A dangerous game episode 21

THE DANGEROUS GAME
(HIS RACE)
WRITTEN BY CHIBUIKE SMART
EPISODE 21
The citizens were becoming more agitated over time as the feeling of insecurity seriously rammed the state, after several attempts and all normal rumors that the period was when ritualists roam the state, to make matters worse the display of the kidnapped son of Mrs. Rose Clinton.
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One of the music superstars who staunchly supported Jeff, had his favorite car burnt to shambles with a boldly written word. “Cut your coat according to your cloth”
They wrote it on his gate with blood. And that became the current trend that rocked the social media, as it spread everywhere around the corners of the country. The young music deity was really angry.
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Merciless, sat atop a building, directly opposite, Hon. Evaristus house as he sat in his room in the hotel he lodged in to fulfil his mission. He was at the window with his binoculars as he could see every single thing going on in there, starting from the guards who were mapped sentry, dressed in an all black suit looking and Bluetooth which were fixed in their ears, looking mean and dangerous.
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Charles just smiled as he examined their countenance. He was just doing all this to kill time.
Their mean looks to him was only best enough to instill fear in lay men.
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But in the real sense they were bloodily useless. As he considered all those tough looks, as all muscles and no brain. Just cannon folders and merely amateurs.
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He waited patiently till night time, when he saw, Hon. Evaristus, convoy pull through in the compound, upon stepping down. He was circled by his bodyguards and was esc-rting him in.
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Charles had the very urge to shoot him dead, at that very point as his sniper was all set and activated to night mode to see all that was going in the night, but he restrained himself, as he wanted to have him die peacefully in his sofa and he knew it was also a bad move, since he had to be conscious of position, though he didn’t mind his cover being blown, because he believed he could escape if he wanted even when encircled.
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Hon. Evaristus, sat down in his sofa, tiredly, while his wife brought him a glass of water, which he downed in one gulp. while they exchanged pleasantries and he pecked her.
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Charles watched all those things grimly without any emotions .
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He positioned his sniper properly as it was directly on, Evaristus, forehead, as he pulled the trigger, through the hotel building.
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The golden bullet flew at top speed through the night as it created waves, and pierced through Hon. Evaristus window, directly lunging into his forehead, knocking him dead at the s₱0t as he only grunted at tumbled backwards due to the force as he fell on the cold ground, the guards didn’t even understand what was happening, but the splash of blood sent them in panic as the worst had really happened as he he lay on the ground deader than dead. As they all ran towards him to carry him up or were looking for the culprit. unfortunately Charles was several and several houses away.
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Charles watched all this through the window, if he had wished he could also kill them all, but he knew it wasn’t worth it, the guards were just paid to do their job and had no other animosity towards him, unless they attacked him physically.
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He directly positioned his gun somewhere in, Hon. Evaristus building and shot out severally, but it wasn’t real bullets, but folded bulletins which contained the clear picture of a red bandana and a red mask and a signed up work which said
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“I LEAVE MY ENEMIES DEADER THAN DEAD” signed Merciless.
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The bulletins were in their hundreds as it littered the wh0le compound.
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He gently packed up his materials and wore his mask. and jumped out through the window of the hotel, which was several floors high, as he performed multiple fl¡ps, through the, and upon landing pressed a button on his black dress, and a strong rope flashed out from the button and knotted tightly to with a well calculated force, lightly matched the hotel wall, borrowing the force he pivoted himself mid air and landed outside the fenced hotel lightly.
Looking around he disappeared into the young night mixing the crowd.
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Leaving the family of Hon. Evaristus bereaved, well all this was that he had wanted, because he who lives in a glass shouldn’t throw stones.”
He muttered.
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Tbc