34: GAPE.

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ABUJA, NIGERIA.







Down at the outskirts of Abuja is none other than the presidents stepson who happens to be named Fuzail, the presidents current wife's son. He is partying around like he's always does, the nights eating up like it was never there to begin with. He's always loved nights because that is the time where he let off some steam and enjoy his bachelorhood like he's always wanted. Done with studies and all the burdens it contains, it is now time to eat up stepfather's wealth. That is what he has been meaning to do since he found himself at the man's home. What is the use of his mother giving him another father if he can't eat the man's wealth as he pleases?

"Fuzail, come over here!" His friend called out from another boot by the far end of the club. Already drunk to the core, Fuzail stumbled to them and sat down close to a pretty lady that looks too young to be in a club but he doesn't care, it doesn't matter.

"What's up? Who are these chicks?" His eyes flicker around the women giving him doodle eyes like they know who he is. If they know, they know about his stepfather's position and would want to be in his good books. Ha, as if he gets the time to have fun with them when he is tied to another hook he never wished to be tied to.

"Just found 'em outside, Marcus wasn't letting them through so I talked to him." His closest friend Azim answered him, taking more shots of alcohol than his system can take care of. The man is always taking the risks of passing out before he starts enjoying the night.

"Uhmm..." He nodded, swinging his head back to take another huge gulp of his alcohol trying to block out all the noise around him. He don't want to think about how jumbled his life is, he needs to think of something else just then his phone rang in his pocket.

"Just where the heck are you right now, Fuzail?" His stepsister's voice, Zara rang through the other end and he became somber. He has been waiting to hear from her since forever but he didn't get ahold of her ever after her marriage. She don't want to talk to him, he understands but she should've also understood him from the beginning before making a decision.

"In a club, baby! How's being married to that loser?" His words are slurred despite him feeling somber by the sound of her voice. Maybe she is not really enough to make him somber after taking so many shots of alcohol, he couldn't think straight with liquor in his system.

"Don't call him a loser again, Fuzail. I have a job for you." The first sentence was really harsh, she would've slapped him if they were together but then she let it fall an octave low to say the last one. Fuzail was hurt at that, his chest tightened knowing she'd always support the man she loves at first sight than her stepbrother.

"What is it you want, my beloved?" He questioned, his hands wandering around a girl's bare shoulder beside him. He don't even know who she is and what she looks like, he is only thinking about Zara at the moment. The woman his heart foolishly fell in love with knowing she won't ever reciprocate those feelings knowing they are same age, she has the mentality.

"...You understand what needs to be done right? I don't want you making mistakes for I won't forgive you if that happens, go there now. Turn to the plan b is it doesn't work perfectly, you get it?" She questioned after explaining her plan to him perfectly. She has been thinking about doing that for a long time, this is her chance to belong to Mika'il alone and only her little brother can help.

She can easily hire an outsider to do the work for her but she might never know when they will decide to stab her so she is taking the safer side to be safe in future. Her brother won't tell anyone about what they are doing no matter what happens, he is the only one she can trust with her secret at the time. He will also do the job like no other, he is intelligent to not leave trace that will lead to them. Not that what he is going to do is a huge crime, just something little that will help her in her plans in the near future. She didn't call him till after iftar, she don't want to commit a crime with the fast on her tongue so she waited till after she broke it. Mika'il is also with her, she don't bother.

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