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Author: Peotic Bane
Seun sat behind the steering wheel of her little car in the garage of an abandoned shopping complex. The time on her watch says 7:15pm, she pulled out an empty syringe from her purse and a vial of vecuronium. She poked the top of the vial with the syringe needle and drew out its content.
Back in her days in nursing school, she remembered being told to replace the needle she uses in drawing from a vial with a new one so as to lessen the recipient’s pain. The thought of it caused her to chuckle. What does it matter if the recipient was going to die anyway?
After filling the syringe, she secured the top with a cover and tucked it in her purse. Now, all she had to do is wait for his call. Seun was not afraid of being alone in the dark, in a strange place. Infact, she was familiar with it, dark places, abandoned places, they happen to be her favourites.
At exactly 8:00pm, her phone rang, it was a private number like always. It wasn’t like she was ever going to try to find him, it wasn’t her job to. She rolled her eyes and picked the call but she didn’t speak first, she never does, it was like her own way of rebelling.
“Seun.” His cold, deep voice sent shivers down her spine. Sixteen years and he still has that effect on her, he still scares her.
“Doc.” She answered plainly, there was no need to be friendly.
“Ouch, that hurts. Do you have to be so cold and sour?” He said, imitating a child’s voice which caused Seun to roll her eyes even more.
“Sorry.”
“Yeah, how have you been?.” Seun wondered why he was being so kind tonight. Is he planning something agai?
“Good.”
“It’s been what? Five days since your last mission which you executed neatly. I’m sure you’re doing good. Your client tonight is no ordinary man, he’s with company. Two men sitting in the reception, two others in a room next to his. Seun, you know what to do. I’ll send you the pictures of his men so you can be careful.” And then, there was the beep tone. He hung up, no response from her would make any sense to him. He treats her like a tool, nothing more than a mere tool.
Seun looked into the rearview mirror, her oval face bore big brown eyes, a very small nose and a small mouth with heart shaped lips. Her caramel skin seemed to glitter or so she was made to believe by the numerous men she had been with. Her hair was fake but one could never tell as she paid millions of naira to make sure of that. Her nails were neatly manicured, short and painted red. This was definitely not the life she chose, life could be much better, why in her case does it have to be much worse?
Seun slipped out of her jean shorts and t-shirt, she then pulled a thin red dress out of a shopping bag that was sitting next to her in the passenger seat. She slipped into it, the dress was sleeveless and rode slightly below her bubble butt. She admired her own breasts in the mirror. The dress did them much justice as it allowed an ample portion to be revealed. Seun folded her old clothes and put them into the shopping bag. She then proceeded to wear a pair of black leather gloves on her very small hands after which she drove out of the garage into the busy streets of Lagos. Lagos doesn’t seem to sleep because to Seun, it always seemed more bubbly at night than in the daytime.
There were restaurants, electronic shops, boutiques and many more business areas lined along the road. There was a little traffic hold up and Seun had to slow down, she looked out of the window and into the glass wall of a nice restaurant. There was a young couple sitting very close to the wall, Seun watched as the young man fed some food to the lady, they were all lovey dovey. When was it ever going to be her turn? When will she be free to find love? Is she even worthy of it?
She was lost in thoughts when the blaring of the horn of a car behind her brought her back to live only for her to see that the traffic had let up. She stepped on the gas and drove away, she looked at her time only to realize she’s got thirty minutes before her appointment.
Seun drove until she was about three buildings away from her client’s location. She parked her car in a dark corner, grabbed her purse and checked the pictures Doc sent her. She left her phone in her car, stepped out and locked the car before walking the rest of the way to five star hotel where her client was waiting.
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When Seun stepped into the reception area of the hotel, she did it with style. Her seven inches heels felt like an extension of her legs, she walked with her head high but her senses intensified. In a corner of the area sat two men dressed in black suits, they were the same men in the picture from earlier. These men would be considered simple by the outside world but who sits with a friend in the reception drinking beer without saying anything? It was obvious they were on duty.
Seun walked up to the receptionist. “Room 106.” She said with a straight face as the young lady smiled to her. The smile was tired and forced but it was only normal for people in customer care service to be friendly at all times.
“Good evening and welcome to Grand hotel. Your room is on the 11th floor and here’s your card. We hope you have a nice time.” The woman spurted like a robot.
Seun took the key card and proceeded to the lift, she looked around for CCTV cameras. Doc always made sure to take care of it but Seun loved to double check as it was her life on the line.
When Seun arrived the 11th floor, she stepped with caution. Doc’s words rang in her ears. “Two others in a room next to his.” But she didn’t get the number. “Was it 105 or 107?” She wondered.
She took a moment to admire the door to the room before knocking. She waited for an answer but instead the door opened, a 30ish man stepped out, he had a scar above his left eye and his head was bald. He was also dressed in a suit like the men in the bar, he was definitely not her client.
“You can go in.” The man said, his 6ft frame looking down at her 5″5. He walked away from the door and turned right. Seun watched as he knocked the door with the number 107 and disappeared into it as soon as someone opened it from the inside.
The room was so big and well furnished, she admired the interior designs. The golden drapes matched the rugs and the furnitures were covered in white leather. On the oversized bed laid a big man, he looked to be slightly taller than she is but he was so big. Seun preferred big men, they were always weak and easy to handle and their dicks tended to be on the smaller side.
“You’re so small.” The man said as he sat up in the bed. He was light-skinned and dressed in a kaftan. “I love my girls big, just like me.”
Seun smiled sweetly. “Is it about size or skills?”
