ALEX I almost lost balance on the wheel. It was like I was hearing things and I just had to stop the car to ask the man what he said again.“What did you say?” I asked, making sure my voice was not trembling. The last thing I wanted right now was to show my weakness to this man. He was once Anthony’s confidant and the last thing I wanted was for him to hear how weak I was now. Even when Anthony was alive, I never showed the man how much effect his boss’s words could have on me.“I have a hunch that he would pick his successor from the Cartel member, and to be frank, no one knows but the big boss would want a member of the Crow Cartel.”The big boss would want a member of the Crow Cartel to be the next successor? That was the most absurd news I’ve heard in a while. How could my father think of giving the Cartel to a stranger, a ‘non Crow’? Of all things to do, how in God’s name could he think of that? Sometimes, I wonder what goes on in his head, what he could be thinking as he annou
ALEXI stared at the report for a while. It was great. It was five times different from when I first came here to arrogate the position of the head of security.I could remember how things were. The sales were nothing to write home about and clients come back to report one thing or the other. It was not a good report to give as at that time but now, it was too different and I was sure Blake Crow would want to see more of it. It would even change his perspective.So far so good, I had been able to portray as a good leader, something I haven’t been able to do since I knew left from right. Or, I haven’t been able to do it because of the low self-esteem I had. I always thought if it wouldn’t be from my father, it would be from Anthony Crow, my brother.To say I didn’t see Anthony as a god was an understatement. I saw him as another god after my father. All those years of bullying and torture in the dark room, the secret den Anthony would lock me in, they showed me what a god could do and
ALEX I woke up leisurely and yawned. It was a brand new day and I was feeling every bit of happiness coursing through my veins. Yes, I deserved to be happy.The fact that I was going to work increased my enthusiasm. Today, all the workers would see the report of the month and the previous months. I was so enthusiastic about this that I could hardly contain my excitement. Yes, soon, it would be time and as it should be, I would be the rightful owner of the Crow Cartel. I smiled as the morning sun slowly crept into my room. I woke up with a sense of excitement and anticipation for the day ahead. Today was going to be a good day, and I was eager to get started with my morning routine.Nope, today was different. It was a great day.I went to my closet and picked out a different, more sophisticated outfit for the day. I choose a crisp white shirt, a navy blue blazer, and well-fitted khaki pants. I had lots of the same style with different colors, not particularly the same style though,
SOFIA I felt as though I had been unclothed and I was now naked. The fact that Alex had caught me staring at him made the butterflies keep roaming around my stomach. I was suddenly ashamed that I flushed and I more or less ran out of his office.But the shame was a good one. It wasn’t like the one I felt that night he rescued me from my boss. That day, even though I was fully clothed, though, parts of my office clothes were torn, still, I felt naked. But now, even if I was to go naked before Alex now, I was sure I wouldn’t be ashamed.The rest of the afternoon was spent on blushing and happily doing my work. As I delivered the rest of the memorandum, I kept on blushing and that didn’t pass the eagle eyes of Susan. At the office cafeteria to have our daily morning coffee, she kept on eyeing me until I was forced to talk.“Okay, what’s with the face?” I asked her when she wouldn’t stop looking at me.“How was your delivery to the long, lean and lethal office?”“I am not having this dis
ALEX Was I damned? Yes, I was.I had picked up my phone. It was similar to a particular time that I had seen this person. That was years ago, that was when I was still so young, that was when I hadn’t understood my being as the son of the most powerful Mafia lord in town, I didn’t know my worth, so I didn’t understand my being.That time was when I was kidnapped with Anthony. That time was when Anthony had entered the enemy’s den and I had no choice than to follow him. It was also similar to that day Anthony had lied that I was beaten at the cafeteria, whereas, it was his friends and him that pounced on me that day.The stance of Blake Crow that day was so intimidating and I had been terrified. I was scared out of my wits and I swore that I soiled my pants.There are different reasons why I feared Blake Crow; he is my father, he is the most powerful Mafia lord I know, he had killed someone before my eyes before and he felt no remorse, his ‘beloved’ wife and mother of his children had
ALEX It felt like I was listening to a broken tape that was playing out the truth.I expected an answer, but Blake Crow continued to laugh dismissively. It was clear that he had no intention of considering my ideas seriously.And then, that was when he decided to drop all he had been saving to say to me."Oh, my boy, you make me laugh. Now, let me make it clear to you.” Here we go, here comes the lashing. “You are a born failure, and nothing you do now can make up for all your years of failure and set-backs, I don’t know how much I’ve got to say to you to make you see that nothing good stays in your hands, they die, even the bad ones wilt, go brittle and then die. Stop pushing it, my boy.”When he said that, I was tempted to want to ask a question from him. All I would ask was if he really was my father. Growing up, I didn’t see the good side of Blake Crow, it was the fucked up side of him I saw. The side of his anger and disapproval of anything I ever lay my hands on.One of his com
