influence. The nine sons of the Giovanni family. While growing up as a kid, I was engrossed with the television. My entire playdays were spent on staring through old newspapers and listening to the radio. I was one weird kid. I never bothered myself with puberty, dates or school. I love the farm and information. I needn't no prophet to introduce these men to me. I knew who they were. All of them. Sitted by my right hand side in an orderly hierarchy was the first son of the Giovanni family. Umberto. He owns numerous gambling dens and casinos across the world. By late 1980s, he built the most expensive casino in Miami. That's fifteen years from now in the future. Then there was Luca. He's big time in the stock market. Stock manipulation schemes was his specialty and he excelled excellently in it. Lorenzo was the third son. He's got hotel's built across the globe as well as real estate franchises. Luigi's into the counterfeiting racket. He
" I've got a negro I bought at a slave auction few days ago," Umberto said. " He's young, smart and vibrant. He might interest you."I didn't say anything. I was quiet and numb. Umberto noticed I'd grown silence and he looked worriedly at me. " Israel?"I came back to earth and met his eyes sharply. " What was that?"Umberto waved his cigar at me. " What's the matter? You went quiet on me."I could only stare at him with googled eyes. " Did I?"He squinted at me. " Are you okay?"I ran my hands over my face. " I think so."No I wasn't fine. Something just happened right now. First Umberto and I were talking, then came an explosion. But there was no explosion now. So what happened? I stiffened with realization. Hold on a second. Could it be I just foreseen the future?Umberto was talking now. " As I was saying. About that negro. I've got plans for him. He's very promising. His Homeland is rich in oil and mineral resources. I'd like to partner with Domenico toâ"I didn't wait for h
I was fixed with a sling slung by the lovely nurse that attended to me. My right arm seemed to have dislocated a little bit and had to be kept in a sling slung. But that wasn't my problem now. I was busy with my thoughts. Ever since I was a growing kid, I remembered buying a lot of thriller novels and crime related books. I only read these stories as a form of entertainment. I never knew that one day, I was going to play out a criminal role in my entire life. I was a smart kid for my age but I've never applied my knowledge of the streets into use probably because I had to go to school, get good grades and graduate out of college. Soo much were expected of a young kid like me at that time. But now as an adult, I was free to become whatever I desired to be. Hi, I'm Jericho Clay and I'm a sixty-five year old farmer who got reincarnated into the body of one of the world's most ruthless and wealthiest Mafia crime Lordâ Giovanni Israel. I stopped writing as I placed my pen on my lips
I headed straight for Mario's house and I didn't go alone. I went along with Umberto and Pietro. I had already alerted the other brothers. They were aware of what I was going to do. Mario was expecting us but not for the purpose he thought. I showed him the suicide letter. He grew red in the face and threw the papers to the ground and smashed it with his shoes. " BullshĂt!" He cried. " All bullshĂt. I've got no idea what this rat is trying to do. I'm innocent, you hear? I'm fĂșcking innocent."I might've agreed with him if we hadn't arrived too late. Smitten didn't intentionally wrote that suicide note. He was forced to write it. The reason why the daughter went missing was probably because she got kidnapped. Smitten was threatened to carry out the bombing else he wouldn't see his daughter again. Witt the bombing's failure, the perpetrators of the crime saw how dangerous the situation had turned out to be. It was only natural if Smitten was killed. Smitten did shoot himself but
" I need a cigarette," I said, scowling out the window. Umberto was seated beside me as the limo drove on. He brought out his own cigarette case and offered me but I rejected it. I've learnt Israel never smoked any cigarette but the ones specially customised for him. His cigarettes were rich and smelt entirely different from many others. It was special and costs loads and loads of money to make which was why he never offered anyone his cigarettes. I was exhausted and needed sleep but more importantly, I needed to smoke. My nerves were fluttering. " Well, I hope you're happy now," Pietro gnashed his teeth at me. He sat opposite me and his mean expression told me he was disappointed in me. " You would if you'd just screwed a woman like Melinda," I returned. Pietro's face burned. " Santa Maria, that's our brother's wife. If it were someone else, I'd have told you knock yourself out. But Mario? That's something different. Mario would never forgive you for what you've just don
