Lady Mafia – Episode 69

Lady Mafia
(From Revenge To Affection)
By: Vickie Dora 🌻
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Chapter 69
(Change of Game)
Wolves Clan
Underground Garage
The elevator to the underground garage opened, as a figure dressed in black all through, having a face mask tagged to his face, stepped in. A small pen knife rested within his pocket as he made his way out, walking into the hallway.

Vocies from afar; men building cars, could be heard. He pulled out a revolver, checking out for bullets in the cartridge while making his steps less obvious. He waked into a room, adjacent to the main hall. This seem to be the Manager’s office.

“What the hell…” He paused seeing the fellow that came in. A rush of adrenaline shock filled his system as he stared at the gun pointed at him. He gulped in, raising his hand into the air.

The strange fellow pulled down the mask he had on, revealing his face. Justin. He smirked.

“You weren’t expecting me right?” He asked, taking gentle strides forward. “What do you want again Justin” the manager asked, getting off his seat, gently. Justin smirked, placing his index finger on the trigger, though, not pulling it, atleast not yet.

“You know what I want….where is the car?” He asked. The manager shook his head. “Justin, I have told you, my last help is the only help I was to render you, I can’t keep on doing this.” He cooed. Justin laughed.

“If you knew you couldn’t keep up with it, why did you start. You have been giving me a passage way out of this clan, right from time. This is the last help I need from you, else your head will end up rolling to the ground” he threatened. The manager shook in fear.

“Please Justin…I can’t release that car, boss’ gonna ki*ll me. The car was made personally for her…trust, she wouldn’t let me live if it got missing.” He explained. Justin walked towards a wardrobe, his gun not leaving it’s position.

He picked out a white lab coat, tucking it over his body. He picked up an eye glass from the table belonging to the Manager, wearing it over his eyes. The manager who should have seen his distraction as a way of escaping couldn’t make a move, cos he knows how brutal Justin can be. He read expressions perfectly, and can take shots from any angle. He wouldn’t try any funny act, to save his head.
“Justin….”

“Open the door to the secret garage, mister man” Justin order, pointing the gun at him while the latter led the way. With shaky hands, he brought out a key from his coat, walking towards a shelf of books, which he pushed to the other side, revealing a door. He input the key into the keyhole unlocking the door. He slightly tilt his head backward to look at Justin who gave him a nod.

He forced his steps into the large room, filled with fleet of cars of different kinds, covered with large flex.
“I need the Lamborghini…the black one.” Justin noted. “That’s her favorite”

“I don’t care….take off those things and hand over the key” Justin yelled, pushing him roughly from the back. He grunt, stumbling forward.

Walking toward the Lamborghini, he flipped the flex aside, praying in his heart that the boss wouldn’t notice anything. He fidget with the keys before handling it to Justin.

“Open the gate” Justin’s commanding voice came again, the manager hurriedly pick out the remote control from a drawer, he pressed on a red button as the cracking sound of the gate came up. The large gate rose from the ground level, giving an open space below. Justin smirked.

He walked forward to body check the manager, checking for anything on him which he found none. Satisfied with all he got, he walked towards the car, placing the key into the engine as he ignited it. The car came to life at one click. He smiled, turning to face the manager.

“You know….” He started “It has always been nice doing business with you Mr. Philip..but, aside the money I pay you for this …I have one last gift for you” he smiled brightly. Mr. Philip’s face brighten a little, the fear in his hear kept contrasting with his slight happy mood, ready to receive another mouth watering bribe from his client.

“What…what gift” he asked, trying to stay calm. He has never been under gun point from Justin before, this is being weird.

“Here….” He attempted turning back to the car only to turn swiftly towards his prey, positioning the gun closer to the ground level. “Have this motherf**ker” he exclaimed firing two shots into Mr. Philip’s leg. The latter groan loudly, falling to the floor, loud grunt erupting from his mouth, a he stare daggers at Justin, who smirked, tucking the gun into its pocket, entered the car and zoomed off.

“God damn you Justin…harggh” Mr. Philip called out loudly. His leg hurt badly, with blood oozing out of it. He managed to crawl towards an alarm switch, pulling it down. The alarm blared loudly, informaing the others in the other floor, of an emergency in the strong room as they call it. A number of guards made their way in, just about time the garage gate close, creating a barricade between the outside world and within.
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Mexico~~
Jade stared at the little plastic in her hand, a bit worried, as the second red line appeared. “F**k” she breathed out, disposing it, while washing her hand properly. She tried calming her hitched breath, comporting herself as she stepped out of the bathroom.

“Sweetheart, are you ready?” Wizard asked, coming into the room. She feign a smile nodding while wiping her hand with a towel. He noticed her tensed shoulders, pulling her closer to himself, as he tends to it, giving it soft massage.

“Hey, you need to relax okay… don’t worry, we surely will get over this. You don’t need to think too much” he cooed, referring to the current death their colleague, not knowing the real cause of her tensed look. She gulped in, pulling him into a tight hug, letting out a silent sob. He pecked her forehead, caressing her hair.
“Shh…it’s ok…please don’t cry”

Though the sudden death of Mica and Kelvin hurts her so much, but her heart arch more for the next news she would tell him.
“I’m ok…come on let’s go” she muttered breaking the hug while wiping her cheeks. They had received the message from Kyla and decided to get a ticket of the next flight going to New York. They lodge out of the hotel apartment, not happy about the sudden end of their vacation.
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“You can’t tell me that bas***d came in here, take away the best car and no one knows about it…no f**king one” Kyla roared, anger is an understatement considering the expression she has on.