ALEXI listened. I listened to him talk. It was like I was listening to a radio station and I had no other choice than to listen. His words cut deep into my soul. It sent more than daggers into my mind and the question I had in my mind was just simple.It was a question of, “what was the whole point?” Like, what was the whole point of me coming to New York in the first place. It was like I came here to play around. The total months I've been here was a waste. It was about six months, and now it was a waste. It was as if all the dreams and aspirations I had carried with me had been swallowed by the towering skyscrapers of New York city that surrounded me. I sniffed and dropped my phone on the table. The city that was once filled with promise for me if I came was now poisonous and being here, it felt like a prison, trapping me in a life that offered no fulfillment.Damn! Damn Blake Crow! Damn him to the hottest part of hell.As I watched the towering buildings, I couldn’t help but q
SOFIA When I had saw it, the red sticky, very crimson colour, everything in me screamed and I was pushed to want to run. I did run, and as I ran, everything in me was shaking violently. It brought back too many memories that struck my heartbeat. For a moment, I had this crazy thought that what happened years ago would repeat itself again or had happened again. The blood was too much, it was splattered on the wall, it smeared the rug, and it was over their faces too. I vividly saw them that day before the police and paramedics came by. And what was I talking about? I was talking about that day that I and my sister had walked in and we had found our parents dead bodies on the floor with them in their own pool of blood. I could remember that day like I was there, in that house. It felt like I couldn’t live in that day, but now, I was in that house, on that spot, looking at their lifeless bodies.It was a day that will forever be etched in my memory. It was the day my twin sister, Oliv
ALEX Manchester was different…Manchester was blissful…The air in Manchester was very clear; till I could feel it suffocate me. But then I knew one day, I would put an end to all of this. I was living the life that I wanted here. Away from Blake and his Cartel, his mob and the killers and the snare and everything. I had used the money I had to start up something and I would be going back to hockey soon. It was what gave me utmost confidence. And I wouldn’t toss it away. She still didn’t want to have anything to do with me. I took it upon myself to stalk her in a healthy manner. I was there when she left for work and I was there when she was back. It was one thing that gave me joy, it gave me this push. I knew that one day, she would hear me out and would forgive me. I made a conscious effort to respect her space. It was hard to process that fact and I wanted to give her time but then one day, I would make sure I walk up to her again. Everyday, I couldn’t deny the pull she had o
SOFIA Manchester…I got dressed and sighed when I was done dressing. This used to be worn with a happy smile, now, my heart was filled with sadness, regret and disappointment. It wasn’t anger anymore. It was something else. I left the house, the crisp autumn air nipping at my cheeks as I made my way down the street. The familiar sights and sounds of my neighbourhood seemed to fade into the background as I focused on the task at hand: preparing for my move to Manchester.I came back home to prepare. It was now or never. Another day here and I would commit suicide. This was the place my parents were killed, this was the place Olivia had been arrested. Too many bad memories and damn, I can’t stay here any longer. I brought out my clothes and the new bags I bought when I went out. It was now or never at all. I packed my clothes into the bag, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of sadness and nervousness as I did this. I was going to England, leaving behind everything that had once been fami
SOFIAI could still dream. This time, I was dreaming about being alone in a field of roses, where everything was filled with tranquillity and warmth. I found myself standing in a vast field of roses, their sweet fragrance filling the air and soothing my mind. The sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow over the landscape. The vibrant colours of the flowers seemed to stretch on endlessly, creating a mesmerising sea of reds, pinks, and whites.It felt so good to be here. So damn good. I forgot all I was thinking about. I forget the sorrows that were now in my life. I forgot how things had been so bad. I was calm. I was content. I was enough. As I walked through the field, I felt a sense of peace and tranquillity washing over me. It made me feel like I was in heaven. This was a pleasure. Absolute pleasure. Amidst the sea of roses, I caught sight of a figure in the distance. This was supposed to be my world, my dream. As I approached the figure, I realised it was my mother, wear