“It’s definitely not about size but I’ll easily tire you out.” The self appraisal pissed Seun off but she kept her smile, he’s definitely on the smaller side. The smaller ones boast too much.
“Come closer.” Seun moved closer to him as ordered.
“You’re so beautiful. I thought it was because I had too much to drink that I was stunned by your looks from afar but up close, you’re so gorgeous.” This he said while he peeled the dress off her. When he reached for her gloves, Seun withdrew her hands.
“I feel very self conscious of my hands.” She whispered.
“Did you get into an accident?” Seun nodded, she liked that he imagined that. In one swift move, he took his own clothes off, exposing a very huge boner. Seun knew what to do, she pushed him into the bed and crawled between his fat legs then begin to suck his length.
“You’re good with your mouth.” He said between moans. Seun thought he moaned like a lady, he writhed and wriggled like he was convulsing.
“Come up here.” He soon said. Seun did as told and pulled her purse closer. “What are you doing?”
“You see, I mess myself during sex. I have a roll of toilet paper in my purse that I’d like to keep close.”
“It’s okay to squirt. I don’t mind that.”
“I’m just not very comfortable.” Seun said meekly.
“Alright.” The man reached for a condom on the drawer beside the bed. He ripped the wrapper off and put it on himself. There was no time to waste, he brought Seun down on himself not minding if he injured her. Seun hated this but this is a part of her job, she rode him fiercely until she saw his eyes closed on pleasure. She leaned forward, covering his face with her breasts, she opened her purse and took out the syringe.
Seun struggled with balance because the foolish fato beneath her won’t stop thrashing around. When she was finally able to steady herself, she wasted no time in removing the syringe’s cap and jabbing the needle into his neck.
“Ugh.” The man cried, the pain must have brought him to his senses. He opened his mouth in protest but his words came out slurred as the vecuronium started to kick in. “Whaa evv yiuu donnnne to meeei.” He managed to say.
“Nothing, I’m merely doing as told.” Seun answered while still riding him. It will take some more minutes before he totally passes out. She might as well get out of there. She sprang to her feet and started getting her things when she heard a knock on the door. Seun froze halfway, “Who could that be?” She thought. She was still thinking when another knock sounded on the door, it was louder than the first.
The door knob turned slowly, she had to think of something and she had to think fast. Without wasting any time, she dropped her things back on the floor, sprinted back to the bed and hurriedly lowered herself on the dying man’s cock. Seun began riding with abandon, she moaned so loud in hope to drown the man’s incoherent struggle.
She could hear footsteps behind her “Was it common for rich men to have their boys walk in on them during sex? Seun felt her client grab her ass cheeks and dug his nails into her supple flesh, he was bruising her bad, it was his final attempt at vengeance. Seun did not let his action deter her, she moaned even louder. Behind them, she heard footsteps approach. If this person got any closer, they would see that her client was violently foaming at the mouth.
“Sir, it’s almost 9:30pm. You have to get ready for your appointment.” It was the man Seun had met at the door. Of course, he was met with silence, save for Seun’s intense moaning and her client’s grunt for help.
Maybe it was the right thing for the man to do because he then began walking towards the bed. Seun knew if she didn’t act right then, she would be caught. “What will happen then?” “Would she be killed?” Those were the questions that ran through Seun’s mind. She decided to look back at the man. When she did, the man stopped. She kept her gaze fixated on his without wavering, she moaned louder and rode the remaining bit of life out of her client.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I think I’ll just come back later.” The man said and retraced his steps. Seun’s eyes never left his body until he had closed the door behind him, neither did her moan stop until she was sure the coast was clear.
“Ugh.” She groaned when she realized the man was already dead. It was not like that was the first time this happened, she had continued sex with former clients few minutes after they were dead. To her, it was not in a necrophiliac way, it was just to make sure the job was completely finished.
She rolled off the dead man, rolled the condom off him and got dressed, she then pulled out some cotton wool and a bottle of methylated spirit out of her purse with which she cleaned her blood out of the man’s nails and cleaned around his balls in case her juice had run further down.
After making sure she’d removed all evidence of her presence, she proceeded out of the room. Her heart was racing from earlier. If she had been discovered, she would probably have to kill the other man too but that would obviously be difficult because the man was bigger, stronger and looked dangerous. She prayed in her heart that she would be gone before he goes back to the room.
The reception was busier that it was before, the cashier was smiling tiredly as she spoke with another customer, the other two men were still sitting there, drinking.
Seun made sure to not attract anyone’s attention as she planned to slip through the exit but her heart jumped when she heard the receptionist’s voice.
“Hello Miss.” The reception called to her. Seun felt the whole reception stop to look at her but in truth, it was all in her head because everyone was busy minding their own business.
“Yes.” Seun struggled to maintain her poise. She walked to the counter where the receptionist gave her a brown envelope.
“Your uncle said to give this to you when you’re leaving.” The lady said. Seun was puzzled.
“My uncle?”
“Yes, the one you went to meet upstair.”
“Oh yes! My uncle. Thank you.” Seun took the envelope and hurried out of the place before something else came up. When she finally got outside, she ran the rest of the way to her car, she had barely opened it when she ignited the engine and drove away.
Audu, the tall, dark Hausa man was still waiting up for Seun at the gate when she got there. It was the apartment Doc had gotten her two years before. In their sixteen years of acquaintance, Seun had moved around the country. She had stayed as long as three years at a place and once, for just two weeks before she moved again. Doc made sure to always switch her location whenever he sensed danger or suspicion.
It was not like he loved her or cared for her, he was just protecting his deadliest weapon.
