I began to cough vigorously as I got closer to my drop off point, but how did I know him? Lets go back three days where I was dressed for a meeting with Don Chelano, the famous and notorious gangster for if you wanted something shipped in and out of the city you must pay a fee to his organization as he held all the ports in the city.
So I was called in to have a meeting with Chelano as his men saw my package as something interesting because it was a girl half naked aged 14 quietly sitting in a container ready to shipped. I reached his office, which was like a consulting company for crimes, As I sat in the waiting room, across me was a small office with an Man facing the office clerk who could see me.
The man had a bag of fresh body at his side
"Her body is still fresh as he had preserved her well since Saturday It will be perfect for Grooming said the Man"
"Where do you find and kill them" asked the Clerk
"Under the bridge you find young women looking for a quick Sex and get high for little the price, I expect more from you this time as she looks pretty"
Said the man with the body bag with an evil laugh and he then looks at his phone as he gets a call.
At that moment I was called in, As I worked into his office it was filled with armed with men holding military grade weapons, women worked in his office butt naked with a dog chain across their necks. I was then sited in his empty office which had just 2 chairs and a desk, one for the the don and the other for his clients. On his desk he just had a picture of his 3 kids and wife, 2 Minutes later the bathroom door opened and Chelano came out adjusting his belt and zip, as the door closed behind him I could see a woman on her knees cleaning her face.
He greeted me with a shake, He Looked more fat and ugly in person, we sat and he removed his phone from his pocket and he kept it on his desk and so I did too.
"So Do you like young girls?" He asked,
"I gave him a smile, a smile that showed interest", He said I called in this meeting, if maybe you need young girls, I have a safe house with a bunch of them in case you run tired of that one, do reach out and we can have lots of fun, he went ahead and boasted how he owns this city that people are scared of him, that he even takes the public transport with no entourage of guards, as he believed he was humble enough to walk the streets with his head held high.
After a while he gets a call on his phone, and he looks at this phone and he says with a smile, I hope to do business with you and his guards comes to show me the way out.
Reached the entrance of a graveyard my drop point location. I paid in cash and went my way.
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Council of the Sane
General FictionStory of 3 Passengers and A Driver in a Shared cab