How can a man know his enemies, is it by actions or by worth the question has no answer, but what if I tell you the greatest way of knowing those that wishes you pain is through success and most time you not being careful can lead you to your grave.
" How can a man be late for a business " a man said in whispers.
The man looked at his watch it was just five minutes pass 6, at the good time of Saturday evening. The streets were crowded most people were dressed up in suits, one of the wonders of London. The man looked around with a sigh he took out his phone dialed a number the call was answered with a disappointing tune he asked
" Where are you I've been waiting for over an hour ".
" Patience Mr Markus don't rush a businessman into a meeting it might end badly " the man at the other side of the call said casually.
" I have other things to attend to, be fast making it here in time " Markus said angrily.
" Why the anger Markus, by the way you don't know my real name or face so if am beside you how will you know " the voice said this time almost like whispers.
On hearing that Markus became uneasy looking up down.
" Stop looking around Markus am right where I am getting ready for our meeting or are you scared?" the voice said.
" please can you be fast so we can go out pathways " Markus said.
" Then since you are so eager I think we have reached the end of our conversation and business " as soon as the voice said that Markus felt a piercing pain he looked at his chest and saw blood he began to panic, a man passing by saw him and screamed for help but before they could dial 911 the man died. People were all in panic, with all the crowd being focused on the dead body someone walked by and picked up his briefcase and left the scene.
After walking to a safe distance the man who took Markus briefcase dialed a number as soon as the call was answered " The package is secured " the man said and ended the call.
Yes, a dead body was sent as a mail to the locksmith residence and within minutes the news was escalated to the whole city with him still day drinking and hearing the cool music's of Bruce Springsteen until he was interrupted by his brother Clinton.
" What again Clinton, are you here for the main details?" Winston asked.
" No, am here for us to find a way of clearing this mess " Clinton replied.
" Hmm I don't know how so I think am in it by the way it's almost time for me to attend a meeting " Winston said.
" I cancelled it Winston " Clinton said.
" What, that's a lot of money deal bro ".
" a million dollar deal, but that's not the main deal the main question to ask is who's behind this framing Winston, who do you think?".
" The detective I think "
" Why him ?"
" He was here few hours before the dead body arrived " Winston said.
" Why don't we pay him a visit " Clinton suggested.
" Always the optimist Clinton, but let me get dressed ".
MEANWHILE.
" Sir what are we to do in this situation?".
Mr Rogers didn't reply, he walked pass his guards and stood still facing his jewelry glass shelf cleared up his throat and finally answered after a minute or so " Have you heard the saying an eye for an eye, so this time am not letting any crime of the locksmith slide am bringing myself to the spotlight, fam by any means necessary bring Winston and Clinton locksmith kneeling before me before sunset ".
And with full alert they all answered and went out leaving Rogers as he whispered to himself " Winston this may be your end ".
4 YEARS AGO.
" As the only daughter I think I have a better say in this the killer won't go free even if it's the last thing I do " Catherine said.
" If you have a death wish just say it don't drag us into your craziness " Clinton said.
" Am crazy? Where the hell is your brother Winston the Black sheep or better the black cat ".
" If you're not satisfied with Winston being your brother say it Catherine don't use the anger of dad's death to form a grudge okay "
" Yeah say all you want after all you are his guard dog from the start "
" Catherine shut your trap of a mouth or...
" Or what Clint? Are you going to tell him and you both are to kill me next just like dad who knows maybe you're the ones who killed Charles " Catherine screamed at him in tears that Clinton couldn't reply.
" woah woah cath that's enough, control your anger stop lashing out " Collins said calmly she kept quiet and walked away.
" Are you all right Clint?"
" I don't know " he replied and left the room.
PRESENT DAY.
Catherine stood beside a cafeteria with a coffee can she was dressed up in a casual wear but wore sunglasses and her hair was different from the other day her hair was now blue from blonde.
After some time she walked into an alley took out her phone and dialed Morris number which he picked immediately.
" So where do I go next?" she asked.
" You know you could have made things easier going with my plan " he said on the phone.
" And play along with those that put me in this situation?" she asked but he didn't reply.
" Am sorry I raised my voice at you Morris the anger is to them ".
" Hmmm you are looking for the illuminist Catherine a man charged for sixteen criminal cases speaking of him is dangerous let alone meeting him " Morris said.
" I have a proposal he cannot refuse Morris infact he is going to beg me for partnership even though I heard he doesn't do well with others " she said sharply.
" you're playing a very dangerous game Catherine, but since your mind is made up all I can say is try not to die " he said.
" I will " she replied.
" The best person who can take you to someone who can help you with a better start of meeting him is in .....new York ".
" Make arrangements Morris am going to new York ".
THAT SAME DAY.
" Don't you think it's way out your league coming to my house " detective Nathan wood asked openly as Winston and Clinton looked at each other without any word.
" I see you are both suddenly mute "
" We don't want to waste your time so I'll get to it fast why kill someone and frame me for it " Winston said eagerly.
" How funny, a criminal making demands ".