“Welcome Madam.” Audu greeted as Seun drove in. The man was familiar with her midnight return and would wait up to ensure she was back before he locked the gate. Seun on the other hand, showered him with gifts as compensation.
“Audu, my friend. How you dey?”
“Fine Madam, how today?”
“Alhamdulillah.” Seun took several one thousand naira notes out of her purse and handed it to Audu.
“Kai Madam, this one too much, walahi. For this house na you be my small God. You dey do me like child, inshallah God go bless you.” Audu was fond of this cheap flattery that tends to irritate Seun.
“That’s okay, Audu. I’m tired, I need to sleep.” Seun said with laughter in her voice to mask her disgust. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight Madam. Thank you o.”
She didn’t bother to turn the lights on when she got inside, she threw the envelope and the shopping bag that contained her clothes on the bed. She took off her wig to reveal her neatly matted hair. In the bathroom, she turned the shower on and sat on the floor.
Even though she didn’t show it before, she was terrified. The events of the night took a wild turn. Not once had anyone walked in on her when she was at it, the closest experience she’s had was not quite related. It was when one client had invited his son for a threesome. The boy looked young, maybe nineteen. He was shy but Seun remembered him to be very cute. She was with just once shot of her lethal injection and when she administered it to the man, there was no way she’d let the boy live.
She proceeded to strangle the boy, it was tough. He tried to fight back, threw her into a wall which gave Seun a permanent little bump on the back of her head. She successfully killed the boy too and Doc was super proud of her that he sent her two million naira as a bonus. Seun looked at her palms, she has very little hands but a killer grip. She wondered how many times she’d employed those beautiful hands to a bloody work. She brought her palms to her face and sobbed into them while the shower rained down on her.
It was around 2am in the morning when Seun finally settled down, she sat in her bed and opened the envelope she received earlier. She was not surprised that it contained wads of hundred dollar notes, if the poor man had known it would be his last night on earth, he’d have not left a tip for her. She took out a stick of cigarette from a packet that was laying atop her table, she lit it and brought it to her lips. Smoking was one habit she picked up from the time when she worked undercover in a clubhouse on a mission. She soon realized that it helped take her mind off of things, like guilt and fear. Smoking sets her free.
She was not surprised when her phone rang and Doc spoke from the other end of the line.
“Baby girl, did I wake you?” He said cutely. Seun felt her insides turn in disgust.
“No.”
“You did a great job tonight.”
“Yes but did you send me there to get me killed? One of his boys saw me. He was there when I got there and came back when he was half dead.”
“So?” He said, unamused.
“So? What do you mean so?” Seun said in anger.
“Let me ask you something. Who’s the boss here?”
“You.” Seun answered reluctantly. He was going to scold her.
“Keep that in mind. You’ll be meeting with someone in two weeks.”
“Seriously? I could have gotten killed.”
“Yet, here you are. How did you handle the guy who saw you?”
“I didn’t. I couldn’t. I had to save myself.”
“And you’re here running your mouth. Look at me thinking you did a great job. You let someone see you and let them go? What if he comes searching for you? Well, you know how to protect yourself.” Then came the dial tone. He had hung up like he always did.
“I don’t even matter.” Seun said as the tears ran down her pretty face. “My life means nothing to you. You cursed bastard.”
The evening air was cold and a strong musky smell hung in the air. Seun thought that her nasal cavity must be congested or why else does the smell linger. She was dressed in a thin cotton jacket and a pair of fitted plack jeans, the cap she had on was pulled down so much that if she didn’t raise her head up, her face was completely hidden.
The street was dimly illuminated by several streetlights and except for a small, local bar that stood at its end, it was completely deserted.
It was very dark inside the bar, so dark that it was difficult to see. The only light that could be seen was the one being emitted by a big coloured bulb at the centre of the ceiling. The loud music blaring from the speakers made it feel like the cheap clubs Seun visited during her days in Akwa-Ibom.
If Seun had not made plans with him, it would have been more difficult for her to locate him amist the chaos. He was sitting in the last booth in the bar, his back turned with an empty seat opposite him.
Seun made her way through the crowd to get to him. When she arrived, he was quick to stand up to greet her.
“You must be Mr Akin.” Seun said, extending her hand which he graciously shook.
“And you must be Miss Richard, very nice to meet you.” A quiet but firm voice spoke above the noise. His entire face was shaven, his eyes dropped slightly and he looked to be in his late thirties.
“It’s nice to have you.” Seun sat across him.
“You really do have a taste in bars.” He said, looking around in a swift turn of his head. “I must say, I’ve never been to somewhere like this before. Cheap and loud but with a great menu.” He pointed at the almost empty plate of pepper soup in front of him.
“Right, I thought the food would make up for their lack of civility.” Seun said with a warm smile.
“I went ahead to order before you came, shall I get the waiter to take your order?”
Seun thought she’d get home too late to make anything for dinner and she also wanted a taste of the pepper soup he rated so high.
“Sure, I’ll have a take out of the amazing pepper soup and a can of Smirnoff to go.”
Mr Akin waved the waiter over and Seun placed the order.
“So, your company wanted you to meet me here, a night before I come in to sign the contract? I thought we already finalized the deal and all I had to do was come over to give my signature?” The man said.
Seun had no knowledge of whatever business he was on about, she was given his email and instructions to spam him and lure him out. She was never told anything beyond what her own part was, so the question took her completely by surprise.
“Yes. The thing is, as the P.A to the CEO, I was supposed to bring the contract to you to sign since the CEO had urgent matters to attend to that forced him to travel out of the country earlier today.”
Mr Akin brought the can of half drunk Goldberg beer to his mouth and sipped from it.
