Bugati was just dawdling around the room with his hand in his suit pocket, hissing continually, a woman was just following him around with a glass of water in her hand.
He didn't pay attention to her present, after moving about for some minutes, he was out of energy already, he had a seat, switching on the television to calm down his worries nerve.
The television was displaying a music video. the music video was not what he needed at the moment. he just ignored the video and pay much attention to the music.
The woman was on her knees with her sight facing the glass. he ignorantly took the water from her hand.
He was carried away by the music rhythm, he join in singing it.
"If you're gonna leave me, leave me in the middle of the night"
"Set the bed on fire"
"Set the bed on fire"
He claps his hand and stopped singing the music.
"You never stop giving me the best Teddy swim", he said gulping down the water and handing back the glass to the lady on her knee.
"Anything sir", she asked but was still ignored by Bugati
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Jack Ugly was just smoking and slithering around on the narrow corridor, any lady in white that comes across him just shivers, going slowly on their knee as he walked past them.
He put his hand on the staircase, strutting through the stairs, it took him time to arrive at the last stairs.
He heard Bugati singing along with the music from the television speaker, he was not surprised to hear him sing beautifully because he was once a music star before he migrate to a drug dealer.
He claps, applauding him for singing beautifully
"Singing well is in your blood, Bugati". He said snapping his finger making the lady leave immediately.
"Thank you Jack Ugly".
"It just makes me remember when I was a musician". He said turning off the television
"Yes, a scholar once said you will never appreciate a moment until when it turns.... into a memory". He was chorus by Bugati
"So Bugati. I hope you have one thousand great news for me", he said walking to the bar. He always believes in Bugati to be coming home with great News.
"One thousand would be an understatement, I will make it two thousand to make it paradox". He said rolling his lips.
"Sure you never stop adding sugar to a tragedy", Jack Ugly chuckled getting a bottle of drink from the bar - placing it on the table.
"So what's the good news about", Bugati. Jack ugly opened the drink and fill his glass.
"I have 50 packs of the cocaine you demanded Ugly, so ways my precious Harry Kel".
"Nice of you Bugati, you're always the best in the business. Don't rush; everything is rolling on the casino board". He sips his drink.
"If I promise you 'Harry Kel'. then, believe me, I will make sure I make him available to you even with my last breath, Bugati".
He dropped the cup to the floor. It cracks dividing into two half
Action speaks better than words Jack Ugly, just get me Harry Kel and consider the drugs to be yours forever.
"My decision, my final word". He smirked resting his body on the chair
"Damñ it", Jack gritted.
"Deal is always a deal, so i will get you Harry Kel and the drugs will be shifted into my care Bugati".
"Sure that's the only word I'm stick to Ugly".
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Justin walk out of a particular business building, it was very beautiful, adorned with different colours of bulbs, he walked out, closing the gate beside him.
He waited for a taxi but could not find any, he was staring at his wristwatch repeatedly, the atmosphere was already covered with darkness. The streetlights were just replacing lanterns in the streets.
It started drizzling, he can't just wait there to get wet by the rain, he walked humming one of his best songs.
Swinging his briefcase to and fro, he passes so many buildings but still didn't see any taxi to drive him home.
The road was becoming lonely for him, but he was not afraid of it, cause he just can't wait there for nothing. he was too smart to notice someone shadow beside him.
He did not pay attention to look back at who it was, he just ignore it and keep on heading forward on the street.
He started feeling uncomfortable on the road, when he noticed the shadows again, he looks back it was someone walking slowly beside him from afar.
With his face covered with black hoodies, who could it be and why his he walking beside him, the voice echoes in his head.
He increases his footsteps. He didn't see anybody except the guy following him.
"could he be looking for my wallet", he mumble touching his pocket. Maybe he's not just after me.
"Why just grow panic on a useless thing like someone following you", he tried smiling but was too afraid to keep it long.
He looked back, the number increased to two, their faces were properly covered. The streetlights were going off one after the other.
He can't just keep walking like this.
He began to run for his life, but the way so fast. they just run up to him, blocking him from trying anything like escaping.
What did I do wrong?? you need money, he said shivering, bringing out his wallet. Putting his two arms in the air.
They just stood there staring at him, he was confused, if they don't want his money, then what else do they want from him.
One of them just whistle, repeatedly, he was very confused and discomfort with the whistle, he just step backwards not looking beside him.
He could sense something bad is about to happen to him, why not just try and escape before it grow worse than this.
He just felt someone tapping him before he could recognize it, he was jabbed in the face, he just fell unconscious and land on the road.
He was bundled and saved in the car boot throwing all his belongings into the boot before closing it. Then drove away with him remaining unconscious.....
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He struggles to open his eyelids that were hugging each other. he could see the bulb, not that shining in his vision.
He felt water dripping off his skin, he felt his body cold like ice the room was still dark.
There were a lot of big boxes inside the room, he could still recall he was stopped by some men, he hyperventilated
But his hand was tied to the metal chair, his shirt was pulled off him, he was wet with cold water, maybe he has been unconscious for too long.
His legs were tied to the chair, he stares around the room, if he could recognize where it was. He tried getting rid of the rope in his hand.
"Well!! Well!! Well!! Guess who's awake", a deep voice echoed in the room, making him give up on the act.
"Yes he's awake, but trying something fishy at the moment", another voice responded from the other dark part of the room.
He shivers gulping down some saliva, longing for the owner of the voices to show up. He spotted a shinning Steel, in the deemed part of the room.
It was a knife, the guy in a black garment, leisurely walked out of the dark, playing with the knife around his finger edges.
The other one was holding a candle in his hand, he was trembling in fear.
"You said what's your name again", the guy with the steel knife ask placing his leg on the chair, bending closer to him.
He could feel his breath touching his skin.
"Just... Just... Justin". He stammered with his lips shivering.
"Well..!! well..!! well. Yes, I know you're Justin", he said lowering the knife to his skin.
Justin was just breathing heavily, his eyes focusing on the knife that is placed on his shoulder.
"Promise to be loyal, to any questions I ask you or your neck is just ganna be chop off", he pulled the knife from his shoulder
"Yes... Yes.. I promise to be loyal to any questions. Just let me go alive". Justin begged them repeatedly
"Before we begin the trial, just get him wet, so that his brain can work faster than it would", he signals the guy with the candle.
He dropped the candle on the box. lift a bucket of water and empty it on Justin.
The water was rolling down from his hair, he was blowing the water with his mouth, his eyes ball was already red, he was just shivering, looking for anything warm at the time.
The man walks back to him, holding a piece of clothes swinging it, to and fro. "You need this?". Justin nodded
"No... No.. no", he shrugged his head throwing the clothes on the floor
"Are you defending Philip, just answer yes or no". He's clutched his neck
Justin did not make any statement, but only stood there staring at him, with his eyes already telling him he was very tired.
He's action got him peevish, "you don't want to speak it out in a simple way", he chuckle walking back to the candle, burning the knife.
Justin was just staring at him, letting the knife get red.
"Yes!!", he nodded.
He stopped immediately he heard him say yes.
"Well... Well... Well, so much of your kind, Justin. I will do you no further harm if you just agree with me to abandon the case of Philip. we will set you free",
he stopped and examine the temperature of the hot blade.
"And if you don't, I will come back for you and your family Justin; it will just be getting hot just like this knife in my hand", he dropped the knife waiting for his respond
"I will do as you just demand", just let me go, he pleaded
"Set him free, and drop him at the entrance of his house". He walked back to the deem spots.
He was untied and before he could said any word. he was punch in the face again.