**********Episode 40********

Staring at Cigaro with bloodshot eyes as I continuously huffed and puffed smoke from my Cuban stick into the  parlour expecting the answer to my question…That was when the motherfucker f—-d up…..He started stammering,”errm……eeeeh……Aro maintain!!! We go still re-anchor on top that matter”……I reached under the sofa and brandished my newly cleaned glock pistol, I could see the terror and fear written all over his face as he started quivering all over……..I ignored him and placed the gun on the table, I was way bigger than him(muscles and physique) and of course smarter and he knew that…..”You sure say you no wan talk anything now????”, I asked with a sly smile on my face………”abeg lemme joor, na d good morning yu go tell me be that”, he said as he made haste to leave the living room……..I waited until he had disappeared, took the gun and followed.

Was still wearing my socks so my movement was as silent as it could be…….Just as I had imagined……He headed for Sophia’s room, she must have gone to dress up wen she heard the sound of Ciggaro’s car…………I heard a thud inside the room and some struggling…..I tip-toed to the door and heard Cigaro talking in hushed tones, ”i hope you didn’t tell him anything or am gonna have to kill you”, ”nothing I swear”, Sophia pleaded….

The motherfucker had fallen for my trap and he had confirmed the story that Sophia had told me…..right now I was sure Sophia wasn’t lying and more than anything I wanted to end that motherfuckers life…….Nobody messes with blood……counting to three, I opened the door and stepped into Sophia’s room gun in hand and asked with fake shock……”wetin dey happen nah”….. The b——s eyes went straight to my gun as he let go of Sophia with a look of guilt on his face, ”baba wetin she do nah”, I continued, pressing him further……….”she f–k up”, he said with an air of finality as he pushed her aside and left the room……

As soon as I was sure he was in his room, I walked over to Sophia, picked her up and lay her on the bed, she was crying and whispering into my ears, ”promise me you’ll kill that b—–d ”she said…..”baby”, I laughed, ”dats just like promising you i’ll keep breathing, his death warrant was signed and sealed when he sold me out”, I assured her as I kissed her full on the lips and left the room……..

”You wanted to know about your mission”, Cigaro’s voice echoed into the corridor, come to the living room alone……My muscles bulged and my eyes twitched, it was a good day to die….