“But I had no idea.” A disappointed look crossed his face.
“That’s why I was sent to make it up to you with dinner and have you sign it here.”
“Oh really?” He beamed. “Can I have it now?”
The waiter was back with Seun’s order, she seized the opportunity to stretch her leg to his under the table. She touched her toes to his knee and steadied her gaze on his. He looked confused at first, then uncomfortable as he paid the waiter. Seun continued the teasing, she pushed her leg into his thigh and rubbed her foot over his limp cock which rose to her touch.
He looked innocent, it was obvious that he was the type that wouldn’t cheat on their partner but he could barely resist, given the place and time.
“What are you doing?” He asked, beads of sweat gathering on his temple.
Seun held her index to her lips. “Shh.” She whispered. “We don’t want to get caught, so relax.” She continued rubbing her foot on him and soon felt dampness at the front of his trousers. Seun looked around, everyone was going about their businesses, no one will see.
She slipped to her knees and completely disappeared beneath the table, the next moment, she unzipped his trousers and released his hard cock.
“Just relax.” She looked up into his eyes and without looking away, swallowed his entire length. She sucked and slurped on it while making sure to pump his boner with her fist. She could see that he was enjoying it, so much that he threw his head back.
Seun released his cock from her mouth but continued the hand job.
“Are you enjoying it?” She asked.
“Yes.” He managed to say. Seun hated the place and time because sucking him had gotten her all hot and bothered, she wanted to ride on the nice cock that warmed her mouth. She wanted it to spread her and destroy her insides until she would lose her ability to walk.
She undid her jacket and released her jugs, she wrapped both boobs around his throbbing meat and slipped then up and down. And whenever the cockhead popped out at the top of her boobs, she would lick it like it was a popsicle. She continued this for a while then tucked her boobs back in.
Seun resumed sucking him, she sucked him harder and harder and soon heard the familiar moan that signified that he was about to cum. Seun wasted no time in retrieving the filled syringe from inside her jacket, she stuck the needle into his thigh and pressed in the shot.
He vigorously shook in his seat, he looked down to meet Seun’s straight face.
“Left to me, I wouldn’t let such a good cock go to waste without giving it a send-off fuck but, it is what it is. I’m so sorry but I hope the blowjob did it for you.” She casually said, still rubbing him.
While he was choking, Seun got a tiny ziploc bag which contained a sheet of baby wipe from inside of her jacket, cleaned him with it and tucked back his cock, careful to not leave behind her fingerprints. She grabbed his can of beer and poured it over his hands to wipe the prints she left on them from the handshake they shared earlier.
She crawled out from beneath the table, got her takeout pack, the now empty can of beer and left the dying man to his final moment. It would take a few minutes for him to finally die and probably longer for his death to be discovered.
Seun walked the rest of the way to home, she intentionally chose a local bar about two bus stops from her apartment. It was easily accessible without the need for a drive and the scenery was perfect for carrying out the execution without attracting attention, she was tired of the usual hotel trips that further put her in harm’s way.
She took her time to breathe in the evening air, it was clearer than earlier. It was probably anxiety that choke her, she was nervous before but now she felt much better. Seun brought out a cigarette stick she kept in her pocket earlier and lit it. She took one great big drag, held it in, then slowly released the smoke through her nose. It felt better, infact she felt better.
Audu was keeping watch as usual but Seun just waved at him and went straight to her apartment. She undressed, put the TV on and sat in front of it to eat her pepper soup.
She waited for Doc’s call but it never came, maybe they were yet to discover the dead man, she thought.
When it dawned on her that no call was coming, she went to bed.
It was 6:30am when he finally called. His voice was proud over the phone, it was obvious that he was happy.
“My baby girl.” He hailed her.
“Good morning, Doc.” She tried to not sound sleepy.
“I’m sorry if I woke you.”
“It’s fine.” She said with disgust, when did he start to care about that?
“You did an excellent job last night. Daddy is proud of you.” Seun hated whenever he referred to himself as her dad. It made her boil.
“My dad would be turning in his grave right now, I’m sure.” Seun said sharply.
“Ugh, it’s too early to be cranky. I just called to say hello. I’ll call you later then.” He said in haste and hung up.
Seun hissed out loud, if she had known, she’d have turned her phone off before going to sleep. She turned the phone off in anger and went back to bed.
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon but the gigantic air-conditioning in the corner of the restaurant blew away all forms of heat. Seun sat facing the TV while she ate the fried rice she had ordered. People filled up the restaurant as they sought sweet relief from the burning sun outside. The place was too crowded that soon, the chairs quickly filled up, even with those who only ordered a bottle of water.
Seun’s eyes were glued to the TV despite the fact that it showed nothing that interests her, but she hated looking about or worse looking into her own food. Her view was suddenly blocked by someone who stood in front of her. Even though she was irritated, she maintained a sweet smile as she looked up to meet the face of the man who was standing in front of her.
“Hi.” He greeted. He looked to be 6ft, his shirt hugged his biceps as if they were trying to escape, his muscled arms extended to thick palms that held a tray of food. “May I take the seat?” He said, nodding at the empty seat across from Seun.
“You may.” She said and waited for him to sit so she could go back to watching the TV. She was really pissed to have someone at her table but since it’s a public place, she was in no place to complain.
“I’m Tunji by the way.” He said, just before he brought a spoon of rice to his mouth.
Seun nodded without taking her eyes off the TV. “Good for you.” She said, unimpressed.
Tunji broke out laughing, he shook in his chair so hard that Seun worried he might fall, not that it bothered her but she was in no mood to sympathize.
