The Eyes That Watched (A Mafia Thriller)

Elena stood startled at the man who had been blackmailing her for over 5 months. He had been blackmailing her with just threats of knowing her secret in exchange that she dropped the business deal she had just finalized. 

I know what you did.The bold typed words were staring back at her  from the screen of her laptop as they have been in the last five minutes. She hadn't moved since she opened the email from an unknown address.  I know what you did. 

Gregory had watched her that evening. That evening she did the dreadful. It had brought his twisted mind so much joy to see such a fragile thing take a life. He had been in his one room apartment in an old almost deserted house when the fragile girl that drove so recklessly, causing practically all the dust to  rise up, had caught his attention. He had wondered what had her so pissed and hurried. He'd watched her countering with a man that should be in his fifties, and what ever argument they had looked heated. When the man had walked up to her and she had skated away from him, he'd smiled knowing he wouldn't stop watching, even if the man had raped her. He was going to watch it all with his camera, and his demented self would get hard from the sight. He'd continued watching as the man snarled his teeth at

She winced naturally, as she had become accustomed to it been the first thing she did at the dawn of day, thanks to her thin curtains that never stop light from penetrating. She expected the light to hit her closed eyes, but to her surprise, there was no hit. Behind her lids told her her room wasn't as bright as it usually was. She yawned wondering why she felt so rested. Her brows frowned as her body told her it wasn't used to the feel of the bed she was on, though it was comfy, it just didn't feel like her bed. She croaked her lids open and was met with an unfamiliar environment. The neatly arranged room with yellow painted walls caught her eyes. Then the thick grey curtains —which explained why strays of sunlight didn't greet her vision—, a chair that had few folded clothes on it and a door that she knew would lead to a bathroom at once. She puffed a

 The music from the club was heard from blocks away making Ana bubbly already. From the review mirror, Elena saw the cab driver look to the club lights that spelled El-Casino Grinds before he slowed down. They'd decided coming in a cab instead of one of their cars would be preferable.  They both planned on getting laid wasted, and coming in either of their cars would mean arguing for who would drive and who wouldn't at the end of the night.  "Keep the change," Elena told the cab driver she handed him a thousand naira note from where she sat at the back seat.  "Thanks, miss." Anna squealed, clinging to Elena's arm as they got down from the cab. "Tonight's gonna be litty litty." "Shut it, keep your twisting