Seconds later, David ran down the stairs of the house he was currently using to execute his plan, grabbed his papers and his suitcases, and made his way towards the front door. Checking his papers again, he opened the door and came face to face with the mouth of Anthony's gun.
"Well, well, look what we find, boys?" Anthony smirked, waving David back into the house with his gun as six of Razor's men walked up behind Anthony. "You? What the fuck are you doing here? How did you find me?" David asks in utter shock.
"Oh, and here I was thinking dat you were a man of God, but Christians no use them language deh." Anthony laughs, and the others join in. "No one knew that I was here, so how exactly did you find me?" David growled through clenched teeth.
"Why do you think I'm one of Razor's right-hand men? I'm a pro at tracking ass-holes like you? Take a seat, we need to have a chat before I put a bullet in your head yow, you three, search this place." Anthony orders.
Anthony then noticed the papers in David's hand and grabbed them from him. "Passport and a plane ticket? So what, ass hole, you thought you were going to get my little sister pregnant and escape overseas? Really? You're so fucking wrong about that man." Anthony pats David's cheek with his gun.
"The only place you're going is straight to hell and..." "Hey Tony, your sister is up here!" One of the men shouts. "What!!!" Anthony was halfway up the stairs when the man came running down the stairs carrying an unconscious Liah bridal style in his arms.
The man quickly lay her on the ground and, taking off his shirt, ripped it and tied it tightly around both her wrists. "The fucker cut both her wrists, man." The man growls as Anthony kneels next to her.
"Take her to the nearest hospital, now. I'll meet you there as soon as I'm done here." Anthony orders. He then stood up just in time to see David running towards the door.
"Where the fuck, do you think you're going, mother fucker? Anthony growls, firing his weapon twice, hitting David in both his legs, screaming in agony. David fell to the ground.
Seconds later, one of the cars sped away from the gate with Liah and two of the men inside. "So, killing Liah was also a part of your plan?" Anthony growls, slamming his fist into David's face a few times. "The bitch deserves to die for what she did to me." David sneers, spitting blood from his mouth.
"Oh, bitch deserves to die, does she? How much are you willing to bet dat you'll be dead before she? And what the fuck did she do to you? Except dumping you like the piece of shit that you are?" Anthony asks, stepping on David's foot where he was shot, and David groans in pain.
"Michael was the one who got...Zoey is pregnant...not me." David huffs between groans. "No, that was what you wanted all of us to believe, but I already beat the truth out of Zoey, and she is currently locked in the slaughter room with Jack and his lying sister, so you can cut the bullshit."
"What is the point of killing me when you already killed Michael?" David gritted out through clench teeth. "Man, please, I couldn't kill that man if I tried. He's very much alive, but since you were in such a hurry to disappear, how about I assist you with that?" Anthony asked, slapping David's face mockingly, before walking to the door and calling to the men who were still outside.
"Damn, I would've really loved to torture you for hours, but Liah needs me, so luckily for you, I'll have to make this quick." Anthony's kick knocked David unconscious. "You two, erase all trace of my sister from this house, then call me, and I'll tell you where to meet me, and you two, come with me." Anthony orders.
Two hours later, Anthony entered the hospital where the men had taken Liah. "How is she?" he asks, coming to a stop before them. "The doc is still in with her, dem promise to give us an update soon," one replied.
"Is dat fucker dead?" the other asks. "What the fuck do you think?" Anthony snaps. "Say no more," the man laughed.
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Mathayus had just finished submitting his traveling documents and was on his way towards the departure gate that led to his private jet when he stopped dead in his tracks because a few feet from him was the same young man that Razor was torturing in his slaughter room.
The same young man who was supposed to pay for him, Mathayus, pulling a knife on Razor.
"You?" Mathayus asks in wide-eyed shock. "How are you not dead? I mean I'm glad you're not but how?" He asked the equally shocked man.
"He let...me...go, you're...not...here to...kill me...are...you?" the man seem about ready to faint. "Me, no, relax, I mean you no harm. I'm just shocked to see you alive." Mathayus's tone seem to relax the man a little.
"Razor took me to a hospital...he said he wasn't really going to kill me...he just wanted to make sure that you got the message. After I recovered, I left the community...I came here to Montego Bay where I got a job...and have been saving up to leave this country for good...
I finally saved up enough and I'm currently migrating to Canada, I'm just waiting on my flight to start boarding." the man explains while wiping sweat from his brow.
"Good for you, I'm also on my way out of this country, I'm glad that you're okay, sorry again for that unfortunate incident." "no worries, as I said that day, I would've made the exact same decision."
"Okay then, good luck to you." Mathayus nods as the man hurry away.
Razor had allowed him to agonize for months over this man's death when the man isn't even dead, only to what? Send him a message to never pull a weapon on him again? Razor was really a diabolical bastard. Mathayus thought as he made his way across the tarmac towards his waiting jet.
Thank you for reading
words of encouragement
let the Lord fight your battles
he hasn't lost one yet
Riddle from the last ch: why is it wrong to whisper?
Ans: it's not aloud
if you know how to play on words, you'll get this one. Ha, let's move on, lots more laughter at the end of the next chapter, see you there.