“You were supposed to tell me yours.” He said when he had calmed down.
Seun finally looked at him, his brown face was too smooth, it was like he had a strict skincare routine. His beard was short and neatly trimmed.
“And why should I?” She asked.
“Because that’s the normal thing to do.”
“Hmm, are you saying that I’m not normal?” Seun gave him what could be called a death glare.
“No no no, please don’t get me wrong. I’m only saying that it’s only normal to say your name after someone introduces themself.” Seun watched as the smile drain from his face, she liked the effect she had on him but she thought it was not cool of her to push his buttons so.
“I understand what you mean.” She took her glass of water and sipped. “My name is Seun, it’s nice to meet you.” She didn’t think it was okay to extend her hand over their food so she just held her glass even after placing it back on the table.
“The pleasure is all mine.” The smile had returned to his face. He was good-looking, his teeth shone and his eyes gleamed. “What are the chances of meeting a pretty girl in a restaurant?”
“Plenty.” Seun replied instantly as if she expected him to say that.
“Oh, you don’t seem to get it, do you?”
“I actually do, Tunji. You’re bound to meet lots of pretty girls outside the confines of your home.”
“I know, I was only trying to compliment you.”
“Haha.” Seun chuckled softly. “I know, I was only trying to push your buttons. Thank you so much though”
“Oh, I see, you’re very welcome. So, do you live around?”
“Not trying to play hard to get but I’m not supposed to tell a stranger where I live.”
“Really? Who told you that?”
“My mommy.” Seun playfully said in a child’s voice. Tunji laughed harder this time, he had tears in his eyes as he struggled to keep himself in his chair.
“You have one crazy sense of humor.” He finally said. “We can be more than strangers, you know. We can even be friends.”
“I don’t know, I really don’t have friends.”
“Why not? You don’t know how to keep them or what?”
Seun mustered a scary, evil look. Her eyes darkened and she pressed her lips together. “I eat them.” She said between clenched teeth and slammed her fists hard on the table.
Tunji jerked a little in his seat as she banged the table. It was not what she said that scared him but the way she took on an entirely different personality.
“Ugh. You got me. I think you should star in a horror movie, you have the makings of a horror star.” He said softly.
“Hahaha. You should see the look on your face, you almost jumped out of your skin.”
“Right, but to be honest, what do you do for work?”
“Well—She hesitated for a second— I’m a writer, I mean freelancer. A freelance writer. I take on temporary jobs too whenever I need to earn some quick funds.”
“Oh really? That’s cool. I actually write too, I dig for truth and write about them.”
“Like a journalist?”
“Hmm, you can say that.”
“That’s interesting.”
“We writers should stick together, right?” He said with a huge smile on his face.
“Sure.” Seun couldn’t believe he felt for that but well, it was not entirely a lie. She does work as a freelancer but not as a writer at all. Was she even a freelancer? The only person that she ever worked for was Doc.
“I’ve got to go, can I have your number?” He extended his phone to her.
Seun hesitated for a moment, she’s never had friends and it’s not because she doesn’t want to but she feared that they’d get to discover her shady secret. “It wouldn’t hurt to have one for a change.” She thought to herself even though she knew that he wanted something more than friendship.
She took his phone and typed in her number.
“You still haven’t answered my question though.” He said when she handed back his phone.
“Which one?”
“Do you stay around?”
“Why don’t you call me later to find out?”
“Oh, alright. It was very nice meeting you. Bye.” He said and walked through the tables and outside the building. Seun watched him as he left, he was indeed good-looking.
Seun looked around the room, the four other girls were obviously fighting for the attention of the very muscular man who booked the VIP section they all sat in. The room was spacious and beautifully furnished, the tables were ladened with very expensive drinks and at the center of the room, a dancing pole was erected.
“Wow.” Seun thought. “This place must cost a lot.” The club was not easy to access and she only got in because Doc had already paved the way. And to get herself in the VIP with this man was not easy, she had to dance like a whore at an angle the man could easily see her from and when he finally sent one of his bodyguards to come get her, she almost screamed hallelujah.
There were four bodyguards in the room with them, the man himself looked like a goon. Unlike most men she had dealt with in the past, he was sharp-looking and fit. He looked to be in his late thirties and he had this dangerous look that somewhat unsettles Seun.
She sat herself comfortably in the seat farthest from him and sipped her drink, making sure to appear relaxed and different from the other girls who were swimming in his laps.
“You.” The man pointed to her. “Why are you sitting over there?”
Seun didn’t answer immediately, instead she took a long sip from her glass and set it down before she spoke. She dusted imaginary dirt off her dress with her gloves hands.
“You seem to already have your hands full.” She said with a seductive look.
“Ohhh.” The man chuckled and shook his head. “You should learn to share sometimes.”
“I can only share what already belongs to me. Besides, you’re the one who wants me here but you’re not even making me feel welcome.” Seun said quickly.
“Oh, I see.” The man pushed the other girls away from him who in turn gave Seun the nastiest looks they could muster. “Now, come to Daddy.”
Seun stood up and walked but instead of towards him, she went to the pole. She peeled her dress off her, revealing her red thong and a pair of matching lace bra. She was wearing a silvery waist chain that seem to catch the dazzling lights and illuminated the room. Seun curled around the pole and twirled, she turned and twisted. It was a good thing that she had learned some moves from back when she lived in Abuja.
The man applauded her when she got off the pole and finally walked to him.
“You didn’t tell me there was more to you than your face. You did that so well, one could have mistake you for Nicki Minaj.” He said which irritated Seun. He was one to talk when there was obviously nothing more to him than a rough lifestyle and probably blood money but on the outside, she maintained her sugary smile.
