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I was still in shock of what could be going through Frederick’s mind or if he already found out what I was trying to hide when he finally broke the cold silence. “Are you always this careless? You could have cut yourself by picking that up.” Frederick said, moving my hand away from the turner that had the broken pieces of the glass bowl right beside it. “Huhh,” I said, still out of thoughts. Frederick stood, grabbed some paper towels and used it to collect the broken glasses from the floor. “Hey! Are you okay?…. Why are your thoughts all over the place?” Frederick asked, worried. I finally came back to myself and realized what had happened. Here I was thinking he was trying to get information about my meeting with Marcus when all he was trying to do was keep me out of harm's way. “I'm sorry, I got lost for a moment there,” I said as I quickly stood as well and pulled off my apron onto the chair. I adjusted my top and slid my hair to the back of my ears to keep them in pla
Julian and Frederick finally got to the empty supply room and met the head of security along with other men in black there. “Where is Sammy?” Julian asked immediately, trying to calm down from walking too fast. The head security led Julian into the supply room and removing the pile of thick thapoline cover, uncovered Sammy’s lifeless body. Julian’s suspicions became right as his hand went straight to cover his mouth out of shock. “We found him dead and covered with this here,” the head security said pointing to the thick white cover. Julian went closer and bent right beside it, his eyes searching through to note anything. “I think the cause of death was a stab to the chest but the weapon seems not to be found anywhere around here sir,” the head security said. “Any idea the last person he spoke with before coming here?” Frederick asked. “He was supposed to check the inventory before he was claimed missing. I'll have to question every single staff sir,” the head security said.
CHAPTER TWELVE I stood there, dumbfounded and trying to piece together why I had to go with Julian to the trade off when I saw only the back of Julian leaving my room and shutting the door. I found my way to the stool right by my canvas and sat, dazed, and realized what unveiled in each moment I spent locked up here. This wasn't going to end, Julian said it would but I think I know now that it actually never ends. My mind wondered what next would happen if I scaled through this. Now I was beginning to consider Marcus’s plan about escaping this place. It wasn't even up to 10 minutes Julian left my room, I heard another knock. I suddenly stood, a part of me hoping it was Marcus so we could go ahead with his plan. “Marcus?” I said hastily. The door opened up and it was not Marcus but one of Julian’s men. I let out a deep sigh, turned and tried to get back to my seat when he said. “I was told to bring you with me ma’am” he said sturdily, not moving an inch from the entrance.
CHAPTER THIRTEENMarcus saw that I was led into Julian’s study and sensed that something was wrong. He waited until the man who brought me came out of the study and quickly approached him. “Hey” Marcus called out, signaling him to come closer.The man came closer to Marcus, skeptical of being caught not at his position. “What's going on? Why was she taken in to the study?” Marcus asked curiously. “I don't really know anything, I was only ordered to bring her to the study” he said. Marcus knew this information wasn't quite enough and still looking around his surroundings, he pressured him for more information. “Who gave the order?” Marcus asked. “Mr Julian gave the order, that's all I know” he said.“C’mon, that can't possibly be all you know. There must have been a reason to have brought her there. See, in a place like this, all we've got is ourselves, so sharing things like this would help us stand firm together don't you think?” Marcus said cunning
*THE D-DAY*I heard the door to Julian’s room where I stayed opened, a part of me was happy that I had taken a break from painting a beautiful yet difficult art but another part of me was unhappy and angry that my life was about to be put in danger because of some mafia business that I had no idea about. It was Frederick who came in, holding a sun dress hung on a single cloth hanger. He approached me with a charismatic smile, he always gave off a certain kind of energy whenever he was around, he was more of the opposite of Julian. “I don’t know if it’s me or does Julian not have a good eye for women’s clothing?” Frederick said as he handed over to me the sun dress with a funny face, I just couldn’t help but smile. “I bet Julian doesn’t have a good eye for anything,” I said smiling as I collected the dress from Frederick. “This is what I am to wear today?” I asked. “Yeap, that’s what the boss wants,” Frederick said as he reached out for the chair by the table, pulled it closer and
While Xavier’s men were on their way back to the car after confirming the money, Marve put down his binoculars and turned to Xavier from the passenger seat. “There is no sign of the kid Marcus in their convoy, he was supposed to give us a signal if he had the painter way before now. I only saw a lady in the car with Julian, I think she could be the painter,” Marve reported to Xavier. Xavier grunted in anger and slammed his laptop shut.“I just knew that kid was up to no good…… He’s going to pay for this. Find his father and bring him to me,” Xavier ordered Marve.“Give me that!” Xavier said out of anger and collected the binoculars to take a look as well. “Yes boss,” Marve answered and passed the binoculars to Xavier who then took a look and saw me at back seat, right before we drove out. “That’s my beloved alright….. I wonder what made Julian bring her out here to be snatched. At least saves us the trouble and risks of taking her from his domain,” Xavier said pleased. “But she’s
