Chapter 5: The beast in me

Agbaja went and hide near the wooden door,his hands were already free and the zinc,he has thrown it back to the place he found it. A noise was heard in the den. So loud with a deep echo.

"Now listen all of you!,no one will take this girl in from henceforth!"

Another voice replied,

"Oh, really,no one but you,that's what you meant right? That's what you mean timid!!"

There was a bit quarrel and a sound of hard punches heard and the girl had screamed twice. Maybe nothing is wrong with her but just scared to the toe. maybe,or maybe wrong.

Agbaja knew that after the girls case,then comes he's. And it won't be nice like that of the girl.

" I don't care what the heck you think, I'm the commander here,if you violate my order, your blood will amend it! Get lost"

And this time it became more serious,Agbaja heard foot steps,it seems like two people were leaving the den. Then came other steps. it's obvious they had an operation. Agbaja had overhead them discussing about a billionaire deal last night.

They had discussed about him and had agreed to kill him ,cut his body parts and sell them for money since he has no relative that can grant there request. And they had said something like 2 million naira and they had asked for his parents phone numbers and he replied that they are late. That happened the first day he was captured and dragged to the den. And Agbaja's narrow ear had heard even an ants whisper that faithful day.

That evening,they had punched Agbaja's teeth so hard,harder and harder,he couldn't help his gums, felt like it's falling apart but hell, no. It only bleeds.

They had asked for his guidance's phone number, He knew he hadn't had none, none. Only death has been his only guidance since he began this journey to the unknown. The last thing they said was that his head will role then he will understand that they ain't into no plays. He had no choice than to glare. A beggar with a sword is stronger than a bare handed king.

He also noticed that someone has pleaded the course of the noble girl and had promised to pay. He might had already, maybe. He will be left alone in the den now,he recalled that. That's true.

He heard a noise outside, a foot step,he ran back to the place he had been sat and had sat with his hands at his back like it was tied.

"Hey white, have you eaten anything?"

He peeped at the window, and beheld a glowing brown face beaming at him. it's the noble girl. She had asked if he had eaten anything and it's just now that he had been able to had took in from her question. He replied no and she told him that he had asked him the same question the very first night they brought him out of the hut that he had been locked in,he nodded in dismay and she stated that she wasn't aware that brought him out for feeding that evening.

Agbaja can only glare, admiring the ornaments,the beads, like that of the Queens and Princesses,the tattoos, like that of the noble once,the cute cheeks and bright teeth. She's an epitome of beauty. She had opened her mouth to say something and Agbaja noticed a change in her eyes as she glared at the deep forest. She ran quickly to the log she was sitted and she squatted instead.

Agbaja noticed it, maybe she had spotted one of the kidnappers.

The next two minutes,he heard a sound at the door of the hut he was locked in. They are obviously unlocking the key. He noticed ,even if he pretends like his hands were still tied together. They will notice,be it the will lift him up to go outside for feeding or maybe knock him on the head as usual to watch his blood drip. He thought of what to do, sitting back is an invalid option. He moved immediately and bent to the right corner of the wall near the door, theirs a broken wooden share on the ground, picked the leg and waited patiently.

The door opened quietly and a hand that helds a revolver so tight dashed in first before the rest of the body,he landed the wood on the hand and the revolver can't help but slip and fling and tossed and bounced on the floor. Then he took the second hit again on the forehead. it was Jaguar. He's already down stretching it's full leg in struggles to regain his living soul that is leaving him. Agbaja picked the revolver immediately and he dashed outside in a wind speed. The noble girl was fast asleep all this while . He tapped her a bit and covered her mouth firmly with his right hand and had held her head with the other while the revolver glares from the sand beneath the tiny grasses beneath the huge trees beneath it's canopies. She struggled to scream but all to no avail. She looked up and noticed that it's Agbaja. She held his hand and he uncovered her mouth.

"I'm moving out, you with me?" He had whispered and she nodded, Agbaja held her hand and they dashed into the bush from the left corner