Hercules stood transfixed with fear, he was only few metres away from the car. He was surrounded by both the Arch Angels and the White Tigers, his own people. Guns were pointed at him from all directions, even his juniors and friends all had their guns facing him with pitiless looks on their one’s face.
Seeing Rough and Slimmy come out of the car had explained it all to him, the cat must have been let out of the bag. But how did that happen? How did Slimmy and Oj who were supposed to be at loggerheads come to agree with each other?
“Hercules,” Rough said with a mocking laugh, cutting through his thoughts. She moved closer to him and stopped at his front. “Surprised?” Rough began to walk in a circle round him like she did to Oj.
She stopped and stared at his face, “do you think you could play us all till we die?” She barked in a loud voice.
Hercules remained quiet, he kept a confident face and demeanor, he continued to stare straight above the car.
“Where are my sisters?” Rough asked, starting again to walk round him. She got no response, she stopped at his front and raised her face closer to his. “Where are my sisters?” She asked again.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Hercules feigned ignorance.
Rough stared at him with disgust in her eyes, “don’t even try to deny…”
“Leave him,” Oj said in a stressed tone and walked to meet Hercules and Rough. Rough moved back and joined Slimmy close to the car.
“Baba, what’s happening here? I don’t understand,” Hercules said, trying to put up an innocent looking face.
“Shut up! If I ‘wooze’ you ehn,” Oj threatened with the butt of his gun. “Where did you keep the girls?”
“Baba, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Hercules still maintained his position.
“Okay…” Oj felt someone touch his fingers from the back. He turned back to see Slimmy, Slimmy whispered some words to him and turned back. He and Rough walked into another car and drove away. The three Arch Angels guys who had followed Hercules from the back also began to walk away.
Bang! A sudden gunshot sounded immediately they watched Slimmy and Rough drive out of sight. Everybody was wondering where it came from when they saw Hercules sprawling on the floor already. “Baba” had gotten impatient, so when Slimmy and Rough were entering the car noisily, he cocked his gun while everybody was being distracted with Slimmy’s manner of driving and administered the bullet into Hercules right lap immediately the car was out of sight.
Oj squatted with his pistol still in his hands and stared at Hercules face, Small came to stand beside him. “Where did you keep the girls?” Oj reiterated.
Hercules winced in pain, gritting his teeth and closing his eyes to absorb it. “Get me treated first and then I’ll tell you , else you’ll never know where they are.” Hercules threatened in a gruff pain filled voice.
Oj stood up and stared blankly at the sky for a moment, he turned back and squatted. “Which of you went to kill mother and brother?”
Hercules still kept a bold face, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Okay,” Oj rose up to his feet. “Don’t worry, you’ll know when the whole of your family lays six feet under the ground.”
“Huh?” Hercules’s eyes widened and he vibrated in fear as he heard OJ’s last words. “I’ll talk.”
Slimmy rode in the car with Rough seated by his side, the both of them had their thoughts pointing in one direction, the only difference was that Slimmy was more concerned about Hadijat while Rough was concerned about the two girls.
Slimmy began to think of Kong’s possible quarters of operation or hideout. He knew the most feasible place to find Kong, Rushi, the same uncompleted building where Kong used to operate before he joined the Angels. Maybe Kong still kept his mindset and the desire he had before he joined the Angels.
Slimmy, Gentle, Fabio, Kong and Nazaretha had all joined the Arch Angels cult group at the same time, Slimmy could still remember their initiation ceremony that night. Aside from the initiation day, the young cultists did not really have anything much to do with each other. They were from different departments and faculties and even hostels which were far away from each other, so they had nothing to do together except when they exchanged greetings before and after their meetings. Kong before he joined the Arch Angels doubled as a noise and trouble maker. He already had a gang of terrible young boys who tried to oppress others in the school. The rumor was that Kong was trying to form a new cult group but due to lack of strength and experience of the guys, it was impossible. Kong’s group of trouble makers had to split up at a certain time of trouble just few weeks after they started oppressing each other. That was when Kong decided to join the Arch Angels, and his closest friend and partner in crime, Hercules joined the White Tigers. But they didn’t join with a mindset of forming their own groups later, only when they rose in rank did they begin to think that they were ripe enough to break away.
During their younger days, Kong had always been disagreeing with the twin brothers especially with Slimmy. Kong and Slimmy were being trained as hitmen then, the late Host was already one of the major hitmen. Slimmy always performed his tasks better than Kong and was always commended better, Kong was always second to him in any challenge or task. This stirred up rivalry between both of them and they disagreed and quarreled most of the times when their bosses were not around.
Nazaretha and Gentle, although could also use guns very well were in another department. Both were friends and walked quite in agreement with each other. Gentle always took sides with Slimmy whenever there was a disagreement with Kong but Nazaretha was always on the middle ground.
A phone call distracted Slimmy’s thoughts, he took one hand off the steering wheel and took out the phone from his pocket. His heart skipped a beat as he saw the caller ID. Ace, that was one of the regional leaders of the Arch Angels in the country. The last time they had spoken was when he was being installed as the new Capon for his school and Zonal Leader for the the schools under their zone. He quickly pulled over to a space to answer the call.
The call had ended before he could park the car properly. He took off his seat belt to enable him communicate properly. “It’s Ace,” he whispered to Rough who was looking to him for an explanation, then he dialed back the number. Rough heaved a sigh and closed her eyes.
“Hello Boss,” Slimmy spoke in low tones.
“Slimmy, Whatta Guan?” Ace sounded kind of angry.
“Nothing Boss, we fixing the mess.” Slimmy replied.
“You say nothing, me no fool man, we no fools here. What’s this thing we hear that you rolling with some f*ckboys now?”
“Boss, it’s a long story. I’ve actually been fighting the wrong people all the while…”
“Shhh…”Ace silenced. “You ain’t got no excuse enough to roll with em guys, what about calling em all under your zonal jurisdiction?”
“I’ve called them and most of the boys have been killed, the others are leaving us saying that they have one or two things to do in school.”
“What da f*ck! You can’t manage just a zone to fight some em small boys? You gotta be kidding me man.”
“It’s not like that, we had some traitors amongst us.” Slimmy replied, already getting pissed off.
“Traitors? You have em traitors? That’s gotta mean you’ve messed up business back there in your school. “
“And what’s this thang that you not settled the money for em Gentle’s rites?”
“Huh?” Slimmy hissed and cut off the phone. They were in a midst of a battle and someone was asking him for money to perform rites for Gentle’s body which he wasn’t even planning to hand over to the cult. The body had been embalmed already but he planned to take it home and give his brother a befitting burial which was contrary to the rule of the cult.
… to be continued