“There’s much more to me that you’ll ever get to discover.” She had barely gotten to him when he grabbed her soft ass cheeks and kneaded.
“Really? Or you’re too shy to show more to me right here?” He teased her while still fondling her derriere.
“You can say that.” Seun whispered and looked around, the girls were obviously repulsed by her actions but Seun couldn’t care less about what they felt towards her.
“Alright but keep in mind that I’d have to have a taste of these__ He pointed towards the other girls__ so you might have to share.”
“Ugh. Alright.” Seun picked her dress and slipped into it and before she could say Jack, they were already in the club’s parking area.
It was very dark and deserted, Seun must have forgotten to turn her phone off because it suddenly rang. As she tried to pull her phone out of her purse, something slipped out of it, the man who was holding her hand bent down to pick it up.
“Where did you get this from?” He asked, holding the key card that had slipped out to her face.
Seun stood frozen, it was the key card that Doc had sent to her the previous day, it was infact the key card to the man’s hotel room.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t even know what that is.” Send tried to feign ignorance.
The man closed his eyes, clenched his jaws then opened his eyes again. “This fell out of your purse. Who are you?” His voice was suddenly harsh, monstrous and frightening.
“I’m serious. I don’t___, Seun tried to say.
“No, you do.” He cut her off, the anger in his voice made Seun’s heart skip. “Who sent you?” Wham! A heavy slap landed squarely on Seun’s face. She knew her cover was already blown but she wouldn’t have any man on earth hit her.
She pressed a palm to her cheek which was already burning from the slap and said, “Well, well. Looks like it finally dawned on you.” And without hesitating, she landed a punch on the man’s lower jaw. The action caused her to scream in pain, it was as if she had hit a brick wall but she knew it was either she fought or she dies.
There was a slight commotion as the girls fled from the scene, Seun looked around for something she could shield herself with but she saw none, in her own heart, she knew she would have to make do with her hands.
“Boys.” The man called his bodyguards. “Deal with her.” He was massaging his jaw, even Seun knew how strong her own punch could be but since it had been a long time she threw one, her hands were probably too relaxed.
She backed up as the men approached her, she maintained a strong stance and waved them over. “Bring it in, boys.” She said with a smile.
The first man that came for her was probably the weakest of the group. He had shot a menacing fist at Seun who caught his fist and twisted his wrist. The sound of his bones cracking was quickly drowned in his painful wail. When he fell to his knees, nursing the affected wrist, Seun kicked him in the jaw and sent him out cold.
Seun couldn’t wait for them to keep coming, she ran towards the other three in rage. She kicked one man in the the stomach and punched his neck. Without further delay, she kicked another’s ankle and jabbed her elbows into his back but the next moment, she felt herself flying across the parking area.
The last man had picked her up and flung her away, her body met with the wall at the end of the place and she came crashing to the floor. Seun rolled over on the floor and held her stomach in pain. She groaned and cried bitterly, her insides burned and the outside stung.
“Look at you laying there like a pile of clothes. So weightless, so small. You sure do have some skills but I’m going to finish you.” The bodyguard boasted. Seun felt around her and in the darkness, her hand touched something cold. She pulled at it and realized it was a metal baton.
Seun’s hope was suddenly revitalized and with the help of the baton, she pushed herself back to her feet.
“You’re so dead.” Seun said as she swung the baton in the air. The bodyguard picked something up but in the dark, Seun could hardly make out what it was. He threw it towards her but Seun quickly doubled over, she looked behind her only to see that he had thrown the rim of a tyre at her. Seun’s heart started racing so much her body shook. If she hadn’t acted fast, she would had died.
“I’m going to kill you, for real.” Seun finally said when she caught her breath. She waited for him to get to her and when he was within range, she whacked the baton on his head. It was a perfect swing because the man fell to the ground, there was a gash on the side of his head where the baton had met him and a pool of blood quickly gathered.
Seun breathed a sigh of relief and fell to her knees in exhaustion. Four men were already dead and their boss was watching her from the side of his car. Seun shot the boss a look in the dark, he was still watching her and stood as Seun approached him.
“Hey you.” Seun called to him. “Hope you already said your goodbye to your folks before leaving home today.”
Seun limped towards him, her ankle hurts violently but she had no intentions of showing her pain, especially not at this time.
“Wow. You’re skilled. I should have known you had something up your sleeve from the moment you danced in the club, you won my attention then started to act nonchalant. But my question is, who sent you?” He caught her by her neck and lifted her. The baton slipped out of Seun’s grip and she struggled to keep his hand from squeezing air out of her lungs.
“Do I even need to know? I’m going to kill you anyway.” After a while, he felt Seun’s hand fall in surrender. Believing she was unconscious, he dropped her body and turned to his car.
Whack! The blow to his head left him confused and he staggered back. Another blow to his head and he fell.
“You had to go and make this so difficult? All you had to do was lead me back to your hotel where I’ll retrieve the package as told. Now you have to die, this is all your fault.” Seun resumed hitting the baton on his head and continued long after he was already dead. When she finally stopped, a chunk of his brain was stuck to the baton and Seun stood covered in blood.
Seun woke up to the sound of her ringing phone. It was Doc as usual, it was always a private number. She struggled to sit up in her bed as her body ached over, she knew better than to go to the hospital for fear of being questioned.
“Hello.” Seun said half asleep.
“Good morning, sunshine. Did you sleep well?” His cheerful tone made Seun roll her eyes, he was one to be joyous after having his dirty work done by her.