SOFIABut then I had so many what ifs left in me…What if everything had not been like this? What if I had just not found out about the cottage and all? I guess Olivia would have killed me. She would surely win this time around and then she would put an end to the existence of the Griffins.If only Olivia hadn’t found out what really happened, if she didn’t know who our parents were and if nothing had ever even happened before. I sighed heavily. What would have become of my life and that of Olivia’s? I kept thinking about this and it kept playing in my head till I could no longer imagine what life would have been if everything hadn’t started from Olivia finding out that our parents were bloody murderers. I wanted to look up and gaze out the window at the world outside, but Alex was right beside me. He had this look of remorse and that was the last thing I needed right now. In that instant, I couldn’t help but ponder the age-old adage, “ignorance is bliss.” How true those words seeme
SOFIASomehow, a sad song came into my mind. I was humming the song and somehow, it made me feel so good. I then began to ask myself some questions. What if my parents were still alive? What if Jake hadn’t cheated on me? What if Olivia grew up nice and well groomed? What if? The answer was that I wouldn’t have met Alex. And before that, I wouldn’t know who Ronaldo was and my parents wouldn’t have been divorced. It was a whole lot to take in but I knew that I would heal. No matter how hard and difficult it was, I would heal. Nice and steady. I went back inside and saw Alex with the inspector. They were talking and I just went to my room. I needed some time alone, some time to sink all this in and know what next to do with my life right now. I could hear Alex talking with the inspector. “I will come by later. If you need anything, let me know.”“All right. Take care of her.” The inspector told him. “Yes.”‘Take care of her?’ I scoffed. How can I be fine with the devil? The real d
SOFIAI hadn’t wanted to keep crying when the police came but each word, sentence and action of Olivia kept replying in my head like a broken tape and the tears just wouldn’t stop. I then asked myself, how did we come to this? Olivia was a happy child, she was loved by happy parents, it got to the point of being jealous because of the way our parents favoured her over me. But then when I grew up and tried to relive those days, I saw that our parents loved us equally. Yes, they were murderers, and yes they were members of a notorious mafia mob that had killed a lot of people and destroyed so many lives. In that sense, they should be ruthless, in that sense they should have raised us with a knife taped to the tip of their tongues.With them, we were fed love on a silver spoon in a golden plate, we weren’t made to get love by licking it off knives. Not just any knife, a knife that wasn’t embroidered and was just insignificant to mankind. No, our parents fed us love and overfilled us
OLIVIAI watched them panic when I had reached for the only weapon I think could put an end to my misery. I planned to kill to myself and then kill Sofia and her boyfriend. She was asking too many questions that reminded me of the past. It reminded me of the faces of the murderers I referred to as my parents. Particularly seeing her. I haven’t looked at myself in the mirror in a while. I couldn’t dare to do that. I knew I would see the reflection of those terrible people in me, I hated them so much that if I saw them in my face, I would surely scar myself. It was better to die than to live with their imprint visible on my body. And then Sofia? She had everything good coming her way. Even though Ronaldo didn’t treat her well, he still thought about her and even went as far as wanting her to be married to a rich son of the mafia. No matter the maltreatment, I knew she would enjoy her married life. Ronaldo didn’t think of me when the son of the mafia came. He didn’t at all and damn,
ALEXI watched the two sisters battle words. All this while I was just looking at them, it felt like I wasn’t even in the room. They kept throwing words at each other and made me feel completely invisible. And thinking about this, I just couldn’t see Anthony and I having the same batter and swearing at each other like this. It was something I couldn’t ever picture. Not that I was scared, I stopped being afraid of Anthony when I left home and since then, there was nothing that would make me scared of him ever again. Anthony and I can’t even have a physical conversation, the last time we had talked, it was during a family dinner. That was the day my father had announced that he was giving the cartel to Anthony. I remembered that day like I was in it. I hadn’t wanted to come but I had no choice, I just had too. Ever since I left home, I just cut ties with them but then I had too. The dinner was scheduled a few days before my mother’s birthday. I just had to go. I told myself I would f
SOFIA “Why did everything change?”Tears continued to cascade down my cheeks, a testament to the shattered dreams and broken promises that plagued our relationship. The person I once knew had morphed into a stranger, driven by darkness and pain.Olivia had become a woman I used to know. She scared me now. Everything she had said was surprising, it made me feel stupid. I had thought she changed because of the death of our parents. Then she was withdrawn, she threw herself to Ronaldo like he was her saviour. And to me, she treated me like trash. I had thought she wanted to take away all the grief in her by being mean to me, but I was wrong, she had just been thinking of ways to extinguish me from the world she was creating. “When did everything change, Olivia?”“It will further change if you disappear.” She answered. “And then the very day I found out about what our parents were, I knew I couldn’t tell you, I just knew I had to carry out this mission myself.”I just looked at her, it