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Chapter one hundred and eight
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Charles
Alex Friedrich Esquire was my supposed rival because he had the woman I wanted.
I didn't like him one bit from the stories I had heard about him. I felt pity for him because his mansion which I and my colleagues were in was bombed down by Tunde Ibrahim and his men.It was because of that reporter, right? Because there were rumors that he flew her out of the country, to keep her safe away from Tunde Ibrahim and his men.
And last night, or I should say the early hours of this morning, he sent his men to bomb down Alex's house.
Other houses in Alex's neighborhood were intact. It was just Alex's house the whole incident took place. His cars, his dogs, every freaking thing was in charred remains.
A house that he had spent millions on, just got des
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CharlesThe fact that Bolu was dead was still too hard to comprehend.It had been three weeks after her funeral, and it felt like it was just yesterday. I had cried so much, because I loved her with everything inside of me.She was buried on a cold Friday evening, with her parents and relative crying non-stopingly.Alex didn't join anyone. He had stood and watched from a distance, dressed in all black. Tearing up himself, that I couldn't even hate him anymore.He had cared for Bolu in his own way. And the fact that she had died with his baby, was taking a turmoil on him.I had loss Bolu, but the fact that we were all safe, made me not to feel completely lost.Bolu's death was something that really affected Ruby, that she chose to stay mute and refused anyone coming close to her. She deprived herself off food, personal hygiene, and cried he
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AlexAn old woman, and a boy who could barely move his limbs came and held Mia as they wept. At this, I knew it was her grandmother and her cousin brother.My brain couldn't properly align that she was gone.I was still hugging her body to myself, as I wept, until I heard "Bolu."Instantly I snapped my head back, and saw one of the cops rushing to the lady who was on the floor. It was the same lady who had taken the gunshot for Mia.I stared at the lady closely, until I saw that it was Bolu.Taking my mask off, I left Mia in the arms of her grandmother, as I quickly walked up to where she was laying on the floor, in the pool of her own blood.The cop and a little girl was crying so hard, as they held her.And I squated and took one good look at her. Wondering why she was there in the first place. And why she had taken the
Something On The Inside One hundred and ten
AlexWith my eyes, I searched for Mia, but I couldn't see her. It was other people who where tied with ropes, and had rags in their mouths.Tunde Ibrahim who had sustained a bullet on his leg, was on the floor. And he had a gun pointed at a female who was decorated in bruises, and had her clothes coated in blood.I looked closely, and saw that it was Mia.My heart moved to my throat at this, and I felt weak right at that instant.Mia looked half as dead, and I could tell that I stopped breathing.Just as Tunde Ibrahim pulled the trigger, I saw a lady from nowhere diving in to shield Mia away from the bullet.And when the bullet got through her neck, and she slumped heavily on the floor.This happened within the space of two seconds, and I shot Tunde Ibrahim on both hands. Before I rushed in to Mia.She was
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AlexThe two cops accompanied me down to the basement, after adding more bullets to their guns.I could recall how Kate had told me, one of them; the tall fair one to be precise. Had saved them, when Tunde Ibrahim had sent a bomb.I knew if I hadn't shot the man who intended shooting him, he would have been as dead. Because he was out of bullets at that time.Him and his colleague had stared at me wide eyed, after I had shot and killed the other Tunde Ibrahim's man, who had wanted to kill the colleague.On getting to the basement, I kicked the door opened with my feet, and gunshots where behind fired at me. But for the fact that I was clad in a bullet proof all through, made no bullet to penetrate into my body.Taking steps backwards, I shot at these men, with the cops at my behind, assisting me.The more we moved backwards, the more they
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CharlesMax and I exchanged gunshots with some of Tunde Ibrahim's men. It was really easy, because I was quite scared I was going to be shot dead. Even Max had fear evident in his face. We had our backs against eachother as we hid and shot at these men.It was one of the most difficult situation I had ever been thrown in, because we were surrounded by these men who where shooting at us from different angles. But God was still guiding us.The fact that Tunde Ibrahim had my mom and daughter, was worth panicking. I had no idea what he had done to them. If they were still alive or not.Max and I had killed most of Tunde Ibrahim's men, and it looked like two where still remaining, and hiding at some corner so they could shoot us.Just then, one of Tunde Ibrahim's men jumped out from his hidden place and aimed his gun at me.I tried to shoot at him, but then I r
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BoluIt looked like something was on going outside, that most of Tunde Ibrahim's men started running out.Gunshots and screams could be heard.And on seeing how Tunde Ibrahim and the remaining of his men were rendering hefty blows and kicks on Mia, was making me sick.There was a pool of blood on the floor, and Mia's face looked swollenly covered in blood.Guilt stung me deeply, that the pace of my breathing became fast and uneasy. Because it was partially because of me that she was in this condition.I had been blinded by hate and jealousy, to see that Mia was innocent. I knew Alex, he wouldn't fall for a despicable person. He had fallen in love with her for his own reasons.Something I was too angry and jealous to notice.And now, she was thrown into this situation because of me.Like a beast, Tunde Ibra
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CharlesThroughout the drive to Tunde Ibrahim's house, Max and I were panicking, to the extent that Max even wet his pants.I was trying so hard to keep my emotions in check, and it really wasn't easy.Tunde Ibrahim had my daughter and my mom, and I didn't even know if they were dead or alive. But I chose to believe that they were alive.Meanwhile, Max had lost all hopes.He broke into tears like a baby, and despite that I was in an anxious state, I still managed to talk to him. That everything was going to be fine, and we'd have our families safely. But Max still refused to believe me. His facial expression was like his world was crumpled, and there was no hope of restoring it.Even me too was scared, because Tunde Ibrahim had my daughter and my mother, but I still managed to stay strong. Because if I acted weak, then it meant I was willing to accept the
Something On The Inside One hundred and five
AlexOn getting in front of Tunde Ibrahim's house, I made sure I took hold of my bulletproof mask. My whole body was clad in bulletproof, before I wore my clothes.I wore a face cap, so it would be hard to recognize me.Then I banged loudly on the gate, and when I heard a masculine voice demanding who I was, I told him I was the pizza delivery guy.The peephole of the gate was flung opened, and a white milky eye stared at me, and the pizza I was holding in a suspicious manner.Before closing the peephole back. Then my ears kicked in the dangling sounds of heavy keys, which read that the gate was being unlocked.Blowing out a big puff off breath, then waited.The gate was finally jerked opened, and I stepped in.Right there an then, I saw an heavy raccoon of a man, with other shirtless guys who had bullets as necklace, and guns in thei
