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
There’s an old English proverb that states: "A cat has nine lives. For three he plays, for three he strays, and for the last three he stays".A common myth that we’ve all heard is that cats have nine lives.But where does this fiction of feline immortality actually come from? And why is it the number nine?Nine is considered a magical number, which could also be part of the reason cats are attributed with nine lives. Cats have been both worshipped and feared throughout the ages and are seen as magical creatures.The myth that cats have multiple lives exists across the world.No one exactly knows where the expression came from, but it has been around for centuries.But do cats actually have nine lives?No! Cats have one life just like any other living creature, most people would say.Cats. Interesting lovely creatures.They're probably the most independent pet out there. They can withst
I remained in the car, waiting. After a minute or so the men outside returned back to their cars .The obvious explanation was that I was a Mafia crime Lord. A big surprise but it was more surprising these men didn't realize I wasn't who they though I was.For fuck sake, I'm just a sixty-five year old farmer who got murdered by his wife and best friend. I can't possibly be a Mafia boss.I had an entire white Mercedes Benz left for me while the others took the cars they came with.Since I was still dumbstruck, Knife had given orders to have me driven back home.I noticed my men were scared or me as they bustled me into the car and rushed out into the highway.The mafia.Leaning forward with my hands clasped to form a triangle, I took my time to evaluate the situation I'm in.The mafia.I've read a lot about them; even watched movies made about them.From my little knowledge about
" You must be Jericho Clay," the reflected image on the mirror spoke gravely. " I'm Giovanni Israel."I opened my mouth and closed it, feeling blood leaving my face. " What?"There was a long silence that chilled me. I stared at Israel's reflection, my heart banging hard against my ribs as he glared at me, his arms folded across his chest.I opened my mouth to scream but he cut me off immediately with a sharp note." Don't even thinking about it. You do that, you're going to give the impression to everyone you're crazy and you don't want them knowing that. There are enemies everywhere. They'll kill you."I shut my mouth, feeling my legs going wobbly. " Who are you?" I asked, trembling. " How did you know my name?"Israel gritted his teeth. He looked disgustingly at me. " Where are your guts, Jericho? I thought you had more guts than this. Quit being a chicken?"" A chicken?" I quavered, pointing my finger at him. " Y
The weather suddenly changed and the sky rolled in dark clouds heavy with rain. Raindrops came in little showers until they gradually built up to become a heavy downpour.I stood before the window, staring at the rain, a cigarette burning at the end of my lips.Behind me, seated on the arm chair was Israel; the most ruthless, hardcore and feared Mafia boss.Israel sat with his legs crossed, a glass of Hennessy wine in his hand. He was watching or rather studying me as if trying to evaluate the sort of man I was." I still find it hard to believe," I said after a long pause. " Not only did I wake up after being murdered, I awoke in the body of a Mafia boss. A Mafia boss who sold his soul to the devil in exchange for nine lives. Is it just me or does all these controversy doesn't just make any sense."Israel took a sip, he didn't say anything." I really wished this was some sort of dream," I said, turning around
Israel was stepping out of a night club in Las Vegas surrounded by his men. They walked straight for the parking lot, their eyes and ears alert for trouble.Knife followed his boss closely behind while the others guarded them. A while ago, Israel had been tipped by the club manager about some men waiting outside the club.They were the Capellos.Israel had only but a few men; about five along with knife. Reports came in the Capellos were a dozen men and heavily armed. Analysing the situation on ground, it wouldn't be long before the Capellos storm into the club to kill him.The club manager was under Israel's organization and was very loyal to him. He showed Israel the backdoor which led straight to the parking lot.Knife had suggested they remain in the club and fight but Israel thought otherwise. If it comes to exchanging bullets, he wouldn't want anyone in the club getting hurt. He was cautious about getting the cop
Spaghetti carbonara was served to me by Bistro himself. He wore his chef outfit while he laid out the dish for me. My mouth watered the moment I saw my meal. " This looks delicious." Bistro gave a wane smile. " It's today's special but I made it a lot more spicy. Just the way you like it." It's funny how I could easily interact freely with him in Italian. We were both speaking the language as if we were speaking English. Bistro drew out a seat opposite mine after filling my glass with wine. While he waited for me to start eating, I took my time to regard the food. There were no trace of poison in the wine or food. If there was one I would have detected it immediately. I took a bite then another and another. It was so good. I nearly cried for joy. I've never tasted anything so delicious in my entire life. Bistro was watching me, surprised to find my expression like that of a child who just got a Christmas present. " This is," I said, drinking my wine. " This is classic, Bist
I stood staring at her as she apologized once more and moved away for the restaurant's garden. I was still staring at her as she rolled her hips in a sensational way that reminds me of a wild cat. Again, I got that unmistakable electric vibe. This woman was dangerous. I don't know why but the feeling was just there like it's been there for a long time, waiting to be awakened. Somehow, I thought I must've seen her somewhere but I couldn't place where. " Who's that dish?" I asked Bistro. Bistro needn't be told I've taken a keen interest in this girl. " Her name's Ginny. She's one of the regulars around here. She recently bought a VIP membership green card," he then wrinkled his nose in disgust. " She works as a stripper at the Vegas Moon club. You don't wanna get involved with a hoe like her. She's bad news. She's also a messed up junkie when she's not sober." This only made me more interested in her. A messed up junkie. So she was a drug addict. I left Bistro and followed h
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 bàstard'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 bítch."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 Nagisa–dead. 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