The knock out must have lasted a decade, my head was banging really hard, I felt like the whole head was off my neck. The headache increased as I woke up to the sound of muffled voices and the feeling of tight restraints around my wrists and ankles. I was chained!Panic surged through me as I tried to make sense of my surroundings. The room was dimly lit, and I could hear the faint echo of footsteps on the cold concrete floor. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I realized I was not alone. Damn the devil for she has come.Gladys's voice pierced through the air, filled with anger and frustration. She was cussing and yelling at her men. Two of them followed her in and she kept on cussing them, her words blending together in a chaotic symphony. Straining to listen, I soon realized they were discussing someone named Luciano, and, it was my brother!"You bastard! You can't be right that's it's him, I thought he's dead, what are you now saying?" She demanded.One of the man, rusty face and
MASSIMO'S POV"CORONATION," written in big fat seria killer letters.The banner above me spelt largely in very bold letters. The hall was packed full of both well-wishers and people who just came to get a glimpse of what I looked like. It felt weird standing on the stage with people's eyes hovering over me and mouths whispering of pleasure and displeasure. I looked around and all I saw was a bunch of mostly happy faces belonging to happy people of which I was quite the opposite. All I could do was stare at my mom. Her face was bland, drained of all emotions. She stood amongst the crowd looking very much disinterested in whatever was going on, I was almost sure she was here just because of me and probably because father mandated here to attend. Once or twice when someone went over in her direction, she managed to squeeze out a smile. Her face was full of wrinkles and she looked scared of something that wasn't in the crowd or the large hall, like she was expectant of something.I wi
MASSIMO'S POVI stood rigid when I heard that, it was like I was glued to the floor, I listened intently to Gladys and looked around, content the men who came to me were far away, I stumbled back, going into the shadows. I didn't look back until I got to the men's toilet then I took a deep breathe and continued the phone call. Surprise was evident in my eyes. My mind went to what Zino told me, he wasn't the type that joked with words. Everything he told me, he meant it as hell. It wasn't every day that someone like him made a sudden appearance and say something so sinister, yet, calmly said. My heart was palpitating, my fear palpable in the air. But I knew I had to be strong and help navigate this dangerous situation.But I couldn't help but replay his harsh words in my head, his words echoed in my mind, urging caution and submission. I could sense the panic rising in me as the gravity of the situation sank in. It dawned on him that Zino wouldn't simply talk, but would go to any leng
MASSIMOWe sat over breakfast. By me, I was referring to the three of us; I, father and mother. I struggled hard to eat some food, I didn't want him noticing that I wasn't myself, but he kept on making matters worse.I sat at the head of the table, directly opposite him while Mum sat at his right side. He claimed I had earned a spot at the head of the table. Staring down at my breakfast of eggs, sausages, bread, pancakes and maple syrup, tea and some french toast, I kept on trying to drown father's voice. "You made me proud yesterday Massimo, it's good you finally decided to be useful." On a normal day, those words would be as precious as dear life, I had been longing to hear him say that since forever and now that he did, I didn't really care about it. "I bagged two deals at the coronation yesterday, the people were impressed by my choice which is you, I really -" he continued, talking with his mouth full of all kinds of food. Father hardly talked at the table, but today it was li
I stopped dead in my tracks. How did he know? How did he find out? Gladys and I were the only ones expected to know. Although I wasn't so happy he was proud of me, I didn't need his disappointment either, at least not at this point.I clenched my fists and played with my fingers, struggling with myself for words to defend myself with. Something to let him know that I knew exactly what I was doing even though I didn't. "You don't have an answer?" Father asked, his voice clearly laced with anger.I searched for answers in my head. "It's not true, I heard the rumours but it's just a speculation because his body wasn't found," I lied, hoping I sounded as serious as I should. "Right, it's just a speculation. I'm sure you killed him." His tone didn't sound like he was convinced, it sounded more like sarcasm but I couldn't care less as long as I was off the hook. "Do you remember the Dante's family she talked about?" He asked. It was at this point I turned around to face him. "What?" I a
MASSIMO "Someone get me a fucking stretcher," I got down from the car and started to scream for help as soon as we reached the hospital. Mom was still inside with blood all over the seat of the car. "Help please," I screamed with my hands on my head, not caring about the blood. "I'll take her in," the driver offered as I tried to lift her but couldn't as my hands were shaking vigorously. "She can't die, she can't die," I kept on screaming as I followed him into the hospital where we were net with nurses and a gurney. A nurse’s rubber gloved hand removed my hand from the iron stand as we approached the inner rooms that no one except trained personnel was allowed to enter. I imagined the tall nurse giving me a smile over the facemask she had on her face as she said “We’ll take it from here."I reluctantly removed my grip from the stretcher and cast one last glance at mother “Please take care of her.”The nurse said nothing more and herself and the rest of her team pushed through th
TIFFANY'S POVI woke up groggily, feeling like I fought demons in my sleep, my body was damn heavy and my head pounding with dull ache I was seeing stars.I could hear the soft murmurings of voices around me, they seemed distant, as if coming from a faraway place. It irked me to know I wasn't alone, I wanted to drown in my pain and sleep it away. I tried to open my eyes, but the bright light from the room made me squint and I quickly shut them again.Someone was touching me, cleaning me up and caressing me carefully like a mother changing her baby's diaper. I wanted to pull away but I was so weak.'Damnnnn'I heard someone pacing, taking heavy steps at a time, the steps made me want to scream but my voice was gone. I heard the person's worry and restlessness in the room. I discovered it was Gladys.I could hear the shuffling of her feet as she paced back and forth. She was talking to someone, her voice filled with frustration and anger. I strained my ears to listen, but the words were
TIFFANYI kept pacing around the room as I chewed the food in my mouth, I was in the same place with Gladys but she wasn't focused. I looked at her and I could that there was something bothering her. I chewed and then swallowed hard. Gladys kept looking over the window and somehow, I understood her fear.She was so certain that nothing could happen and no one would find out but someone checked her house. I don't know how but the person seemed to know exactly what he was checking for. Although I didn't want to eat more, I felt it would be better than the fruits and fiver I've actually been having.As I stayed there, I tried collecting everything that happened the previous day and somehow, the guy looked familiar. I raised my brow as I tried to think and remember. I had no idea where exactly I knew him from or where I had seen him before yesterday.Just as I was trying to recall, Gladys kept walking about and it made me unable to focus on what I was doing.She was not just walking