The whole hall went silent, each worker not being able to confront her. Mr. Philip had been taken to the clinic to treat his wound, having it in mind that his case would still be brought up, and he would surely need to answer questions from Kyla. He wished he had just died, cos Kyla’s punishment wouldn’t be what he wants to imagine.

“Damn it…arghhh” she yelled, kicking off an empty can before her. “Boss…” Evans called out, giving her an eye signal. She scoffed ruffling her hair, walking out of the scene.

Evans went after her in haste, entering into her study with her. “Kyla, you need to calm down” he cooed. “Don’t tell me to calm down, do you know the risk at hand…that motherf**ker is the damn mole in this clan, and I was just so stupid to not have noticed….why, harggh” she grunt. Evans sighed, closing up the space

“You need to be calm to think” he replied calmly. He heard her sob a little, turning to face the other side, to prevent him from seeing her face. She sniffed in, trying to hold in the tears. The pain of losing two members is hurting her so damn much.

She had sent some men to go bring home the body of Mica before the police gets it, and that’s if they haven’t. The men that had gone after Justin are yet to be back, she is sure they wouldn’t get him.
Evans hugged her from behind, she pulled his hand away. “Don’t touch me” her cold voice rang out. Evans sighed, turning her to face him. “Look at me Kyla, I gat your back, we all gat you…you just need to be the strong woman that you are..you are gonna end them all, that I’m sure about it..just let me help you” he assured.

She furrowed her brows. “And how did you intend helping” she asked, trying to keep her hope up

He paused, trying to put his words together. “Allow me to be captured by the Blood Clan_ he dropped the bombshell. She scoffed, walking round in circles.

“You’re joking right?”
“Kyla I’m not….” “And you are not gonna do that…” She exclaimed. Evans sighed. “If only I get into the clan, then there might be a way we can attack them.”

“And you believe Don will only agree to keep you in the clan after attacking mine…stop thinking like a bird…he will gun you down at first glance.”

“He won’t do that….” He breathed out. “I don’t care….but all I care about is that you ain’t steping out of this clan to anywhere sacrificing your life for nothing…I’m not ready to lose another person dear to me”
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Blood Clan
Tucking a leathery large brown jacket over his body, Donald picked up his guns, fixing in cartridge filled with bullets. He lit the cigar in his lips, taking drags from it before responding to one of his men who just entered the office.

“Boss, we gat message from the troop at Mexico” he stated, stretching forth a phone to him, he collected it.

“What’s the news” he asked in a devilish tone, the cigar is getting him high. “We gat eyes on the duo, they are about boarding a plane down to New York. A male and Female”. The background voice noted.

“Hmmm, don’t make any move yet..since they are coming down to New York, then you tackle them once they get to the woods.” He ordered. “Ok boss”

“Boss…Justin is on the phone” Another member entered, handling him the phone he held.
“Hey kiddo” “I am not your kiddo” Justin snarled. Don chuckled, taking another drag from the cigarettes, he exhale, puffing each smoke into the air.

“Where are you Don?” Justin asked, one could hear from the background that he is driving a car.

“Where are you instead?” Don replied with same question, not wanting to revea lhis location. He doesn’t trust Justin much as he trust his men; the boy is just a tool who will only become one of the clan once the war is over. But as for now, he is still considered a rogue.

“On the highway… finally out of that sh*t hole, I’m heading for the clan…cos I know you are there motherf**ker” he smirked. Don frown

“You will meet your death if you keep up with that name” he threatened ending the call.

Mercury entered a minute later, dressed in a cobra t-shirt tucked in a black leathery short. It brought out her curves as usual. Her long rifle hang down from her shoulder, towards her hand, as she hold onto it.

A broad smile escaped his lips on seeing her. She strides forward to give him a peck, which he deepened. She mo@ned into his mouth, tucking her fingers into his hair.

He let go of the cigarettes in between his fingers, gving him assess to caress her soft body; grabbing her butt cheek, while his right hand made way with her b00bs

Amazon barge into the room at that moment, meeting the scene before her. Ever since Mercury started seeing Don, he hasn’t spared her body a glance. The b!tch had a crush on Don for a long time, only to strike now. Amazon frown, gritting her teeth. She balled her fist tightly, as her sharp nails made a cut in her palm. The duo were oblivious of her presence; she left after much painful stare.

“Hey” he whispered, tucking her fallen hair behind; her pouty lips turned him on while staring down at it. ”

“Get your full things together…we are heading to New York; the forbidden woods, we gonna have visitors” he smirked, caressing her cheek. She bit her lips, closing up the inch between them.

“Leave them to me to handle them” she cooed, slamming her lips back on his.
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Amazon’s POV
“bas***d” I gritted, making my way into the dark room. The fact that I’m a member of this clan and considered as trash is pissing me off. I wasn’t even told about the current mission on ground. After leaving them to kiss, I had a rethink, going back to eavesdrop on their conversation.

They will be leaving for the woods, which means one thing; they wanna kidnap one of Wolves Clan members. I think is time to show Don and his babe who I really am, I will see how successful this mission will be. I think I still remember where Kyla’s number is documented.

It’s gonna be fun being an anonymous, at least for once. Sneaking into the dark room, I made my way to the computers, switching on a system. I browse through the Google map, dictating the woods location from the main city. It will take few hours for her to arrive…perhaps I can also make a deal.

Hmm, what if I suceed, get Don out of the way, and take over…that’s gonna be the best revenge ever. Plugging my flashdrive into the port, I made a quick copy of Kyla’s details which Justin had helped hijack for us. The file was successfully copied after few seconds, leaving me no choice than to pull out the flash.
“Phew….now…let the game begin”
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Tbc
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Vickie Dora 🌻