I Want A Home – Episode 49

I Want A Home – Episode 49
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© Ireti Adedipe
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Gmt 04:19am

The vehicle doors began to make bang sounds immediately Khora stepped out from the first vehicle that drove crazily into the opened compound just as lord Nathaniel men followed behind.

Four more vehicles drove into the large compound the same way a minute later and the gate of the building was closed.

Lord Nathaniel stepped out from one of the vehicles immediately the back door was opened for him, he dusted the tip of his sneakers that has cajoled a bit stain and took a glance at his wristwatch.

“Its 20 minutes past 4am Khora, Why is Vladimir and his men not yet here?” the drug lord asked when he sighted Khora coming towards him from one of the vehicles that alighted, adjusting his coat in the process. He began to move forward after tucking the eyeshade on his eyes just as Khora met up with him on the way to the entrance of the building.

“I was informed of a little problem and the scheduled time for shifting was delayed for few hours” Khora answered him.

“And why was that?”
“I think the delivery team had a network issue that needed to pass”

“They should be on their way here by now. I’m I right?”
“Yes my lord, they hijack the truck few hours ago and they are on their way here already”

“Good. Continue keeping tabs on them and make sure none of their activities snitch under your nose” lord Nathaniel instructed and move forward immediately they got to the last pillar of the balcony.

“Guys. Parked the boxes together and move them inside” Khora turned to give an instruction before following lord Nathaniel into the main house immediately the door was opened for them by one of their men.

“You heard the boss, park the boxes now and lets move them Inside” one of the men rephrased almost after khora to tell the men who were walking from the other end of the parking lodge.

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Margot smiled mischievously and tapped the table twice with a tip of her fingers. Its wasn’t surprising she was able to convince the 7 seated men except 2 of them who were yet on the convinced path.

She leaned back against the chair she was seated at the middle of the round desk, she took a glance at each side of the table and smiled mischievously again.

“I am not asking you all to accept this offer Carlos Barnabas. This is a business strictly meant for men that needs physical changes” Margot buttress just as they all turned to her. The whole attention of the men soon turned to the 2 other that had just refused her offer.

“Carlos, you and Quinn needs to Stop been adamant and listen to what Margot had just told us from a different angle respectively. This drug business needs to be sustained with equity rather to the harsh way of its present response”

“No I strongly disagreed with you Walton. Valentine and Frederick has been in this business for long, far longer than we thought and never for once had anyone turned to win them. Going against them is tyranny and fruitless”

“Carlos, I think you might have forgotten that we all are behind the business of Valentine and his dues. I think you and Quinn has to be reminded of the fact that nothing goes onwards from our territory without a pass from us”

“Yes Kahn, you and I with everyone In this room equally knows that Valentine and Frederick are strong men that has several backings. Zoe left them territories far more greater than we know around the world and specifically around Pakistan and several African countries before his death. Rhys was only a inch in the bug rather to what we know”

“Oh I see.. I see why you are so scared of turning against Val. I see now its solemnly because your drug lord failed, he was a bas..tard that died shamefully in the hands of another drug lord”

“You don’t fuc..king tell me stuffs men.. Who the hell do you think you are?”

Margot felt startled and taken aback immediately a loud bang met the desk when one of the men rose in annoyance, she raised her eyelids and kept quite at first to watch the turn of event as arguments emerged among them.

She watched as the man that hit the desk rose in annoyance with the man that spoke last. He had tried to grab the collar of the African lord but the rest of the men rose and quickly stopped it.

The shattered arguments continued and raises of curse reflected over the walls in the building within the men. Another fight tried to broke up but was stopped again as Margot took a glance at Tom who was standing behind her.

Tom on seeing Margot glance brought out a gun and fired the gun twice. The bullet pack fell on the floor and the attention of the men was called back to Margot again when they heard the heavy gunshot.

Its was an awkward moment and an embarrassing one but the settling quite came to order.

“I am aware that changes in leadership can be rather unsettling. I understand your loyalty to Valentine and his dues Carlos” Margot began to speak after they all turned to her almost instantly.

“We do not have to argue Carlos, do we Quinn?” Margot made a wry smile again and tapped the desk.

“I called this meeting and I have stated its purpose to everyone. This is mainly a business strictly for everyone here except whoever disagreed and has no interest” Margot said in a loud but calm tone.