" Hey, idiot," a familiar voice woke me up. " What are you doing? Wake up." I opened my eyes slightly and saw Israel standing over me. I groaned and sat up. " Not you again." Israel regarded me without enthusiasm. " You got shot again?" " Multiple times, thank you," I said and stood to my feet. " How many lives have I got now?" " Seven," Israel said and be suddenly looked angry. " Can't you go over a year without dying? You're wasting lives." " Well I think I could've lasted a little longer if your beloved brother hadn't drilled my entire body with bullets." Israel narrowed his eyes. " Umberto?" " Yeah," I folded my arms. " The bastard's the one who gave Pepi orders to shoot you the night you died." Israel and I were inside a room I suddenly recognized. It was Smitten's living room. " Say, why are we here?" I asked when he didn't reply me. He wandered off to the settee in the room and sat down. " We're here to know the truth," he answered. " Tell me what happened. I want
Author's POV:The television screen switched off as well as the camera. Lorelei crushed his cigar on the ashtray, slowly and hard. Inwardly, he was bitter with resentment and worries. If the information gotten through to him was true, then the situation was dangerous. How had Israel gotten immortality? Was he as ghost? It's been three times attempts have been made to kill Israel and yet he keeps coming back?What sort of diabolic power has be possessed?Rising up to his feet, Lorelei left the camera and proceeded to his Private elevator. The elevator shot him down four floors, stopping at a no entry door. The steel doors swished opened to reveal an enormous garden, possessing an artificial waterfall. The garden was beautiful, possessing big hedges on all places. Lorelei walked down the pavement down a stairs where he stood over a balcony. He adjusted his spectacles as his eyes studied the girls below.Little girls, not less than twelve years old and above wandered around the love
" Tell me the truth," I said. " Is Lorelei in South Africa?"Nagisa was lying flat on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. The thin sunlight coming through the mist highlighted her dark hair and deepened the shadows under her eyes. She didn't say anything. I could see she was hesitating. My lips lifted up in a mean smile. " You wouldn't say anything, would you?"She remained silent. I sighed. " Oh dear, it can't be helped could it?" Then I stood up and walked over to the tray of Knives on the table. " How about we play a game, Nagisa. For every question I ask you, if I don't get a valid answer, I cut off your fingers."Even that, didn't seemed to shake her. " What makes you think he isn't in South Africa?"" Now don't be difficult," I returned back to her with a razor sharp knife. " The fake Nagisa you set me up with told me Lorelei's in South Africa but I don't believe it. I think she's lying. What the hell, she is lying, isn't she?"Nagisa's white face was regaining it's colour no
I came over towards the bed and sat down beside Nagisa. She shriveled at the sight of me. I glanced down at her and smiled at her pretty face. I've never seen anyone so frightened like the way she was frightened. Her lips trembled as she spoke. " What's happening? Who're you?"It's funny isn't it? How many people who'd killed me always asked me that very same question. This power is amazing. You could get killed by your enemy and then when you return back to life, they start asking who you are. As if it were the first time seeing you in their life." I'm Israel," I said. " Your Nemesis."I was putting into words exactly what Lorelei had said to me. Now it's being directed to Nagisa. Nagisa gulped. " You're a ghost?"" More or less," I said. " Surprised?"Her eyes widened. " There were two of you. How's that possible?"I didn't want to get into details how I've worked everything out under her nose to capture her. It wasn't necessary. I needed something from her and I'm gonna get it
Let me take your mind back how it all happened. As I do so well. Everything was all planned out before I even got on my flight to Tokyo. When I mentioned I trusted Ginny, I did actually trust her. Why did I trust her? Well simply because she threw in with me and was willing to dump her former boss. Also, I got to realized she had a thing for me. Call it love if you like but I know when a woman's got hot pants for a man when I see one. Ginny didn't hide the fact that she liked me. Before my private jet landed in Rome, Knife and Ginny and I had already outlined the structure of our plans. Apparently, Ginny had exposed Nagisa's biggest secret. Nagisa wasn't just a poison expert, but she also had an incredible art in creating doppelgangers. She transformed young beautiful women to look exactly like her through the art of make-up. It's not rocket science nor magic. It's just pure art. I got to learn Nagisa did a six years course on theatre art. She was also a teacher in that field, t
