GONE WITH THE GUN

EPISODE 45

27th March, 2015

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"You know he is the only friend I have?"
Cinn said to Nicki.

"I didn't know. You are just telling me now." Nicki said, standing up.

It was 8:43pm and she had things to do.

Cinn ambled towards her. He stood behind her and circled his hand around her waist. 
"So what are you planning to do?" He asked.

Nicki turned and gave Cinn a kiss.

"I have to prove to my dad that I am not his little baby girl anymore. I want to do something for him."

Cinn walked away from her and sat on the couch.

"And you think the best way to show your dad that you can handle things on your own is to kill a man."

"You wont understand." Nicki said.

"I wont understand? Like I don't have a dad or what?"

"Do you? You have never talked about him. Is he dead? You have refused to say. If your dad is alive then maybe you would understand what it means for a child to want to make his or her dad proud. So yes I have to do this."

"And what you have to do is kill someone?"

Nicki sat on Cinn's laps. She placed a hand on his chest and caressed him.

"I am not going to be the one to kill him. You say he is your friend, so he wouldn't see it coming."

"He wouldn't see what coming?"

"I want you to kill him for me."
 
Cinn carried Nicki off him and stood up. He turned towards her in anger.

"Are you out of your mind? Did you even hear what you said? First you tell me you want to kill my only friend. Now you ask me to kill him myself. Are you nuts?"

Nicki shot up in anger.

"You don't talk to me like that. If you can't do it I will get someone else to do it for me."

"Have you ever met the guy? Have you had a chance to get to know him? Do you know why your dad wants him dead? There is nothing you know about this, all you know is that you want to prove yourself to dad. To be seen as an adult. Maybe your dad is right after all. You are still a kid because you are thinking like one."

Nicki had a tear roll down her eyes.

"You can cry all you want but its true. And I promise you this today, I will make sure nothing happens to him."

Nicki shot a slap across his face and left the room in tears.

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30th March, 2015. 
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As Wafi got the eleventh kick on the head, he got the feeling that this might be his last day on earth. He had managed to disarm his assailant but he was still on the losing side. This man was just too huge and too strong for him. Wafi's sitting room was already destroyed in the fight. He should not have let the man in, Wafi thought.

It was his fault. He let the man in and even offered him a drink. The man had said while standing at the door that he was sent by Deputy Chief Wilson to come see him. Wafi was relaxed and let the man in. He had just turned to sit when the man brought out a magnum pistol to shoot Wafi who immediately ducked behind a couch and got his gun too.

The man had shot twice, missing Wafi. Both men hid behind a couch each, exchanging bullets. Some landed on the wall tearing through the pictures that hung on the wall and others tore holes through the couch. On Wafi's sixth shot, he had no more bullets in his magazine. The man was also out of bullets in his pistol. He was about to reload when Wafi ran swiftly and kicked the gun away from his hands. The pistol flew off the mans hand and slid under the big shelf in the sitting room.

Wafi threw the first punch but that was also his last. The man took the punch like it was from a baby. Then his huge right fist swung up and round, giving Wafi a punch that sent him reeling and hitting the center table. Wafi stood up unsteadily and threw a punch. The man sidestepped and Wafi's fist hit space. He lost
balance and came forward, and the man gave him a dig in the belly. He then took Wafi up from his waist and flung him across the room.

He strode to where Wafi fell and took him up again. He flung him on to shelf where Wafi landed on his face sending items on the shelf to the floor with him. Wafi slid to the floor and lay gasping. The man spat away and grunted. He took Wafi's left hand and dragged him on the floor towards the center of the room. He kicked Wafi hard on the belly and he grunted in pains. He kicked repeatedly, oscillating from head to belly.

Wafi grunted heavily. He had tried to cover his head with his hands but the man had kicked his hands sore. He was left there limp. This man was going to kick him to death. His nose had been broken and his ribs too.

Just as he was about to lose all hope, he heard a thudding sound like someone had fallen to the floor. Someone else had entered the sitting room. The man had stopped kicking him and all Wafi could hear were sounds of two people fighting. His face was covered with so much blood he could not open his eyes but he could guess what was happening from the sounds he heard. 

It felt like forever before the fighting stopped. Wafi was losing blood and he was losing hope too. Suddenly someone carried him up and walked outside. The next sound he heard was that of a car engine starting, and then he became unconscious.  

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