53 Fireworks


    Susan’s brows furrowed and her nose crinkled as she paced up and down in her hotel room. Her eyes glinted with a malicious and dark re as she thought of her new ns to set up Arie with Richard.


    She had been trying to call Richard, but his mobile number had been switched off. She was worried because she knew of his ns to teach Leon a lesson. Also, she was anxious to share her new ns with him.


    Aside from setting Arie up with Richard in Arie’s former house, Susan nned on convincing Richard to forcefully have sex with Arie. If he did this, he would get his juicy revenge on her. And Arie would be thoroughly damaged.


    Tomorrow, she would meet up with Arie and collect the keys to her house. After sneaking Richard into the house, she would invite Arie over for a girl’s chit-chat, at the end of the day. And every other n for that evening would fall in ce.


    Susan let out an angry sigh when she tried Richard’s number again and it was still switched off.


    “He had bettere up with a very good excuse for turning off his mobile phone,” she hissed out loud.


    ...


    Richard stepped discreetly into the Wick clubhouse. Unknown to him, he was discreetly followed by a spy and men in dark suits.


    Even though the clubhouse was lively and enticing, Richard didn’t bulge. He was not there to catch some fun. He had an urgent mission to aplish. When he introduced himself to the bouncer at the private red-painted door, he was ushered into the secret room where a horrendous-looking man by the name ‘ck Spider’ weed him.


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    “Where is the Falcon?” Richard queried irritably. “I’ve been waiting sincest night up till this hour and I haven’t gotten my revenge. If not that he came highly rmended, I would have concluded that he stinks at his job.”


    “Watch your tongue pretty boy,” ck Spider glowered at him. “Or I’ll be forced to pluck them out and feed them to you.”


    The tiny hair on the back of Richard’s neck stood. But, he toughened up shaking off every ounce of fear. He wasn’t going to let this overfed ugly-looking slum dog address him in that manner. After all, he had paid handsomely for their services and he deserved a satisfying result.


    “Is this how you treat your top clients? Bullying them when you don’t have any results to give?” Richard scoffed with a frosty re at ck Spider.


    ck spider wanted to badly punch this annoying man in the face. But he restrained himself when he thought about the consequences that will be visited on him by the dreaded Falcon.


    The Falcon was known to prize his highest-paying client. Whenever he was around, he would give these clients, VIP treatment lounges and beautiful girls to keep them happy. Like he always said, ‘the rich folks pay the bills, treat them with respect.


    Also, the Falcon was known, to keep up with his end of a profitable bargain. He was never known to deliverte on a business deal.


    Ever since the clubhouse resumed their morning activities, ck Spider had been worried about the Falcon’s umunicated absence. He tried calling him at home severally but only got voice messages. He finally decided to wait till the end of the day’s business before going over to visit his boss at his home.


    Now staring at this pretty boy, who was obviously clueless about the operations of the underworld, ck Spider’s anxieties came back to life. He could smell danger written all over this business deal.


    He swallowed his pride and triedmunicating in a raspy gentle voice to Richard.


    “We haven’t seen the Falcon since he left the clubhousest night.” His eyes glinted with fear and anxiety. “Calling him had also been futile. Why don’t you drop your number and take mine? I’ll get back to you once I get in touch with the Falcon.”


    Richard, sensing that his journey to the clubhouse had been unproductive, grudgingly dropped his contact and stormed out of the private room.


    Outside the private room, he noticed that the bouncer that had earlier ushered him in was nowhere to be found. Feeling unperturbed he walked out of the clubhouse.


    A few minutes after Richard left the Wick clubhouse, a regr drinking client of the clubhouse let out a screeching scream. The bouncer who happened to be drugged, have been strangled in the gent. His lifeless chest had a bloodied warning inscription on it. The inscription simply read; ‘Get ready for some fireworks tonight.’


    “This is horrific!...”


    “What animal could have done this?...”


    “This can only be the work of a drug cartel...”


    Different witnesses to the hideous crime had something to say.


    This information was brought to the notice of ck Spider and he quickly cleared the clubhouse. He had no ns of dying this night as he clearly understood the threat. At the moment, he was unsure of which enemies the Falcon had pissed off.


    As promised, at about a few minutes past eight PM, the Wick clubhouse was raised to rubble by some dynamite explosives.