“I was suspicious when this meeting was called, I had no idea you of all Betrayal could arrange this and convince us to back against Valentine and Frederick. Have you forgotten that Ruiz was responsible for the death of my drug lord?” A man stood up immediately and barked at Margot, he snared and made a mischievous smirk just as he spoke.

He was the same man known as Carlos, a stubborn man that had prolonged the meeting time frame and the same man trying to make the other men disagreed with all that Margot had told them since the beginning of the secret meeting.

Margot made a sigh afterwards, she leaned on the chair and took a glance at all of them in the room without stopping to tap the desk like she had been doing when the argument had started.

The room they were all seated was a very large room, a room big enough to contain 30 people and befitting for a conference hall. The inside was furnished and the walls were treated with acoustic, the roof was highly designed and decorated along the glasses on part of the windows.

Margot smiled again as Carlos kept ranting on when she gave no response, she stopped tapping the desk for a moment and continued again in seconds. She took a glance at her wristwatch and made another sigh.

She knew it was easy to have arranged a meeting with the men but wouldn’t be easy to persuade them to turn against Valentine and Frederick forcefully like Nathaniel and Vladimir had told her to handle the situation if perhaps they acted otherwise.

“You necessarily do not have to talk about Ruiz here again Carlos. Master Ruiz is dead and this game is changing. I am willing to give you triple of what Vladimir and Frederick could offer you if you’d support me or you and Quinn end up here dead without nothing” Margot said sharply, interrupting him.

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Joel took off the wired earpiece on both ears immediately the front passenger side of the 2010 model Porsche Panamera car opened.

Steve stepped into it with a bag and close the door, he made a face instantly and turned to look at Joel.

“Woah man. Take it easy ya know, what the hell, you wanna really get my bad a$$ that bad?” Joel quickly joked in his American accent and leaned against the driver side of the door. He raised both hands and stared a funny look at Steve whose faced gradually turned from a funny one to a serious look.

“Let’s get moving” Steve said sharply and turned his face to the road without waiting. He used the seat belt and smiled before he threw the bag he carried to the back seat.

“Don’t be such a dummy and lets move man. You’ve brought a nice car” Steve commented and sniff, he pocketed his hand and brought out an android device. He doubled tap the screen to checked the application that was loading on the device immediately the screen turned on.

“Yeah. Standard men don’t use silly cars ya know” Joel joked and sit properly. He ignite the car instantly and speed off on the road a minute after navigating and checking out the road.

“Metlife are denying all accusations levied against them” Joel announced as they moved on. He was speeding off crazily while Steve concentrated on the device he was holding.

He took a quick glance at Steve who gave him no direct response but looked so concentrated at the phone. He continued speaking.

“So we are doing this the detective way isn’t it?”

“Except the fact that you in for the money” Steve answered him sharply, now pressing the phone.

He leaned on the chair and took a very quick glance at the road. “Take the left route” he added to instruct Joel who was about speaking.

“What the hell do you think I’m into this for? I didn’t come back from New York city to help capture some sorts of drug lords” Joel said and nodded twice as he horned when he took the left route of the road, they were now approaching a car at the lane and there seemed to be some sort of traffic on the road.

He reduced the car speed instantly and slowed down, he took several look ahead the road and tried to figure out the best way to turn easily and overtake the car ahead them.

He drove pass the slowed moving vehicle successfully and the next ahead but was unable to overtake the next one. He horned again and reduced his speed.

“Why the fu..ck are we taking this route? We are stuck here man” he phrased immediately he slide down the driver window side and turned to Steve who was still busy on the phone.

“Steve” he called 30 seconds later with a serious face when there was yet a response from Steve.

“I needed some time to make this work” Steve finally answered and raised his face. He locked the phone afterwards and pocketed it just about the moment Joel tried to peep at what he was busy doing on the device.

He carried the bag he threw earlier on the back seat and opened it, he brought out three different revolvers with several cartridges and began to load the guns with bullets.

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Five suited men stood straight and grounded behind Valentine as he hit the gulf ball again. They watched as the ball rolled on to the part of the field just as Valentine himself was watching still holding the handles of the Gulf Club.

The continuous sound of his ringing phones on his Personal assistance hands made him temporarily stop the game and face the P.A who quickly moved forward to hand him one of the phone.

(I want a home )

He took a look at the screen first before speaking just as he waved to all the men, telling them to move some inches backwards.

They all obeyed at once just immediately he answered the phone to hear the gruff voice of his caller.

“Valentine. Our carriage was attacked last night” said the voice.

To be continued…

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