The luxurious building of Royce Hotel was exclusive to only important dignitaries . It was a substitute home for well known politicians , successful business men and ci operatives. Clen had already obtained a fake business card for the both of us.
He was Rasto's adviser according to the card and I was his assistant. Honestly I do not know why he did that but this was the same card we had used to meet with Rasto before now.
We cut through the garage and approached the doorway. The doormen requested for our cards. Clen gave them our fake card and they checked it .
"Are you an invited guest ?" The first doorman asked. I did not want Rasto to anticipate our arrival so I did not inform him. So we were not invited.
"No, but it's confidential and needs immediate response. We have to see him." Clen said camly. The second doorman looked at our cards and Dailey to Rasto who was drinking himself up with three girls to attend to him.
"There are two men here, a blue haired guy and a white haired fellow. They both claim to be your advisers. " the doorman said with professionalism in his voice.
Rasto choked in his drink. He knew it was us. He took another sip of his wine. He turned to the girls. "Could you excuse me for a minute, daddy is going to get you back." he asked. They agreed and left for another costumer.
"Yes bring them in."Rasto said on the phone. "Fucking assassins!!" Rasto cursed.
The doorman looked at us sternly before taking us into the hotel.
Once in the hotel we spotted Rasto on a table with a bottle of red wine by his side. We walked over to him. and I could sense the fear in him from his eyes. We reached him and took our seats around him.
"Well, well. I guess you have received your payment. " Rasto said nervously.
We did not respond. I called a waiter and ordered for a can of water. The waiter left with my order before I turned to face Rasto.
"So..so what brings you here ?" Rasto asked. I smiled.
"Just a kind visit. Cheers to success. " Clen said firmly.
"Really ?" Rasto said and sipped from the red wine.
"I have not heard of this before? " he said.
"Well , you should be happy you will experience it first." Clen said and smirked.
"Why did you do it ?" I asked. I did not want to spend more than thirty minutes here because the longer I stay, the more possibilities of another screw up. So I did not entertain Clen's teasing remarks.
"What do you mean ?" Rasto stated rather than asked. "He was my top competitor and he was..."
"Shut up!" I snapped. He knew what I was speaking of. "You know what I mean." I said firmly. Rastoeyes dangled in fear.
The waiter approached us and dropped a can of water and a glass cup on the table. When he left I looked at Rasto with demanding eyes and he understood immediately.
"What do you mean? " Rasto asked .
"You double crossed us." Clen said still shocked at the nerves of his client. Things like this rarely happened but they did happen.
"It is not making sense , what do you mean ?" Rasto asked, seeming confused.
"You son of a bitch . I have the tape of our discussion and I could do to you what you intended to do us if you do not speak ."I said and brought out a tape. I had edited the tape to implicate him alone. Damn! That would be thirty years in jail. For a man of about fifty years, his life would water in jail . Cruel.
"Okay. We can't discuss this here." Rasto said knowing the weight of the impending doom. He looked around to check if anyone was watching us. He was right. He was going to have to explain a whole lot me. I needed somewhere where I could yell out my lungs if necessary.
"The Country Garden. What do you say ?" I asked.
"Okay. Let's meet there tomorrow night."he said and smiled . Such a crook ! He still wanted to play games. Such a crook !!
"No. We move now or you spilled it out here." I said firmly. I would have shouted at him but I couldn't. Damn! I needed a secluded area to deal with this messy old man's stupidity . Rasto could sense trouble, so to ease off, he ordered another bottle of wine.
"Why now ? I have a kid and a wife ar home to 6ake care of. They would be concerned if I do not not show up in the next twenty minutes. " Rasto said with a pleading eye. But I was not in for that.
"Really?" Clen asked and Rasto nodded.
"The more reason why you should comply faster. Look I am not here to play games of yours. Just answer our questions and we will leave your miserable life alone. " I said firmly. I checked the time. Fuck! We had already spent thirty-five minutes with this crook. The waiter dropped Rasto's order and skipped off.
"You are making this hard. Perhaps I should just send this to the Cops." I said and both I and Clen left the hotel.
We got into our car and Clen took the drivers seat while I stayed in the backseat. I knew Rasto would open up so I was ready in the car waiting his arrival.
It did mot take long, he appeared from the hotel any made way towards the garage. Clen horned up to notify him on where we were. He clenched his fists and walked towards our car.
"You really think we should do this , this night ?" he said as soon as he reached the window close to Clen. Clen did not reply. Rasto had to walk over to get into the car at the backseat with me.
Clen drive swiftly to the Country Garden. There was no communication inside the car , just the old man thinking of how to explain himself to us, I guess.
We got to the Country Garden and pulled over. It was a beautiful garden with evergreen leaves blooming with pride of beauty. It was silent. No one was here . Who, apart from dirty minded beings like us would think of getting to this place by this time —1am ?
"Start speaking. " Clen asked. So far I was the one leading this hunt and Clen was only butva supporting hand.
Rasto sat on the bench to face him. The high raise building, probably belonged to the government but I admired the structure it was an epitome of architectural beauty.
"What do you want me to say ?" Rasto asked.
"Who sent you ?" I stated rather than asked.
"To do what? I did not double cross you."
"Then how did Mokel expect our arrival. How did he know we would ask for the safe and how did you know how much was in the safe ? " I asked all these questions expecting a useful reply.
"Don't know. Maybe he's a psycho ."
"You gave Mokel the hint of our arrival. Mokel knew we would be coming and you sit there saying, he is a psycho ?" I rammed.
"Okay . Okay. You guys are worth paying for."
"I accept the compliment but speak !" I thundered. Cool! I could yell out my lungs as much as I wanted , I hadn't realised so.
"It was not a plan to kill you but one to end you. Whichever way you look at it you be out for a good number of years. Probably, eighty years or more. Or even death sentence. " Rasto said.
"Yah, I know. That was what you wanted . Go on." I snapped , happy that he was speaking up.
"But he really wanted to screw you ."
"Who the fuck is 'he'?" I asked.
"Solomon Wroth Wis. A powerful entity." he stated. I noted. I had not heard of the name before.
"Why dies he want us dead ?" Clen asked.
"Because you deserve to die! You deserve to die! " he said and smiled.
'Cock'
We looked to see his revolver pointing towards us. Clen's eyes widened but I had anticipated this move which was I got out with my gun. I smiled.
"Now , you will pay with your lives!" Rasto yelled. When he said he wanted a secluded area, that was just a plan to kill us and dump us easily. Such a crook!! He did not want us to take the tape viral. That would be disastrous on him.
"Don't you think of it , you old slick." I said pulling out my gun.
"Really, I do not mind dying to kill you fuckers ." Rasto said firmly , still pointing his gun at my head.
"Well let's see..." I was still speaking when...
RAKATAAAH!!!!!
The deafening sound sent shivers down my spine. Blood sprouted from Rasto's chest. Fir a moment, everyone was momentarily confused. I hadn't shot a bullet. Rasto was the next person who had a gun but he would be stupid to have shot himself. Besides, I did not see his hands move.
Rasto's body fell to the ground., the trail of blood on the bench where he sat . Then I looked up and saw someone leave. Damn !! That was the killer. I turned to Clen.
"Let's move. " I said .
We got into our car speeding away before anyone spotted us there. I had a feeling that it was the same Solomon Wroth Wis who was playing games here . That assassin seemed to be very experienced and only someone who could fund Rasto to kill us could pay such an assassin. Besides who else would want Rasto dead. I closed my eyelids as Clen drove. We had a big problem ahead of us .