radicalducati Killing you is doing you a favor 1
Killing you is doing you a favor 1
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"Boss, I am scared you are going alone," Jay said when they sat in the car.
"You don't have to, just stick to our plans," Darian told him.
"What if things turn out differently?" He asked.
"Then we will deal with it in a different approach. Make sure your microphone is on at all times." Darian reminded him.
"Yes, Boss."
"Good, we have to leave now. He just sent the address of the meeting. Here, have the phone." He gave the phone to Jay.
Jay went through the address and shook his head.
"He changed the time to midnight,"
"Yes, I knew that before," Darian responded.
"Where are we going now, boss?"
"Let's go see the men you recruited, from there I would like to get some flowers for my wife. I haven't gotten her an anniversary gift."
Jay smiled when his boss said, "What do we do after that?" He asked.
"We will strategize and analyse our plans before I meet with him."
Jay noted his boss's words. He kicked the car and drove out of the house, heading towards the camp the men he'd been recruiting for Darian, lived in.
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Darian arrived alone at the location that was sent to him by the invisible man. The whole vicinity was serene, the surroundings looked like an abandoned house, and the building was void of any properties.
He parked his car somewhere he could easily pull off whenever he wanted to leave the place. He clipped the listening bug to his shirt and wore a blazer over it, he spoke into the bug to instruct Jay to stay alert should he call for help.
His eyes flickered around the building, he nodded his head, slipped his gun into the back of his pockets and strode in like he owned the place. A hefty man dressed in all black ushered him into the deserted building, Darian took the way he led until they finally arrived in a room. The man turned back, leaving Darian alone in the room.
Darian squinted his eyes in befuddlement. Though his heart was beating loudly, he tried to suppress the rate and stay calm. He held his head high and his eyes met with a masked man.
He was very tall, a few inches taller than Darian himself, he wore red slacks and a white shirt, a pair of white sneakers and a red mask veiled his face, showing only his eyes and lips.
"You are here," his deep baritone voice echoed through the room.
Darian stared intently at him, studying his movements. He nodded his head and walked closer to the table that was positioned in the alcove of the room.
"Who are you?" He asked in a stern voice.
The masked man chuckled nastily, he took a seat on the wooden chair.
"You can have a seat if you want to." He said, gesturing to the chair in front of him.
Darian sat down, "Why did you call me here? What business do I have with you? And why are you being a coward by veiling your face, huh?" He slammed the table and there was a loud cocking sound of a gun behind him.
The masked man signalled to the man with the gun to drop it. He looked at Darian and burst into uncontrollable laughter.
"A coward?" He said, poking his chest. "You called me a coward? You motherfucker don't know who I am." He clapped his hand and scoffed.
"Who the fuck are you and why do you keep involving your ass in businesses that have to deal with the Dawson family?"
"I thought we came here for a dialogue, lower your voice, young man." He motioned to one of the men behind him. Within seconds, there was a cigar and lighter with him. He lit up the cigar and took a long drag, sending the puff to Darian's nose. "Do you care for it?" He asked.
Darian scoffed.
"Come on, I know you smoke so well." The masked man laughed, revealing his set of perfect white teeth. "Oh, I heard you stopped smoking after you got married. Why, if I may ask?" He bent a little, blinking his eyes at Darian.
"Why did you call me here?" Darian asked him again.
"You are just like your father, insensitive and rude. Bastards!"
"Don't you dare!" Darian fumed. "Don't involve my father in this." He warned, wagging his fingers in front of him.
"Why? Why shouldn't I involve your father when he's the fucking cause of this whole grudge?"
Darian shifted uncomfortably in his chair, he wondered what the masked man was talking about. Gaius didn't tell him there was a grudge between his father and some gang members before he died.
"Your father! Your fucking father, Raymond! Took her away from me and made my life miserable." Scratching his head like a lunatic, he hurriedly took a long drag of the cigar in between his fingers.
Darian studied him carefully, he wondered if he was addicted to smoking from how he took long drags without taking a break. He feared he would hurt himself, but the masked man didn't seem like he cared much about his health, he kept on taking long drags until there was a stub of a cigar in his fingers.
His eyes were bloodshot red as he stared at Darian. Underneath the mask, he smiled a smile that didn't reach his eyes. He shrugged and continued.
"She was all I had, but she left me when she met your fucking father who just wanted to fuck and use her."
"Who are you talking about?" Darian was lost.
This man could not be talking about his mother.
"Isabella, the woman who birthed you was used by your father! He pretended to be in love with her, slept with her and dumped her after she gave birth to you. Do you know what she went through before she died?"
Darian narrowed his eyes on the masked man, he was mincing his words and he was lost. His mother was not dead, Jay told him they found her.
"Everyone in the Dawson family mistreated her because she was working for them, they made her life miserable and made sure she was never happy!"
Darian didn't break eye contact with the man, he wanted to listen to more of his story.
"Your father was heartless, did you know that?" He smiled at Darian. "He was a beast while he was alive. I wanted to do more but he died so easily." He laughed, nodding his head as if he had done something satisfying.
Darian thought back to when Gaius told him the killers of his father were back, he was right, this man right in front of him killed his father. He clenched his fist under the table.
Now was not the right time to attack him, he would lose if he attacked him now and he might not leave there alive. So, he decided to keep his calm and watched him as he leaked his secrets to him.
"It was so easy to kill your father, all he could do was fuck a harmless bitch." He laughed. "He ruined my life when he took Isabella away from me and he ruined her life by leaving her when she was madly in love with him." He scoffed, the word 'love' sounded bitter in his mouth. "And since then all I have wanted to do is to kill your father, kill all the people who made her life miserable and kill you, the son she birthed for a useless beast." He cackled. "You are now in my den, there is no escape for you, Darian Dawson. You've been trapped!" He threw his head backwards, laughing hysterically.
Darian shook his head, he knew it would come to this, but he was prepared.
"I thought you were smart to figure out that I would kill you, but it's obvious you are as dumb as your father." The masked man rose to his feet, walking around the table. "I sent out men to disrupt your anniversary party, to give you a warning that I would come for you, but they ended up getting your favour. I wanted to kill Gaius, the nasty man who pioneered Isabella's suffering while she worked for the Dawson family, but he didn't die." He stopped walking and stood in front of Darian. "I could have spared you and your pretty wife," he licked his lips when he mentioned Lena.
Darian clenched his jaw, muttering cuss words at him. He laughed and shook his head.
"Your mother wanted me to spare you."
"Where is my mother?" Darian asked, he knew Jay couldn't be lying to him about his mother, but he needed to be sure of what the man in front of him was talking about.
"You don't know your mother." He laughed again.
"Your father was so cruel he didn't let you know who your father is. Your mother was a beautiful woman, the most beautiful woman I had seen all my life. Your father took her innocence and discarded her, he ruined her life and I swore that I would not stop until I wipe out everything that has to do with the Dawson family."
"Where is my mother?" Darian repeated.
"A good question, you will get to meet her in heaven though."