11 10 Regrets

It's strange how the mind of the Devil works, most of the people who walks his part show the same trace.

It's a Sunday and most of the guys has already gone to Church, they killed someone yesterday, and in the end, they got drunk, they woke up this morning with prostitutes by their side but still they all put on clothes in their drunken state and went to church, maybe to pray for forgiveness, and at the end of the week, they will do the same thing all over again.

Most of them think God a fool. I don't like messing with things I don't understand and if I were God, most people will no longer exist.

Sometimes I like to believe some of these men were innocent and I was the one who got them to do what they did but again, no one in the street is truly innocent. Our world is hard and being as hard is only the first part of blending in, before the age of ten something must have pushed you to do something you don't want to do but the sad thing is it won't stop there, it keeps on putting you in circumstances and situations and what you have to do is what you shouldn't do, and eventually it steals your innocence, but the most thing that surprises me is, it does that before the age of fifteen.

Even the rich are not excluded. They are often the weaker ones and most people see them as easy prey, they tend to protect themselves with what they have, money. That makes them involve themselves in things they shouldn't, like learning the orientation of the cults in their area, it sometimes helps on very few occasions but often death sentencing. Before the age of fifteen, no one born to these streets is innocent. Not entirely.

Waking up to find no one by my side has always made me miserable but I like to think am doing whoever was supposed to fill that space a favour, the perfume of death is the smell that follows me and it won't do any good to whoever decides to follow me. I picked up my cell phone to call the big boss when am going to get my pay, they thought I was going to kill the target violently and eventually get killed after the job was done but they were surprised which was one of the reasons why I decided not to go home for if the plan was to destroy all loose ends connecting to the kill then I would be killed, I have to know where I stand but if I were to stand it must be from a safe distance. The phone is ringing, it took some time before he finally picked.

Well, well, well, who would have thought? no one saw that coming 88, I believe you were born to send men to their final destination, the perfect guide to the world beyond. Where are you?

Somewhere safe, when will I get my money?

We will discuss that when we meet he said.

I don't think we have any negotiations to make for I believe you've already gone through the file you gave to me and there it states the amount of the job.

Yes but, the mission was supposed to be for a level 3 clearance so let me ask you, are you a level 3 executioner?

No, I am not.

Then come to my office in your leisure time for us to discuss your pay and status. He ended the call. There is a lot of things around this job but I can't point what it was exactly but I know for sure it will lead to another death. I don't trust the big boss but I have to go and see him even if he never gave me a time but one can't delay for the big boss is know for being impatient.

It's been hours now and it was time to go home, most of the guys never came back for their debt to me has been paid. I've already called the bosses right-hand man to come and take the cars. I left the hotel and the outside was already getting dark for it was about to rain.

The rain poured down very hard like the world was in great pain, somehow I feel the rain is capable of washing my sins away and I will never get to feel this filth. I walked home slowly in the rain wishing this guilt will go away but all I feel is water, water rushing down my body, I wonder why we run from the rain for I've come to see that the rain makes us feel we are not untouchable but it always bring back memories of something dip in our minds if we stare at it for too long, sometimes good and most times memories we rather forget.

It's been hours I've been walking in the rain and I just arrived at the front of my apartment, it's strange for my door has been broken, I never forgot to lock my door mostly in this neighbourhood. It appears someone not very nice is looking for me. I entered the apartment and everything was scattered. Someone came to look for me and with intent to do me harm or even kill me but this was not done by an executioner, even a level thirty rank executioner will not make a mess like this if he wants to kill his target.

This must be the circle. After the shootout the other day whoever wants to take power must kill any opposing side, those who pose a threat to the new leader must be killed, I've never been in the middle of power change before but most of the guys in the circle see me as a leader after the incident with Tage. The only way to stop this is to know who wants me dead and let them know my intentions of not being the next leader.

Sometimes I wonder how and why I got involved with the red man flag. That decision is the only decision I've regret in my life but at some point in my life, it was the only reason I survived. I noticed my phone was ringing so I picked it and it was Tage. Hello, Tage I was just about to call you, my apartment was torn apart. It appears someone is looking for me, do you know who it is?

I am already working on the problem but not to worry it is only a one-time thing. It was Osaze and his boys.

If it's Osaze you and I know it's not a one-time thing, that guy is bloodthirsty.

As I said, am working on it but he won't be a threat for now so relax. I will get back to you in no time, he hanged up the call.

Osaze was one of the most popular people here in Iyara but he wasn't known for his good reputation, the only language he understands is blood. That's the way he settles his dispute with anybody he has problems with. The last time our parts crossed one of our close friend met his end and we could do nothing at the time, and now have found myself on his list to kill again, not that I fear the guy but one can't deny he is a dangerous foe. If Tage said he was handling the problem I can only assume someone or people are about to meet their ends, Osaze can not be reasoned with and that was a fact to anyone with sense. My place was only one of his stops, he must have gone to different locations to look for his enemies and he must have met some, whoever he met was already dead which was one of the reasons he must die for the law says blood for blood, before the end of today he will be dead and it was already dark.

I can't sleep for the list of people who wants me dead is getting long. I've been thinking about how am to approach the big boss, if he wants me dead I will just be walking to my execution but I must go see him. Again I have to trust he will not kill me. I made a few phone calls which I believe will be enough to save my life if threatened. after some minutes I went to bed.