Silent Mexican music filled the quiet room as Albatross sip a wine and stared at the new pictures of Zayn that just came in through the mail . His Cousin , Alberto sat on the adjacent couch, watching him as he plays with a pocket knife in-between his index fingers. “When are we going to strike , Alba?.” He set down his own wine glass to push a plate across the expensive wooden furnished table. Both of their gazes widened as they stared at the picture of one of their own with Alberto kissing the rosary he had on his neck. Albatross was not believer but he frequented the confession box every now and then to make confession while the Catholic priest listened. He tries to remember the last time he had a confession and realized it had been a long time. "Alberto I will be going out "he lit a cigar and watched it go red. Albatross puffed out smoke from the Cigar he had been smoking , he turns the pocket knife he was holding between his fingers while staring at t
At first when I saw an Old sheriff's car parked in front of the building I was sacred and shocked , I had expected the worse as I dashed into the apartment but sighed in relief when I saw Zayn talking to an officer at one side of the house . The officer was with pen and jotter and appeared to be taking down little details of what he was saying , as I got closer Zayn saw me from the corner of his eyes and waves me over. "Meet my wife, detective " He mumbled as I got closer . The Detective stretched his hands as we both shook . "What is wrong , Honey ?" As soon as I was a bit relaxed and we had walked away from where the Detective was. "Another one of my men had been found dead ." "Again ?" I asked surprised. "He was found today at the same place we have found other bodies. " "And so what Is he doing here... " I cut myself off as i eyed the detective that was busy already asking another member of the mafia questions ,I continued " He is not suspec
The Friday air was filled with expectation. A warm breeze flowed through the opened window of Zayn's cottage home and I realized I left it open all night. I got up and closed the window, and then padded to the wardrobe to get some decent clothing , I stood puzzled when I didn't find any of my shirts and pulled on one of Zayn's old shirt . After I appeared halfway presentable, I headed downstairs. My feet froze at the base of the stairs as I paused when I saw Zayn with bags . I glanced from him already dressed to the dress lying over the back of the couch. "So you were the one that stole my clothes " I asked playfully before leaning in for a kiss. " Well I wouldn't call that stealing exactly " he kisses me again "I just didn't want to wake you up. "What are you doing with the bags ?" I asked pointing at the bags. "I had Paco drop them this morning and I gathered a few from here as well" he replies as he picked up one the bags . Paco peeped
Alberto watched Eva storm away from Zayn and Jean looking so devastated , they landed at Hawaii early that morning and after bribing the receptionist at the airport with some few crisped note ,she had happily browsed through her contact to find the cab man who Zayn had booked earlier that week to take them to their cabin. Finding the cab man was a very easy task as they had pretended they were customer trying to book him for a trip round the city , they had dragged him down from the can after poking him with gun from behind . Albatross had asked severally about the whereabouts of Zayn after pushing the picture to his face and when he didn't give any sensible reply he had hit him again and again with the baton till his brain popped out of skull. Alberto was feeling the need to smoke so badly as he was an addict and had ran out of cigars , so he took the cab driver car and drove till he found a small shop beside a local restaurant. The noise from the opposite si
Somewhere in the middle of an old factory Jean was tied to a chair still panicking. Albatross had expected Zayn to be dead as he was sure he had been roasted alive in the house and since it was fire everyone would think it was an accident . Hi He walks into the room where Jean was kept and removed the blindfold from her eyes , her mouth was still covered with a tape but regardlessly she still tries to scream as she moans her husband death. "Dont worry you will make a good wife for me " Albatross whispered as he plays with her hair. Meanwhile , Paco had arrived at cabin and found Zayn digging through the ruins . Zayn soon found what he was looking for ,he stares at the wooden box that had the revolver he had gifted to Jean he opens it brought out the revolver. "Do you have an idea on where they might be?" Paco asked. "Yes , I had a tracker implanted to our wedding ring " he cocks the gun and gave a disdain angry look "let's get her" Albatross w
By the time Jean woke up she was in the hospital back home . She could see her mother but when she calls for Zayn he was no where to be found as she drifts back to sleep. When she woke up a while later , her mother told everything that had happened and that Zayn had been arrested and was to face the law with many charges against him including drug trafficking , and murder the murder of Eva and Albatross. Paco who had nothing linked to him was released and he came to visit Jean telling her everything would be fine. After leaving the hospital , she stays with her mother who had divorced her abusive father , she goes to the prison to speak to Zayn , Zayn was glad to see her and told her everything would be fine and told her he was a mafia boss everywhere including the prison , as they both hold hands ,he however told her to file for a divorce as he wouldn't want to drag her into more issues as she was alone now and he had many enemies but she disagrees. Soon
~FIONA USMAN~ I sat in the garden staring at the novel . I’ve been reading this novel for some days now and I must say I really love it .Today I decided to read outside in the garden while the sun stared at me .I had my cold lemonade close to me and of course my guards . They followed me everywhere and it is really stressful cause I can’t do anything without being followed around like a thief held on probation. God knows how many times I’ve talked to mom and dad to let them slack of me sometimes.Ella was close to me also and she was reading a magazine, Ella is my personal maid as my mom will say but to me she is my best friend . Ella has been here with me for as long as I know and I tel her everything,like everything about my life . She is like a second skin to me because she knows everything about me ….A sister from another mother . I also like when Ella is around me because it makes me feel better and I feel safe .“So…..how is school and that boy you like”Ella an
Fiona Usman I walked all the way to my room and I looked back seeing people follow me like I was the bee queen .“Ughhh please can you just stop it ? I’m tired okay and by the way I’m inside the house “I complained pausing as they followed me .“The Don asked us to follow you everywhere you go even inside the house cause it’s not safe “he said with a baritone voice like a robot that has been programmed to say all that .“Really ? Then I’ll have a word with my father “I said and stomped all the way to my fathers office .I opened the Oder and the first thing u see is dad and mom kissing .“Ewwwww guys please stop”I whined trying to close my eyes . “Oh hubby don’t act like you don’t know where babies come from “Dad laughed “Ughh please spare me the details “I said “By the way why are you here Mia cara”“Well I wanted to talk to you about your guards or should I say dogs that are following me “I was posed that they were always following me like I was a criminal .“Oh Mia cara Mia ca