Lorelei studied me for a long moment. My bet was he must be viewing me from a screen. I spotted a camera recording at the far corner of the wall. " Giovanni Israel," he said in a voice you could crack a nut on. " How long do you hope to hunt me down?"" Not as long as I hoped for," I said mildly. " Never thought you were a man all along."Lorelei laughed. It was uncanny how easy it was to converse with him without seeing his face. I really wished above all things to look at that bĂ stard's face. " Very funny, Israel," he said. " Which is why I've kept under cover all these years. My anonymous nature keeps me in the clear which is why it's difficult for you to catch me."I noticed Nagisa was preparing her poison. She didn't give me a second glance. " How does it feel, Israel," Lorelei said. " To be cornered like a rat?"" Feels horrible," I said. " Funny as it sounds but I've been through this road before."Lorelei could be smiling behind that screen. " I see you still have your sens
BANG!!!! A gunfire went off. I stopped in my tracks and fell on both knees. One of the Ninjas held me at gunpoint. He had driven a bullet into my left leg to stop me from reaching Nagisa. Quavering with rage and fury, I snarled at Ginny. " I should've killed you when I had the chance, you two-faced bĂtch."Ginny smirked. " Sorry, handsome. I cannot betray the Capellos. You can't serve two masters at the same time. I choose to serve Lorelei till the end of my life."I gritted in pains as my bullet wound began to heal. The bullet pulled out from my leg and dropped to the ground. Nagisa watched all these with rising interest. She was so calm and quiet, she scared me. " Where're the others?" She asked the Ninja with the gun. Her Japanese was strong and impressive when she speaks. Surprisingly, I could interpret the language as if it were English. " My men are hunting the Sienna woman. Regrettably, we lost the fat man."The were talking about Sienna and Knife. Nagisa asked quietly.
" How did it come to this?" I asked myself. " How did I ended up losing myself back there?"I remained seated on the chair, alone with my own thoughts. Lying lifelessly on the ground was Nagisaâdead. I didn't want to kill her. I had plans to use her in the future but Israel killed her before I could stop him.Why had he killed her?Was it because I resisted him from shooting Sienna? Or was it a means to threaten Sienna that he meant what he said about Killing her?Raising my hand to my face, I glared at the gun I had used to shoot Nagisa. These hands have been stained with too many blood. Was this what it felt like to be Israel?Sienna had been quiet after I had finally settled down. She left an hour ago and hadn't returned back. Knife and Ginny had heard the gunshots from outside but they didn't bother barging in. I was disgust with myself. I was disgusted because I realized I was losing my self. This wasn't me anymore. I was fast becoming an uncontrollable monster. No not a mons
I lit another cigarette and leaned against the barrister rail, overlooking the vast ocean. The moon was out with glittering stars across the waters. It was a lovely night. Perfect for love making, that is if you're crazy about séx under the moonlight. As I smoked, my mind came back to the conversation Nagisa and I had just had. It came as a shock to me when Nagisa revealed to me Lorelei was a man. It was the last thing I expected. I mean all these time, Israel must've been busy searching for a woman when in actual fact, he should be after a man. My reaction to this news showed my shock. I recalled our interrogating session:" Lorelei is a man?" I had asked, clenching hold of the arm of my chair and leaning forward at Nagisa. " How is Lorelei a man?"" He's a man all right," Nagisa said. " Don't ask me how? I don't know. He chose that name to keep his enemies off balance and confused. Taking the name of a woman gave him liberty to walk around freely without being targeted by his en
Nagisa sat at the back while Knife drove. I sat beside her, sticking the tip of my gun under her rib cage. I had taken the trouble of having her handcuffed. She wouldn't be causing any trouble as long as I had her hands cuffed behind her back. Sienna sat at the passenger seat at the front. She kept staring at Nagisa and I through the rear mirror. It had been a smooth operation. We sneaked out of the Chashitsu before the servants would realize the massacre. None of us said anything to each other during the long drive. You could feel the tight tension in the car.Suddenly, Nagisa spoke, " Where're we going?"I didn't know if to answer her or not. Knife glared at her through the rear mirror. His expression told me he disapproved of her greatly." Shut up," I said, threatening her with the gun. " I don't wanna pull a bullet through your heart."Nagisa smirked at me. " Try it. You wouldn't dare open fire in traffic. If you do, you'd be inviting the cops."The traffic was getting slow. Th