Wild Virgin Chapter 34

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“Oohhh it’s the black guys (street slang for authorities) boss.”

Charles said with a hushed voice.
“I guess they came for Laura.”

Dracole responded.

“Yes it’s clear they came for her.”

Charles frowned his face.

“Which way now boss?”

Sniper asked in a faint voice.

“Let me think.”

Dracole responded.

The private investigator and his team came closer they asked Dracole and his gang to drop their weapons.

Dracole hissed and held Laura closely.

“Sorry I have to do this baby”.

He whispered into Laura’s ears.

“Mr Dracole drop your weapon your game is up.”

The private investigator ordered.
“My oh my! I call the shots around here sir.”

Dracole looked at the private investigator straight in the eye.

“Your game is up Mr Dracole. I will advise you to drop your weapons. Trust me you wouldn’t find what will happen next funny.”

“You are the one who won’t find what will happen now funny.”

Dracole brought a knife out from his pocket and threatened to slit Laura’s throat if the private investigator didn’t listen to him. That action gave sniper and Charles confidence as they held on to their weapons too.

The private investigator whispered into his team’s ears. He knew the dirty game Dracole wanted to play.

“What do you want Mr Dracole?”

The private investigator asked.

“Good boy. Seems you are ready to discuss business now.”

“Yeah I am. My team and I will do anything you want provided you release Laura.”

“Good. We just need a little favor. Once you do it for us I will release Laura. It’s that easy.”

“Okay go on am all ears.”

“I need you to provide me and my guys a means to get out of here once you do that Laura will be released.”
“Ohh woow!”

The private investigator went closer to his team and assured them he had everything under control. His team face didn’t look pleased with the decision he wanted to take.

He called two men out of his team out.

“Roy , Kola.”

The two responded sir.

“I need you to get a means for Dracole and his gangs to get out of here as soon as possible. You know how to go about it.”

The two responded yes and saluted the private investigator.

He smiled and they left.

Dracole’s patience was waxing cold at each seconds that passes by. His eyes looked ferocious as that of a tiger ready to pounce on its prey.

Dracole sang the song of victory when a private jet arrived after twenty minutes. Sniper’s face bloomed with excitement at the next moment.

“You never fail at all times Boss.”

He hailed Dracole.

Charles on the other hand gave Dracole a sheepish look. A lot of thoughts were running through his head.

Dracole asked Charles to check the jet out and he did. Satisfied and rest assured the authorities had given them what they wanted, Dracole released Laura and sped off with his gangs after entering the private jet. He wasn’t happy leaving without Laura but he had hopes he would eventually be with her.

Sniper and Charles were celebrating when suddenly Dracole noticed a jet was in the air monitoring their movement.

“Damn those bastards. They followed us up here.”

Dracole gnashed his feet.

“What do we do now Boss?”

Charles asked Dracole.

“Let me think.”

Dracole responded.

After several thoughts Dracole increased his speed with full force. When he was Certain he had lost sight of the jet trailing them he landed at a enclosed space for safety.

Dracole and sniper along with Charles shielded themselves in the enclosed space so the authorities wouldn’t catch up with them.

Little did they know the authorities were not the only one after them.

The shock on Dracole’s face when he saw the Drug lord and his gangs from a distance was way too dramatic.

“Boss look at that .”

Charles showed Dracole the drug lord and his gangs from afar.

“Yes I saw them. They must have been the jet following us from afar.”

Dracole said with a frowny look.

“If they came for war then war they will surely get.”

Sniper made his hands into a fist ready to attack. Charles wasn’t left out as he loaded his gun with bullets.

It was an aggressive blood shoot out.

The drug lord lost some of his men into the hands of Dracole and his gang.

There were five men left from the drug lord side and that didn’t sit well with him. He shot angrily into the air and the bullet penetrated Into sniper’s head.

Sniper’s head spilt into pieces and that broke Dracole’s heart.

Dracole went forward and gun down two of the drug Lord’s men ruthlessly. He ensured their soul left the world in pieces.

“That’s for Sniper’s soul.”

Dracole thundered with a tear in his eyes.

Charles went to take a cover for himself and successfully gun down two out the three men left from the drug Lord’s side.

He laughed hysterically after he wasted the two men .

After successfully wasting them he went forward to help out Dracole who had been shot in the leg as a result of the shoot out.

Charles was extracting the bullet on Dracole’s leg when suddenly the drug lord and the one man left with him came out from their cover. Angry he removed the bullet from Dracole’s leg with force and tied
Dracole’s leg with the hem of his cloth after applying alcohol on the wound. Dracole screamed in pain.

Charles told him to man up and he loaded both his and Dracole’s gun. He handed over Dracole’s gun to him and held his own with confidence.

Dracole braced up ready to defeat the cause of his misfortune. The scene of how his mother was brutally butchered and how his father took hard drugs the rest of his days to relief the pain he felt from his wife’s loss came alive in his head.

Dracole lost his father to the cold hands of death as a result of abuse of hard drugs. His father made hard drugs his company after his mother’s death.

Despite the intervention of his father’s friends and families his father refused to adhere to their warnings.

Dracole couldn’t blame him. His father and mother were best of friends. They did almost everything together. Reason why his father was miserable. Life lost virtually every meaning to his father after his mother’s death.

The last wordings of Dracole’s father became a lyric in Dracole’s mind.

“Do not rest son till you spill the blood of the man who murdered your mother mercilessly. Do not rest son till you slit the throat of the man who made me miserable for the rest of my days. Get justice for the cancer I suffered as a result of the hard drugs I took to relieve my pain. Get justice son get it at all cost.”

Angrily Dracole went forward and wasted the man left with The drug lord.

He shot him in the chest. The drug lord shouted.

“Grey my son.”

Dracole’s face bloomed with joy when he realized the last man standing with the drug lord was his son.

“No wonder the idiot shielded him he thought.”

“Let’s fight man to man and see who wins.”

The drug lord charged at Dracole. Dracole accepted the challenge and the two dropped the gun in their hands.

Charles watched from afar.

Dracole fought with his might although the drug lord beat him up to a pulp at some point.

The drug lord inserted his sharp finger into Dracole’s fresh wound on his shoulder and blood started oozing out.

Dracole was getting weak until the scene of how his mother was butchered flashed back into his head. He became a ferocious beast at once.

Dracole stood up from the ground and charged at the drug lord. He fell him flat to the ground with a single kick.

He punched and kicked the drug lord relentlessly. He laughed hysterically when the drug Lord’s teeth fell off like that of a rotten rat skin. He punched the drug lord in the face and spat in his eye balls.

When the drug lord saw that Dracole had defeated him he took a knife from his pocket and attempted to stab Dracole.

Charles screamed Dracole’s name from afar.

Dracole struggled with the knife from the drug Lord’s hand and got few cuts on his hands.

Eventually he succeeded in collecting the knife from the drug lord and he stabbed him without mercy.

He closed the eyes of the drug lord after he breathed his last. Dracole was happy justice had been served.

He was still rejoicing when he heard gun shots in the air. He looked up and realized it was the private investigator and his team.

TO BE CONTINUED