ʙᴀᴅᴍᴀɴ ᴀ ᴍɪ ᴛʏᴘᴇ

Eliminated

Omniscient POV
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Castro sits back in his chair listening as one more of his business was raided and destroyed

He's furious about who is behind all of this

Ten million dollars lost in goods not to mention the property

"I'm going to kill that son of a bitch whenever I catch him,!" He yells out in frustration slamming down his hand on the table

The tension in the room can be slice with a knife meech sits and watch as his father break apart the office in anger

He shakes his head faking pity

"So what is going to happen now,?" He ask

"I'm going to find out who did this and kill them and their family," he spats angrily

"Do you know who could be behind this,?" Meech asks

"No," Castro says even though he knows who did it

The room fall silent meech excuses himself from the room going outside to the room

Taking out his phone he dials zyaire's number

"Yo," a voice says

"Weh zyairie,?" Meech asks confused

"Him a do supmu leave a message," the person says

"Mek him know it a go as planned," meech says as the person says ah

Hanging up he goes back to the room sitting down he thinks

How does he not know that zyairie is behind the whole thing

Castro sits and watch as his own son is working with the enemy to destroy him and his empire

Well their empire

"How stupid does he think I am,?" Castro thinks to himself

"It would be so evil for me to kill him,he's the only heir to my empire," he sits pondering

"Just maybe I should continue to play along," meech says below his breath

"What did you say son,?" Castro asks going to the liquor bar taking up two glasses along with a bottle of Whiskey

"Oh nothing," meech shrugs off

Castro smiles pouring the liquor handing meech a glass

"You just lost over ten million dollars why are you happy,?" He asks his father

"I'm celebrating life and success," he says drinking his liquor

Meech looks at the glass skeptically

He sits and observe his father's actions

Castro turns towards him

"Drink up son," he says as meech looks at him

"Him lick him head or,?"....

"Drink up son we have a big day tomorrow," Castro says as meech turns the cup up his head

Zyairie steps off the jet stretching thanking God for reaching safely

Now it's time to get to work he thought to himself getting into the car

He types on his laptop setting up the final transaction and plan details before driving to Castro's house direction

He parks his car getting in the house he goes inside closing the doors he sees his men suit up ready waiting instructions

The ringing of his phone makes him hiss he sees Jefferson's name on the screen