The human nature finds pleasure when someone else is hurt but feel the need to act when that someone is them or, their kin. Desperation kicks in when their head is on the line and they can do almost anything just to stay alive even if it is at the cost of someone else's.
Death is at your doorstep and you feel am entitled to give you what you need to know when I know in return you will never do the same, and what makes you think I took the information?
Just stop all this... rubbish, I am not to be played or fooled. You think you are the brave and wise one and every other person is beneath you, you think you have everything figured out, don't you? Yes, I am desperate but only because I know what's coming and you my friend will not be an exception, if ever the Order decides to close this legion then everyone from level one to level four will have their names on their death list. We are just classified as potential threats to be disposed of. Now you know, once again you find yourself in a death roll but this time along with many others.
They don't know me, I see what you are trying to do. I do not have this information you seek but assume if I do, it won't change anything, you are just a headless chicken running without a destination.
I am dammed, I know that but it seems you are failing to understand you and I are on the same boat. I sent your file to them after the public massercer, you are now a known level three hitman which fit you right in the list.
The chances of me surviving on my own are high, why would I risk it joining forces with you?
The minute you walk out of this hall you will be hunted down by every man in this legion, if so what are your odds of survival?
You always paint me as the enemy and I don't know why.
An entire legion in Asaba has been cleaned and we are the nearest to them which means we are next or do you doubt that?
I don't know as much as you think but, what do you want?
The files I believe you took from the investigator.
I took nothing but I did look at it.
Ok, I believe you have a photographic memory and you also have something to remember what you've forgotten elsewhere.
Sarcasm doesn't suit you, you just lack humour so just drop it and ask what you want to know.
What was the investigator carrying when you killed him?
If you must know, I didn't kill the man, he had an accident, most of what he was carrying was deeds and account transactions from one company to another.
And nothing else?
Not that I remember.
Did you recognized any of the companies written on the document?
Most of them are hotels, almost every hotel in this region. I don't see how this helps you sir.
It does, do you remember some of the guests at the party on your first mission?
I never forget a face, I remember every detail.
I did my research and most of them own their own hotels and other different companies am sure are included in that document you claim to burn, for the first time in twelve years I met my superior at that party which meant that was a major hit far bigger than what I was told and after a week he ends up dead. Do you think it's a coincidence?
I don't think so.
The last time you were here, what did you notice?
Only that you had visitors who were contemplating on killing.
It's not safe to tell you who they are but they are very important people within the ranks of the Order and they too were also in that party. Now have come to a conclusion that this was an inside job.
If what you are saying is true then why the killing?
Something must have gone wrong. From what I noticed at the party the target was the biggest and richest from the look of things but he didn't engage in conversation with members of the Order, he must have been in business with them even if he didn't realize it at the time.
Who ordered his death?
I can't tell you that but you must know it was first ordered by someone very close to him.
What do you mean first?
Oh, I didn't tell you, his death was ordered by at least ten people.
Do you have any idea why?
I have no idea, but if the Order is bankrupt after his death that means he was the money and without a replacement, everything will be shut down, and that is precisely what is happening.
All you are doing is speculating, all what you said could be all wrong.
Of course, but you can't be sure I am wrong unless you know something I do not.
As I said, I know nothing, what do you plan to do next?
To confront someone I know is in the Order.
And who might that be?
You've been asking too many questions, I believe you know something but not sure, you want to feel in the blank spaces with what I know. I will tell you when you tell me what you know.
Secretes are like poison and the best remedy is to tell someone, I believe you once told me that but in a longer form. It's just a matter of time before what you think you know kills you or in this case, save you but only if you tell the right ear.
Do you consider yourself that ear?
No, am just warning you.
We are already on a death roll, how worst can it be?
Actual death.
I never asked, how was your trip?
And what made you think I went on a trip to get to where I was going?
People like to talk, that's all you should know.
Let me make this clear, the next person you send to follow me again won't live to tell the tale.
No one had to follow you, they are where they've always been and you are the one going to them, never forget, I have eyes everywhere.
Tell your eyes to look elsewhere before they mysteriously fall off. All you've been saying all this while could be true, you tell me what you think but not why you think it, and when I asked you you simply say ' you don't have to know. You should know, eventually, I will come to know everything even the things you can never think I could know.
It's not safe for you to know some certain things, that's the way it was supposed to be...
Supposed, like you said we are going to die anyway..., you know what, forget it, I see we are going nowhere. When will I get the money?
If the money is what you really want then it will be sent to you at sundown, I believe that will be all, you know, I use to think you like to survive but time and again you prove me wrong.
Life should be more about living and, I have every intent to do just that, I will be waiting at my apartment for the money, good day sir.
The lights are beginning to fade from the sky as I made my way home, I entered my apartment just before it was finally dark outside. There's not been enough time to think and now for a short period, all I have is time. It's dark outside and it's a perfect reflection of this place, dark. Some of the pieces I've been missing have started to fill in and the blank spaces. The more I know about the Order the more I realise I don't know anything. I know for a fact my family is deeply involved but now I also know they are just a tip of the iceberg, money comes from many other places and people and some of them don't even know it, there must be someone or a group of people who runs everything but it appears that unknown person is a ghost. I also know my family is involved in a lot of criminal activities aside from being in league with the Order.