The head security was done doing his usual rounds around the house when he suddenly observed that Julian was yet to be back and it was long overdue. He brought out his phone and dialed Julian’s number but it didn’t go through, he then dialed Frederick’s number more than once and it rang but no one answered. Now this was unusual of Frederick not to pick up his call and Julian’s number not being reachable. He turned around and saw Marcus standing in his position, still trying to figure out a way to leave the mansion in his head. “Hey you!” The head security called out, pointing to Marcus.“Me?” Marcus asked.“Yes you….get me two other men and get the car ready now. We are heading out,” the head security ordered.Finally! There was an opportunity for Marcus to leave the house. Of course he had to think of a way to evade the head security and others while they were outside but he decided he would figure that out when he gets out of the mansion. “Yes sir,” Marcus answered and went off t
Marcus was still on the run as he kept driving as fast as he could with the mindset that he could be followed by Julian’s men. After he drove for a far distance and realized he wasn't being followed, he brought his burner phone and dialed his father’s contact and it answered. “Dad, I was able to escape,” Marcus quickly said over the phone.“Good! We've been trying to get in touch with you….. If you know what's best for you and want your father alive, come to the address you'll receive,” Marve said over the phone and hung up. Marve texted the address to Xavier’s place to Marcus and handed the burner phone over to Xavier. “Do you think he'll show up?” Marve asked. “I guess we'll see how much he loves his father,” Xavier said as he turned his attention to me. “You see at first, I heard that Julian had abducted a famous painter and I wondered, what could he possibly do with a famous painter to have her kidnapped? Keep her as his play thing? Make her paint a couple of plagiarized artw
I slightly adjusted on the bed and opened my eyes slowly, the rays of the morning sun shone right on my face as I squinted my eyes to avoid direct light. I rubbed one of my eye with my left hand as though that would clear the sleep in my eye as I looked around and saw Julian fast asleep right by my bed side. He had held my hand over the night and fallen asleep while seated, with his head rested on the edge of the bed. I looked at him with so much warmth and knew within me that there was no way I could ever get away from this attachment I have toward him.I gently caressed his face, traced my fingers all the way from his forehead to his ear and to his beards and this woke him up.At first he looked at me as though it was a dream and when he realized I was truly there on the bed, his eyes shined and sparkled with so much care.“Are you okay? How’s your ankle?” Julian asked now as he sat up on the chair and I did the same on the bed, a duvet covered me halfway. “I am fine…..I am just s
Marcus was busy and diligent with what he was doing. He and five other ball boys were in the part of the abandoned ship that was used to package Xavier’s drugs. They all wore nose masks as they were busy packing and wrapping the drugs in small transparent satchets and also in small quantities. “Did you hear about the disturbance yesterday?” One of the ball boys who wore a black face cap said. “What disturbance?” The other ball boy asked still busy with what he was doing. Marcus overheard them from where he was busy with his packaging and decided to pay attention. “I heard some girl got taken from the boss’s mansion.” The ball boy with the face cap said. “Some girl? Are you sure she didn’t run away?” The other ball boy asked. Marcus still paid attention but didn’t think anything of some girl being taken until he heard the other ball boy respond. “I heard she’s some painter that was kidnapped by the boss……I also heard she’s painting him a top coded artwork” the ball boy with the
Marve was seen seated on the bonnet of his car smoking a cigarette when Mateo approached him. “The kid seems eager to work……he’s been at it since morning, is he trying to prove his worth to Xavier that bad,” Mateo asked. “Put him to more work if he’s so eager,” Marve said and hopped down from where he sat. “You don’t like that he’s here? Is he related to you?” Mateo asked out of curiosity. “Like you said, he’s just a kid trying to prove his worth….so help him do just that” Marve said.“How’s it look? The goods” Marve asked.“The ball boys are quite good at offloading them off the ship, we’ve been able to ship some of the stuff out of the country” Mateo said.“I need to head back” Marve said as he looked at his watch and the time read 8:50 pm.“I actually found it odd that you’ve been here since you came in the morning…. I didn’t think you’d stay till this late. Got any issues back at Xavier’s?” Mateo asked.“I needed to clear my head……keep your eyes on the kid, I am outta here” Ma