“Yes.” Seun was in no mood for play, especially after having her sleep disturbed.
“How did it go last night?” Doc asked. Seun was not impressed at all. “What does he care?” Seun thought.
“Terrible.” She finally said.
“I’ll bet, he was a tough guy. Funny how you managed to take him out. I must say Seun, you have quite a talent that few men have and no lady I’ve met seem to possess. It’s a good thing you work for me alone, if I ever have to share you, I’d be lost.” His praises had no effect on Seun. She was not one to accept compliments, especially from someone who made a monster out of her.
“I have your package though.” Seun rolled her eyes, she had managed to clean herself up after the bloody work last night and after getting dressed in something she found in her car, she still went back to her victim’s hotel to retrieve the suitcase Doc had told her to get.
“What package?” Doc’s voice was instantly filled with panic.
Seun was both confused and irritated by the question. “The one you told me to get from his hotel.”
“You didn’t. Tell me you didn’t.”
“What are you talking about? You told me to get it after all.” Seun was getting impatient, why the dumb questions when he had ordered it?
“Seun, I told you to get the suitcase or kill him. It’s either of the two.”
“You didn’t tell me that. You said he didn’t need to die but he discovered me. I had to do what I had to do.”
“When you got discovered, you should have just called me.” His voice was becoming tense and louder.
“On which number? You’re the one who calls from a private line.”
“Listen to me, Seun. When you had him eliminated, you should have just gone home. I was surprised when his death wasn’t announced on any media this morning but now I know why. Seun, we’re dealing with very dangerous people here and who hired us wanted the suitcase but said if your client dies, taking the suitcase would lead to him getting suspected.”
“So what are you trying to say?” Seun’s heart was thumping wildly. It wasn’t the first time she had been sent to get a package but she seldom walked out without killing someone.
“You have to put it back.” Doc said, his voice shaky with fear.
“Are you joking?”
“Am I laughing?”
“You should see me right now, I was battered. My face is swollen and I have cuts everywhere. And it’s the lion’s den out there, you can’t possibly send me back.”
“Oh yes, I can. Listen, if our client gets caught, he’ll lead them back to us and you know what that means.”
“You’re the one that’ll get caught not me.”
“And you think I’ll be going down alone?” He said. Seun hated him, he only cared about himself. Whether she lived or died made no difference to him.
“You’re selfish and evil.” Seun spat, a tear rolled down her face.
“Hahaha, I know.” His tone was cheering a little, it was as if he was confident that Seun would do anything to protect herself thereby protecting him.
“What’s this job about anyway?”
“You’re crossing the line, Seun. Your job is to do as told and not ask questions.”
“But my life is___” And there was the tone again, he had hung up. Seun held her head in her palms, she got out of bed and paced around the room trying to come up with an idea.
“Hi, are you new?” A tall, dark girl asked as Seun struggled to fit into the very small staff shirt she found in the dressing room. It was only them on the evening shift.
“Yeah, my name is Joy.” Seun faced the girl with a big smile.
“I’m Rebecca, don’t be fooled by the glamorous presentation of this hotel. They’re very cheap, towards the staff especially. They use the life out of you and pay very little. They’re always short-staffed and trying to hire. Look at the CCTV cameras, they don’t even work.”
“Isn’t that a general thing? Once you work for someone, you’d never get paid enough for your effort.”
“You’re right. I’ll go to the kitchen now, a room upstairs ordered room service.”
“Oh, allow me. It’s my first job in a while, I want to put a lot into keeping this one.”
“Ohh, first day excitement, huh? You’ll get over it soon.” Rebecca sat in an old chair that was in a corner of the room and immediately got on her phone.
Seun took a big bag that she had brought in with her, she was at the door when Rebecca spoke behind her.
“Why do you have that bag? It looks heavy.”
“Yeah, it’s mine. I have my laptop and books in it.” Seun quickly said.
“You didn’t tell me you were a student.”
“You didn’t ask and we just met, we haven’t had the time to talk.” Seun smiled as she spoke.
“Why do you have it with you right now?”
“Oh, my cousin who I currently live it is downstairs and would like to take them home for me.” The lies rolled off Seun’s tongue so easily.
“Hmm, alright.” Rebecca said and faced her phone. “Don’t go pilfering the hotel’s properties though. The last person who tried it was sent to jail for things they didn’t even do.”
“Thanks for the advice.” Seun knew in her heart that she’d have to take care of Rebecca too.
She took the food trolley from the kitchen and wheeled it to room 45 on the topmost floor. She looked around before swiping the keycard on the door and going inside. Seun quickly replaced the suitcase, the room was as it was the previous night. No sign of entry or disturbance, they probably haven’t noticed the absence of the suitcase.
Seun wheeled the trolley out of the room but ran it into someone.
“Ack, I’m so sorry. I didn’t look where I was going.” She said as she adjusted the content of the trolley, she rose her face to meet Rebecca’s questioning look.
“What are you doing up here?” Rebecca asked her, she looked at her as if she knew something.
“I got lost. I thought it was room 25.”
“Hmm, did the occupants of this room tell you to come in then?”
“Yes they did. We later realized it was a mix-up.”
“Joy, this room wasn’t booked. It belongs to the owner of the hotel and he hadn’t been seen around here since last afternoon. So tell me, how did you get in?”
Seun didn’t think twice, she swerved the trolley around and pushed it into Rebecca’s knees. When the girl had fallen, Seun pushed the door open and pulled Rebecca inside by her ankles.
Rebecca who had been confused from the fall and by the sudden change in her colleague’s behavior tried to collect herself once they were in the room.
