Wanting Her(#1)

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Song of the moment :Symphony by clean bandit

Alhaji.Ismail drove his E -class Mercedes Benz at a suicidal speed, not caring to stop when the minutes red light signalling STOP came on, to the one residence his instinct told him was the place he needed to make a gloomy appearance .

Luck was selectively on his side today,the highway was void of vehicles,only a countable number of cars were driving along the smooth road with no bumps, no policemen or any uniformed men around or were close by to bring the man that was breaking the laws of the roadway to halt.

He was desperate and in a hurry.

An hour drive felt like the longest ride ever,it was as though he was driving to the far distal end of the world.

Anger sipped through his boiling veins as bile rose to his neck,he tasted it's bitterness at the tip of his tongue which made him swallow the lump in his throat,painfully and hard.

Upon reaching his destination, he flattened the brakes as hard as he could ,the car came to an instantaneous stop ,making a loud screeching halt which resulted to the rise of the golden brown sand into the atmosphere as dust.

He was familiar with this very building in his sight,just a little above twenty-four hours ago he was here,recieving the worst punishment he was yet to accept. And now this happened.

Indeed,he was previously here as an ,an offender and in huge debt but now he is here as a father,a husband and a protector,he isn't afraid nor is he going to fret. Not now,not ever.

He needs answers. Answers he will get in due time Or so help him God,they both won't live to tell the story.

With long strides,loud shoe steppings, an angry pounding heart and a confused mind,Alhaji.Ismail matched to the metallic gate and immediately,the security guard opened entrance into the building.

He pushed him aside, furthermore, ignoring his greetings.

The humble man and he were familiar with each other, many atimes when summoned by the 'boss' ,he'll always offers him the famous 'shayin buzaye' at the end of every once in a while torturous meeting to calm his worried nerves but today,his mood is so sour that being nice was scrapped off his list.

Furiously, he reached the main entrance door to the house but was stopped by two bulky giants dressed in all black.

Their expressionless faces wore a midnight sleek black shade, and an expensive timer also black in color,was adored on their meaty dark wrists.

The guy on the left spoke hushly yet respectfully through the wireless bluetooth in his ear. When the call session ended, the men in black moved simultaneously away from the door making a way entry for Alhaji.Ismail.

Glowering at them simultaneously ,he made his way through the heavy oak wood door. Epinephrine surge through his enraged  blood,it made him walk faster as he prepared himself to fight a battle he has the slimmest chance of winning,unarmed.

The boss,as usual,was met sitting on one of the sofas,majestically , with two men of similar form to the earlier ones by the entrance,towering over  him on each side as he pretends to enjoy the show on the LD plasma screen TV.

With noisy lengthy strides ,alhaji stood in front of the boss or rather,the devil,blocking his contact with the plasma screen. He knows very well the kind of man the boss is, he isn't the type that has time to spare in tv shows but today miraculously, his attention was on the rectangular shaped electronic box.

The boss was irking him more by awaiting for his late arrival. The idiot knew he was on his way coming and that made him more furious.

"Well,well,well, it is about time you showed up,I was expecting you earlier than now" the handsome bastard said with the permanent smirk on his chiseled face.