A lot of scenes like this has popped up in my head once or twice but I never thought about it for too long. For some reason, I like danger which is one of the reasons why I stayed away from a lot of people. Somehow everyone I've ever loved or cared for ends up dead, and if not, they resent me. I'm an overthinker but, not about ending a life yet again, I find closure why I have to do it which is one of the many reasons I interrogate most of my victims. At this point all I could hear was this man in the ground groaning in pain, it appears the bullet must have hit one of his organs.
That's a lot of blood man, do you need help?
You bastard...he coursed.
sh sh..., you don't have to be rude given this might be your final hour on this earth. what I would like to know is where are you from?
Go to hell.
If hell exists, I'm pretty sure we will meet there but until then you are going nowhere. The next question I ask you I will very much like to get a straight answer else, you will experience a lot of pain before you go and I will enjoy it.
So you find enjoyment in hurting people?
Oh, you think I hurt people?
Folks like you are all the same, although I wonder what you are doing in these slumps.
It appears you know me but only half of me. from what you said you must be sent by someone rich. Please don't reach for your gun, I will have to shoot you.
It doesn't matter now, does it? it appears the bleeding won't stop and even if you decide to take me to the hospital they won't be able to do much, I'm already a dead man and you are a fool thinking you can survive this.
Survive what?
I thought you were smart coming to a place like this, it turns out from the look on your face and your questions, you are just as ignorant as the rest of you. but not to worry, if you survive me then you would probably be one of the last to go. my mistake is to fail to see you are a killer.
Now I am confused, who sent you and what do you mean am ignorant like the rest of you?
At this point, there was blood everywhere and he looks very pale. He looks relaxed, he knew it was his time and there is no point fighting it. I thought he was sent by the big boss for refusing his deal but it appears I am on the radar of someone else, and that person is very powerful but why me. I could understand 88 has a lot of enemies but James, he is innocent, still. I just realised even James was born to a family already in war and all that anger and frustration for the first time is visible in my face.
Who are you? the attacker asked surprisingly.
killers are supposed to know their target, why the question?
You don't look rich to me, am glad am not going to be taken out of this world by someone rich, they've already taken so many things from me.
My name is James, am a bastard... For now, that's all I am.
Good to know, If ever you find Pope before they get to you, kill him for me.
All men must die, at least that's what we've been thought until now. All I could do was watch this man close his eyes. He must have lost a lot of blood and it appears he no longer feels pain or maybe he took what's ever left of his consciousness to a happy memory and slowly they drift to the land beyond. To a long life and a merry one, come not death but if death comes may to a quick death and an easy one, to your memories hope the happy ones and a stiff whiskey and another one, Farewell whoever you are.
This guy was a killer but not the type that takes delight in what he does, he knows where I live and that is a problem. This place is no longer safe for me, and someone is found dead in my apartment which means it will only take some time before the police will arrive at the scene. I walked to the doorstep and for the last time I looked at my apartment, this small space have served as my comfort zone for a long time. Life has its way of doing things even if we think we are in control, somehow decisions have been made for me and now I have no choice but to move to my estate. I can't fight a war from two fronts.
In a matter of time, I find myself starring at this logo in front of my door and wonder how dip the secretes go. It was quiet on the inside, Sandra must be sleeping somewhere in one of these rooms.
Hello, you are back.
I thought you must be asleep by now, I didn't see you there. You are fond of the dark I see.
Not really, although I find it intimidating. there are too many dark spots in this house.
I noticed, but I think I like it as it is.
So how was your day? she asked.
Not good if you must know.
So I'm now a wanted person, I have to turn myself in.
It's not about you, I told you you have nothing to be afraid of, everything is settled on that matter which reminds me, you owe me one and I intend to collect when it is time.
Wow, now I also owe the brother, it seems the Osimhen's have a way of making people owe them.
No, from the way I see it, I say we are generous people quick to help a friend in need.
But, always done with interior motives, and we are not friends, are we?
We met in a bar, for some reason exchanged contacts, you called me the following morning you could do without me and now we happen to be living together and yet you say we are not friends. I say we are more than friends if we are being sincere.
That was not what happened and you know it.
If you say so then I won't push it.
So, what happened?
Someone came to kill me today.
What? No, you must be joking, you don't look like someone who was almost killed.
Am a lot of things Sandra but a joker is not one of them.
Then how are you so calm and how did you escape.
If you've noticed I don't easily change expression and, I didn't escape.
And?
The killer is dead that's all you have to know.
Did the police kill him?
For a reporter, you are either naive or blunt or maybe you are both. I killed the man and left him at my apartment for the police to see.
So you killed...
As you have, I told you once. Killers we all are, what did you think I meant? Know this, I only say what I mean and what I believe. There is no point to be scared now, you know what you walked into when you called me, you just keep telling yourself lies to justify your actions. You are safe here for now that's all I can promise you. you need not fear me but again, for now.
So you can just kill me when you feel like it, is that what you are telling me?
Get some sleep Sandra, I am taking you home tomorrow.
Don't ignore me you... James. she said frustratingly. Don't you dare threaten me like that again else...
Else what, I walked closer slowly, I could see the fear in her eyes, her lips and legs were shaking and for some reason, she was still holding her ground. I stood in front of her and looked her in the face. it just occurred to me she was tall, almost as tall but I could still mend down to look her in the face.
I easily catch feelings for pretty ladies like yourself, never mistake me for other men especially in this part. I advise you not to raise your voice on me ever again. I am known to be a merciful guy but a forgiving one, never. It is late, do get some sleep, we leave at first light tomorrow.
I turned and started walking upstairs expecting a reply from her after she recovered from her shock.
I think you are mentally unstable. one moment you smile and flirt, in a matter of seconds you turn to this cold-hearted person who I believe is capable of anything.
It's good to know you see me as a monster, you should know I've done everything you think of me and more. like I said, get some sleep and in case you are thinking of leaving. Everyone knows you are here, this is the safest place for you at the moment. feel safe knowing you are living with a monster, good night.