Securing The Bag (The Lagos Hustle)

Killer Babysitters

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Kanaku

In less than 10 seconds, a thousand scenerios had played through my mind...all had the same end result: The sleek white bastard slumped over the desk, dead. But I had to reign my emotions in check. This man was powerful and knew what he was doing he had definitely planned everything long ago. And now he had a sledge hammer over the three of us...hanging over our families and he was just rootless enough to kill them all. I knew it from looking into his eyes alone. This was a cruel bastard. Plus his bodyguard here wouldn't give me a chance...I refused to believe he was stronger than me and would best me in a fight but the way he had pinned me down earlier gave me second thoughts. And so when we were led out of the room, we saw two of our captors waiting in the corridor. They had their masks off this time, and I studied their faces. Emotionless eyes, thin lips, and a general demeanor that screamed violence. I immediately suspected they were the tracker assassins who had killed Mr D in the hotel and when the shorter one spoke; "There's a football field not too far, our pilot has the helicopter waiting....we move to Kaduna tonight"

I recognized the voice immediately from the bloody night at the hotel. He had seemed the more grounded and reasonable of the duo that faithful night, insisting they leave while the second had wanted to tear down the entire suite.

I glanced at Fuoyo and Jessy and I knew they were thinking the same thing too.

"we don't have all day...one complaint I make to the boss and you know what that means" The second chipped and my thoughts were confirmed. He was the sadist. Even looked the part, short man devil with a scraggly beard and 4 o'clock glassy eyes similar to a sewer rat's.

We marched down the stairs again and into the same van but this time the four remaining gunmen were nowhere to be found. They knew too much force wasn't necessary again, not when they had our loved ones for we would surely remain on good behaviour for their sake.

I still felt like slamming my body against them, and killing them with my bare hands but what about Barakat and Ruki? I'll surely sentence them to their death for sure with a risk like that.

It was a quiet 15 minutes drive and our two killers/trackers led us to what had to be the biggest helicopter I had ever seen. It had 4 different rotator blades instead of the usual 2 common with most helicopters and it was on standby, with blinking lights on both sides which made the letters, G.E.D visible.
We strapped in on a straight bench and fastened our seatbelts, while the trackers sat across from us. I looked around the dimly lit helicopter. There were big crates and cartons all sealed and looking really heavy. I couldn't even guess what they were but I had a hunch it was all related to the expedition.

The pilots started up the engine and the noise from the blades drowned off any attempted conversation until we were finally in the air and the sound subsided a bit, although we still had to shout if we wanted to be heard.

"Are you okay?" I shouted at Jessy

She nodded but her eyes said no.

"Hey! no talking except it's  about our next location and plan" the sadist tracker cautioned.

I stared him hard in the eye and he stared back, unwilling to blink or look away.

"You're the ones who murdered him that night right?"

"what...how do you-"

"shhh...." his partner cautioned him and stared at me, "what night?"

"The night you screwed up and missed the treasure map that was right before your eyes....I don't think you told your boss that the reason he has to depend on us to find the treasure is because you guys were too bloodthirsty to notice the clues and drawing on the floor before you messed it up with blood"

"how did you...what are you talking about?"

"you should have checked the remaining suite that night....maybe I would have killed you both then...quick and clean..almost painless...but now I promise you, your death is going to be horrible...both of you...for touching and threatening my family....our family-!" I spat the words with so much venom and conviction, it came out like a prophesy and I really meant-it.

Rat face pointed his rifle at my chest. "easy slick....we're going on a very dangerous mission, accidents can happen...especially if you continue talking like that, and then what will happen to your precious fa-"

"Jango that's enough....put that thing away for God's sake..." the second guy was definitely higher rank and more calculative. "And as for you....I don't want to hear anything from you until we get to Kaduna. If you're wise you'll get a little sleep cause you won't get the chance in a while"

I clenched my teeth, thinking and wishing I could throw them both from the helicopter. But I was basically hopeless. There was really nothing I could do but play along. If I wanted to see my family again...same with my friends too. Fuoyo still looked dazed, Jessy looked shocked. I was angry. We all had our different ways of reacting to such news. Mine was always anger and swift reaction but for the first time my anger couldn't do anything except make matters worse. So I clenched my teeth in annoyance and imagined killing the short man devil called Jango. Especially when they fell asleep, snoring loudly as if they didn't have a single care in the world, but I couldn't close my eyes without seeing Barakat's frightened face in my mind's eye. I hadn't even seen Ruki...Oh God! These bastards were going to pay, everyone of them from the cold blooded killers babysitting us to the refined white prick crazy enough to believe he was the reincarnated soul of his ancestor. I promised myself this as I tried to convert my raw anger to patient determination.

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