What would be my very last words? I often wonder. I would very much like to be remembered but not as an executioner, in the end of my life I want to be someone that matters, even if my life is shout. If only one could tell when they would die, then they would have lived life to the full. We live with fear and fear is that feeling that gives us the guaranty that we will see tomorrow but only if we restrict ourselves today. Then I come to wonder why time is so slow and the years runs fast.
He continues to drink his wine as we were discussing. This is the end of the road for this man and he doesn't know he was dying, if death is certain I'll very much like to die like this, painless and slow, one can feel the life force leaving but can't do anything about it.
I can't be here when he finally gives up cause when the investigation starts I will be the first suspect, and then they will also know I am no one of importance. Excuse me sir but I want to use the restroom.
All right. I think I have to greet some of my guests, I would very much like to continue this talk.
Not to worry sir, am not going anywhere.
In a matter of five minutes there's a possibility he might pass out, a certainty he will in ten, I signal for Tage to follow me to the restroom. We arrived in a minute and he look around if anyone was inside, no one's here he said.
How are things going in the control room?
Everything is as planned, we have one of our guys in there as we speak.
How come?
When we got here the day before, we heard another team would be coming to take over the control room but one of the old guys would be allowed due to hotel policy. All we did was buy the guy that was supposed to be with them and put one of our guys there.
That guy could be a leak if there is a proper investigation, I believe you know what to do?
He already had an accident yesterday, he died. Good job Tage. Tell our man to delete the security videos for the last twenty-four hours, we have only five minutes, six minutes tops.
Alright answered Tage.
Tell everyone else to leave the hotel now before things become complicated, and you don't go inside again for safety reasons. I'll meet you at the car in ten minutes. I stepped out of the restroom and went into the hall again. The target was still talking to some of his business associates, he signal for me to come.
They say people like myself shouldn't get attached to their target but I feel me and this man are of a Kindred spirit, but he is everything I am, everything am not and, everything am trying to be. I admit he is my better in every way I could possibly think of, and even more. It is about time I left but for some reason he wanted me to stay with him. This man must have been many things in his life over the years but stupid is not one of them, he must have known something was off about me but he still decides to talk to me. He left the gentlemen he was talking to and stretched out his hand to indicate I should sit down.
They say one should be able to say farewell to his loved ones, it would bring a lot of comfort to the one's they loved but not in my case.
What do you mean by that sir?
It simply means am dying and there's nothing I can do about it. The doctors say my heart is failing and I don't have much time left, all I want to do is do right by my children and I mean all my children.
What of the fifth child you told me about?
My lawyer is looking for him as we speak. I hope he doesn't hate me after all these years.
Not that I want to kill your hopes sir but, the truth is he will hate you. But he can't reject the possibility of a better life, that's if you have that intention.
He is my heir by rights and I intend to make it so he said.
I thought you have other sons or am I wrong? I do but, I've always been a hard-working person and I would like them to work for themselves instead of depending on the properties of another man even if he's their father.
That's one way to look at things but make no mistake, there will be war between your children in the near future, of that there is no doubt.
It's good to find someone as young as you to be this straightforward, most people here just say yes sir to every word I say and that makes me feel excluded. I think you don't like the idea of me making the bastard son my heir.
Sincerely I do not but, I believe you have your reasons, sir. If you don't mind me asking, some of your children work with you at your company, or am I wrong? Two of my sons work at my company, yes that is correct but, things are not as they appear and people are not as we assume. There is always another story behind the problems of a rich family and I believe you of all people should know that. For some reasons best known to me, both of my sons are unfit to be the hair of my company and I can only hope the world never knows why I chose a bastard over my children.
I really hope you find your lost son and things to work out the way you plan. Sorry for prying but, it would do a lot of good to your children if you tell them the truth about your health condition, one of the worst things is in situations like this is being unable to say farewell.
I already told Mary and she didn't take it well at all.
That explains her mode when she came out of the elevator.
Like I said John, not everything is as it seems.
Was It a coincidence or was it fated for this man to die? but now that I think about it why kill him at all if he was already dying? He is becoming weak which was my signal for me to leave, it was now or never. I have to leave now, fortunately, my phone started to ring, it was Tage. Sorry sir but I have to go, it's been an honour talking to you sir. A pleasure to say I am acquainted with chief Wasiu.
I hope we meet again Mr John but I believe we will not, at least not in this lifetime. He stood up along with me and we shacked hands, this is farewell if it gives you any comfort at all sir. That was not the way I would want to say goodbye but not everyone will get to tell him that, I left him as he sat down on his chair. I walked outside the hall and picked up my phone and answered. It's done and we are good to go answered Tage. we are waiting for you at the car.
I could hear the sound of rush and chaos from the hall as I made my way to the reception. Who would have thought killing someone would be this easy, but the guilt that comes with it can sometimes in some cases be overwhelming. I can never trust anyone, not even myself, I just betrayed someone who took a lip of faith to trust a stranger but it turns out that stranger is his executioner. It was already dark outside but there are lights everywhere enough to be able to see your surroundings.
I never liked the shape of my shadow, it always made me feel like I was being watched or followed. Today my conscience and my shadow appears to be one and the same. It felt like I was being stabbed in my chest over and over again, I know this pain will be here for a long time. I've always felt guilty every time I did something wrong but regret was something I don't have the luxury of feeling. The brutal streets of Iyara had already taken that emotion from me. What good is regret for someone in this profession anyway? It will make you unfocused and eventually gets you killed.
I arrived at the car a minute later and everyone was already there waiting for me, I entered and we drove off from the hotel. It was already late in the night and it will take some time to get to the street, it would be a bad idea if we went home straight so I decided we go to a very small hotel to pass the night. Most of the men with me don't even know what went down today, even the guy who destroyed the videos. some of them are just stupid, the only thing they want is a good time which is why we are going to this hotel, the others are curious but dare not ask questions they don't want to know. we settled in this small hotel and some of the guys went straight to the bar. I went straight to the room and slept.