It was a couple of minutes to the said time for getting me out from Xavier’s mansion. Klaus and his men were ready and all set as they headed into their car while Julian followed as well. Klaus made contact with one of their men in Xavier’s mansion and gave them the time for the secret passage be opened. They were all dressed in black outfit, used a black nose cover and a black full face cover. Julian had picked up his silent gun and also stuck a pen knife right beside his sock before he got into the car with the other three as they drove off. They finally drove and parked at a spot not too far from the mansion and walked over to the secret entrance. Klaus led the way while the other two and Julian followed from behind and indeed there was a secret passage and it was already opened. They all got into the mansion now as they moved sneakily to avoid attention. Using the house blueprint, Klaus found his way to the house entrance and stabbed one of the guards by the door while one of h
Marcus finally broke free from the hands that pulled him away from the offender. Marcus then pushed the man out of his way as he exited the bar and in the process made an object drop from the man’s pocket. The man bent and picked up the object and apparently it was his identity card—he was a detective. Detective Garrett was a fairly dark skinned man in his early forties, his dark hair was on a low cut with black shiny beards that ran from one jawline to the other. He had no wife, no kids and just work. He’s been working on a particular case that is linked to Lexi's biological parents and a missing technology. He stood there in the bar as he looked outside and watched Marcus get on his bike and zoomed off. ****************************************************The morning brought forth three of Stronach’s men as promised to Julian’s gate as they were allowed into the vast compound and led into the main house. “Our Krestny Otets(godfather) wants us to help you get your girl out” the t
In total darkeness, Mr Thompson found his hand into his pocket and brought out his phone as the screen came on and shone some dim light on his face and he called his son Marcus. The phone rang all through and Marcus didn’t pick up. He called again as he walked towards his car and got in, still, Marcus didn’t pick up. He dialed the number one more time and dropped the phone on the passenger seat, started the car and drove out of under the bridge and while he drove, Marcus picked up. “Marcus! Why weren’t you picking?!” Mr Thompson vented out.“I was busy” Marcus said without remorse.“Busy?” Mr Thompson asked.“Yes, and I will be a lot more busy from today onward” Marcus said. “Busy with what Marcus? I want you to be extra careful, I don’t want you going around getting into a mess that would cost me!” Mr Thompson said, both hands still on the steering wheel. “Is that all I mean to you Dad?” Marcus asked. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Mr Thompson asked. “Never mind” Marcus chan
Julian finally drove home at night after making different findings about Dmitri. He drove into his compound and was welcomed by the head of security. “Welcome boss,” the head security said and collected Julian’s small luggage. Julian without wasting much time headed into the house, into his study and into his hidden room. He took off just his shirt and went into the bathroom with his black pants. He stood right there, under the shower, water drizzling down on his hair and down his well built body. He ran his wet dark wavy hair with his hands, moving the water flow down to the back of his shoulders and revealed a more broader shoulder and a tattoo of a snake wrapped around a sword at the center of his back, a scar slanting from behind his lower back to his waist; it was an old scar. He stood there in the shower getting soaked with water for a while as he hoped to recollect himself. He was finally done and came out of the shower and into the room in a white bathrobe. He then came ou
Xavier had exhausted his cigarette now as he quenched it in the cigarette plate. He picked up the cigarette pack and brought out another stick and gestured it towards Marcus. “Here, have a smoke with me,” Xavier said and gave Marcus the cigarette and then lit it for him with his lighter. Marcus held the lit cigarette with two of his fingers and took a puff. “There are so many ways for you to be a man and not just a man, a man that is feared, just like me.” Xavier said. “Sometimes you gotta move away from your father’s shadow to see how much you are capable of,” Xavier said again. “I remember you mentioned killing a man, was that the very first?” Xavier asked. Marcus recalled the event and inhaled the smoke through the wrong pipe and coughed out. “It-it was self defense,” Marcus answered with a raspy voice as he tried to clear his throat. “Easy boy, things like this shouldn’t flinch you…….these are things that build you up to a man!” Xavier said. Marcus now put out the cigaret
The next morning Julian was ready to drive back home since the purpose of him being in Ontario had been carried out by someone else. He picked up his small bag, picked up his gun and lodged it at the waist of his trousers and then headed to his car. He got into his car, brought out the gun from behind and put it in the compartment box, then his phone rang—it was Stronach. “Hey my friend…… you didn’t call me back to report,” Stronach said in his Russian accent. “I was just about to do that,” Julian responded. “Well, is he dead?” Stronach asked. “Yes, he’s been taken care of” Julian said.“Good, good….. I will send three of my men to your address tomorrow to go save tvoya devushka(your girl). They will handle the matters of getting in and out of Xavier’s mansion…..Poka!(Bye)” Stronach said and hung up. Julian placed the phone in the phone compartment and buckled his seat belt before he kickstarted the car and drove off. ************************************************************