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    Richard, who was currently with Susan and had settled her sexual needs amidst lies of his earlier whereabouts, listened intently to her juicy n of bringing E to him. He was thrilled and also disgusted by Susan’s maniptive strength. Once he gets E back, he would quickly gets rid of this despicabledy before him, Richard smiled slyly.


    Sprawled on the bed, and trying to regain his strength from his waist exercise, he received an anonymous phone call.


    The caller simply said, “the Falcon is dead. Watch your back!” After that, the call ended.


    His heartbeat raced and cold sweat precipitated on his forehead. He picked up his phone and ced a call across to ck Spider. If this was his n to threaten him then he had lostpletely, Richard mused.


    Susan sensed the tension in Richard’s expression and tried to enquire the reason for it. But he sarcastically shoved her off and left the room.


    Outside the hotel room and down by the lobby, Richard called ck Spider again as he didn’t pick up the first time.


    ck Spider picked up the call and told Richard never to call his number again. He stressed that he was a stroke of bad luck to the clubhouse, which had been destroyed. Without waiting for Richard to say anything, he ended the call.


    Richard was dumbstruck. The scary-looking, deep-voiced ck Spider suddenly sounded like a wimp. What the hell was happening, he pondered.


    As if to confirm ck Spider’s testimony, the newscaster on the television in the lounge showed the currently zing Wick clubhouse.


    Richard watched on in horror at the television. News journalists, firefighters, local policemen in uniforms, concerned neighbors, and a crowd of onlookers, gathered around the scene of the zing clubhouse.


    He thought about the mysterious call and a chill ran down his spine. This could only mean one thing, the Falcon was truly dead.


    Richard took a seat as his legs could no longer support his traumatized body. He wondered why anyone would call him with such a threat. Did they know he contacted the Falcon? Or did the Falcon have other enemies after him and someone mistook him as a friend of the Falcon?


    He ransacked his memories in vain, for any clue to the mysterious call. He was certain he had no enemies in this city except Leon Treshvire. And from his earlier assessment of Leon, he was just one of those spoilt rich kids who rose to fame due to their parents’ connection. Aside from an inted bag of testosterone, there was nothing more to Leon, Richard concluded.


    Leon was someone Richard had ns of disfiguring, for the public insult and his stolen girlfriend. Until he achieved his aim, he was going nowhere. Thankfully, he wasn’t needed in his football club or any championship league matches. He had taken a month’s break to rest, after a heavily booked football season. Also, If he needed special training, he had enough money to fly his football personal coach down to Amzone city.


    Richard’s mind drifted to Susan’s n for Arie. This cheered him up and reawakened his spirit. He was determined to fight for E’s love. But if she remained headstrong, he would take his pound of flesh, – for all the sexual torture she had made him pass through. In his demented mind, he med E for his current sex spree.


    ...


    E and Leon arrivedte at his vi after he had confirmed that the Wick clubhouse had been destroyed. He lifted E in his arms and took her straight to her room.


    E was going to be very busy the next day. Consequently, Leon wanted her to have a good night’s rest.


    After ensuring she had slept off, he walked briskly to his home office and shut the door. He spoke at length with Sky, dishing out orders. Finally satisfied with his initiated phase two assault, he left the office to his bedroom.


    Thanks to Leon’s spies, he discovered something new today. E’s best friend Susan was having an affair with Richard. And as if the affair wasn’t enough, they were both nning an assault and ckmail on E.


    Although Leon had earlier promised E never to meddle in her personal affairs, he wasn’t going to sit still and watch these miscreants humiliate his wife. She had suffered enough rejection and mistreatment.


    Richard wants to dine with the devil but forgot to use a long fork. His earlier move on Leon was the biggest mistake of his entire life. Only if he knew the beautiful monster he was dealing with.


    Leon has been merciful towards him all because of his affiliation with E and her family. But his continuous and persistent plotting to harm his beautiful wife may quicken his doom.


    For Chloe, Leon decided to monitor her from afar. He would only act when she tries using extreme measures. Unfortunately, she didn’t learn any lesson from herst predicament.


    Also, Leon didn’t want to rob E of the chance to personally deal with Chloe. After all, Chloe had been instrumental in the loss of E’s former job.


    Leon was eager to see how E nned on carrying out her revenge mission on F&K fashion home and their cohorts.


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