" The truth is you are trying to bring me down for a reason I don't know but the bad part is you are dipping yourself inside a river of blood because detective the moment I die pain will be let loose , and if you're recording this conversation tell your colleagues there ain't stopping it note that, we'll take our leave " Winston said as he and Clinton were about walking out Winston notice footsteps and with a yell Clinton shouted "GET DOWN!!.
In a quick second bullets were defiling the house as three of them laid flat in the floor.
" Is there anyway of escape detective?" Clinton asked.
" Why will I help you?" the detective asked.
" Because detective you are going to die with a criminal as you said, what is that going to say on your story a detective working hand in hand and found dead with a criminal " Winston said angrily.
" If we can crawl into the basement there's a way out " Nathan said.
" Then let's move " Winston said.
After a while the leader ordered them to stop shooting and check for their dead bodies, they walked in and started searching to which they found no one or even a token that someone was hit nothing. With a screeching yell the leader ordered them to find them.
By then they were already out the streets running the way their feet could take them.
" What now ?" the detective asked panting heavily.
" We go our separate ways they might already have infiltrated.... mason " Winston said as he started running to the house.
" What's with him and where is he going " Nathan asked again confusingly.
" We'll meet again soon detective try staying alive " Clinton reminded the detective his main source of survival which is ' I can't die while my enemies are still walking out there ' the detective nodded as they both part ways.
Winston ran his guts home on getting there he saw everything still normal with a sigh of relief he stopped to rest by the nearby shade, he was about to relax fully when he heard gunshots he stood up and hid, a few shots were fired and after some minutes mason walked out breathing heavily.
Winston ran from his hiding place towards mason who was bleeding severely.
" Mason" he screamed.
" Sir Winston am sorry but they were too many i.....i..tried.." mason said in pains.
" Say less mason don't make it worse we are going to the hospital just hang in there mason " Winston said carrying Mason who was already dead.
" No no no no no mason don't die on me men get the fuck up " Winston was in tears and pain as well.
" He's dead Winston, what are we going to do?" Clinton asked with a sad tune.
Winston stood up with blood all over his clothes walked pass Clinton into the house, Clinton stood still looking at the dead body of a comrade " Rest in peace mason just like Pete they won't go score free " he stood still in mourns as Winston came out holding his favorite weapon the iron bath painted with his name.
" Clinton, I tried going easy on peter but this..." Winston said with disgust.
" Like I asked what's next? whatever you do am with you " Clinton said.
" they say don't pay evil with evil Clinton so we are going to give them hell " Winston replied with a very pessimistic look.
" Then it's on " Clinton added as they walked away leaving the dead body of mason.
IN NEW YORK.
" So this is what the big apple looks like huh " Morris said in amusement.
" I never asked for your company " Catherine said while talking to a cab man.
" You don't need to, am happy I came " Morris said in complete joy.
" Wait you know someone here and you haven't been here?" she asked.
" Yeah he's a old friend he has invited me few times but I have other plans in mind " he responded without looking at her.
She smiled about asking the cab man of their location when someones came and paid the cab man off.
" Is that to impress or you are looking for something " she asked the strange man.
" Mind my manners beautiful my name is Stewart Newman and I will be your guide today in our beautiful city may I?" he said about carrying their luggage.
" Mr Stewart Newman am not too good with men posing themselves about for like and fame so even if we're going to follow you just be you " Catherine said.
They both entered the cab of the Stewart guy and in a blink they left the airport.
" Where to? I know every angle and every person with great value...." he was still speaking when she interrupted " Then do you know Sylvester canning ?" Catherine asked.
" Woah that's a tough one lady, I can't just know every single person living in new York " Stewart replied and started to laugh.
" What's so funny " Morris asked him.
" You know you're the first people who are ignorant of their surroundings " he told them.
" How do you mean?" Catherine asked.
" Hmm here we are " Stewart announced.
Morris and Catherine looked through the window.
" Oh my God is this heaven" Morris asked.
The cab guy just giggled and parked in front of the mansion.
They got out with a confusing expression, how did he know their location? They just asked if he knew Sylvester canning and this was the next location that popped in his mind, they stood in front of the empire state building.
" And here you are " Stewart declared with a smile across his face.
" I don't think this is where Sylvester leaves " Catherine said.
" No worries I've been instructed to be your guide and this is where I was ordered to bring you guys " Stewart replied.
" How convenient" Morris said in disappointment.
" By who?" Catherine asked.
" The man you came all the way from London to see, the God of new York " Stewart replied.
" Never thought it will be this easy " Morris announced.
" neither do I " Catherine said.
" Can we please stop making him wait, let's go in " Stewart said as he walked pass them towards the building.
" I think we came to hell " Catherine muttered as they followed Stewart into the building.
3 DAYS LATER.
" Sir I thought you are on vacation?"
" Yeah am back so that means vacation ended pretty quick, but don't worry it went just fine " Charles locksmith said to his secretary with a smirk on his face.
" Okay sir welcome back, I'll bring all record of what you missed while on vacation " the secretary said as she excused herself.
Charles sat a while thinking of his days people he met and what he got involved in a laugh was let out as he muttered " Let the game begin and may the strongest survive...."