“What are you doing?” She was massaging her hurting head as she spoke.
“Ah, you ask too many questions, don’t you?” Seun had her back turned and when she turned around, she had a syringe with her. “It’s a good thing I brought this just in case.
“What are you going to do? Please, don’t hurt me.” Rebecca was disoriented from the fall and was too tired to do anything to defend herself.
Seun walked up to her and with no hindrance, administered the content of the syringe to Rebecca.
“Now sleep and ask questions no more.” Seun patted the girl’s shoulder. She took a shirt from the bag, changed into it and walked out of the room.
It was when she had safely gotten out of the hotel that she felt a sense of relief. It was not just a tough day, it was one she would never forget.
“Here.” A grubby looking older man handed a folder to the younger man who sat beside him on the faded orange couch in a quiet corner of the club. The older man rubbed his tired eyes and yawned loudly while the younger man browsed through the folder.
“This is insane. Who do you think did all these? An organization or a person? What could be their motive?” The younger man asked in awe. His mouth agape in surprise. The older man yawned again before he spoke.
“That’s where you come in. It’s your job to find out who and why. You’re the detective, I’m just a D.P.O and this is beyond me but since these cases have so many similarities, the area commander area assigned this to a few of us.”
“The killer’s style is quite simple. Lethal injections, strangling, suffocating.”
“Hmm, that’s not all. I got in touch with people in other states. There has been similar cases and on some occasions, the killer stabs the victim.”
“Do you think this person was behind the parking lot massacre?”
The older man squeezed his face as he thought about it. “We can’t be so sure. The massacre was so gruesome. It could be someone else entire but we can’t rule out the possibility. The killer, he’s some lunatic”
“He?” The younger man questioned with a raise of one eyebrow. “You think it’s a He?”
“What do you think? A she? Do you know any woman who can stomach all of that?” The man said tiredly as he pointed to his companion’s hand which held thr folder.
“I can’t exactly say that but it is possible. There are obvious evidences to conclude. I mean, there’s usually sex with the victims who happened to be men.”
“And no sexual fluid was ever found other than the victims’ semen.”
“And look at the marks on the strangled victims, those fingers looked small and feminine.”
The older man raised up his own palms that matched his companion’s description. “I find that offensive.” He said with feigned anger.
“Oh, my apologies.” The younger man chuckled as a grin spread across the older man’s face.
“It’s alright.” He yawned again.
“You’re tired.” His companion pointed out as he tucked the folder inside his suit.
“You don’t say. I had to go around fetching case files from other stations. And by a few of us, I meant just two of us. My partner, he’s a lazy ass.”
“Why then are you doing this?”
“Because someone’s got to. I don’t know the motive of this killer but I do know that it could be me or my child or a friend the next time the killer strikes. So the earlier we find them, the better.”
“I understand. It’s nice to know that there are good and responsible police officers out there.”
“Well, very few but we do exist. I need to go and William, remember to be discreet. We have to unravel this without anyone finding out.”
“Yes sir.” The young man said and watched as his superior walked out of the club.
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“Why has your line been unreachable since last night?” Doc’s voice rang from the phone into Seun’s ear.
“Because I turned my phone off.” She said with sass, she was in no mood to entertain him this morning.
“Why would you turn it off?”
“Because I had to sleep and I needed some peace and quiet.” Seun rolled her eyes repeatedly as she spoke. Even though it was unavoidable, the last thing she wanted to hear was his voice.
“And I’m what? A disturbance? Seun, you’re becoming cheeky and I might need to fix that attitude of yours.” He didn’t sound angry, he sounded worried. Like he was waiting for a news.
Seun didn’t answer him, she let the silence flow between them.
“Hello.” He finally said. “Are you still there?”
“Yes.” She said sharply, as if to tell him to be quick with whatever he has to say.
“So, when are you putting it back?” He asked, the worry in his voice rose like a swelling wave.
“Putting what back?” Seun asked him, making sure to show the disgust she felt through her voice.
“The package you took.”
“If that’s what you’re asking. I already did and you should know. Didn’t your men follow me around since the other day?”
“No, they didn’t.”
“Am I supposed to believe that?”
“Well, you should. I figured that if they followed you and got caught, they will lead them back to me and I’m not ready to die.”
Despite having heard him say things like that in the past, Seun couldn’t believe her ears. He was bothered about himself so much but he had her go back there?
“You’re so selfish. Has anyone ever told you that?” Seun’s voice was bitter with hate.
“Hey, don’t take it personal. It’s just a job and I’ve got to watch my back.”
“And who watches mine? Your boys follow me around from a safe distance, not to defend me but to signal you if anything goes wrong. And I’m certain that if I get caught, they’d make sure to kill me just to save your ass”
“Seun, at this point, I feel you need to watch your back and your tongue. Look at you, I picked you up and made you into a weapon and now you’re invincible but you’re starting to sound like an ungrateful dog who’d soon bite the hand that feeds it.”
“Picked me up? From what? Nobody asked you to. You stole me from my family and destroyed me.” Seun was crying as she spoke. Even though she kept a straight voice, tears were running down her beautiful face.
“What family? You only had a father who chose to abandon you. He didn’t see what I saw in you and maybe he did but chickened out like the coward he was.”
“He was? What do you mean? Is he dead now? Did you kill him or did you have me kill him? Was he one of those numerous clients I had?”
“Get a hold of yourself, Seun. I don’t know if he’s alive or dead. All I know is, you deserve better than that man and you’re doing something you’re very good at.”
“Something I’m forced to do, you mean.” And for the first time in her many years of working with him, Seun ended the call. She held her head and sobbed.
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