IT’S A SMALL WORLD

When he answers you!!

                                

                     I like playing games. That day I played a game with a few people I know. It’s such a great game!! James was driving in Babu’s Cab with Omaya in his back seat, which is being followed by another cab with Babu. The Retro went after James in another route. James was very guilty about martin and his wife, but he should get to alpine pro. So he was driving damn fast….ohhh..uh..wait wait, I am confused. I shouldn’t say it like this. It might be confusing for you. Ok, let me start from here -differently. 

 

4.00 pm, Yesterday.

 

“You can do this”

“I don’t know, I’m scared. I can’t do this. It’s too complicated!”

“Hey, I’m not forcing you shithead. Your family, your problem. I’m just telling you the way to get that money.  This might look complicated, but also the easy way to get that much amount. Think, just think your choices.”

James was yelling at Martin on the subway. The whole compartment was empty, echoing their voices through the tunnel. Martin was sitting silently, thinking what James was explaining. Then James opened his briefcase and took out a gun. He felt it, then took out the Mag (cartridge holder) and emptied it. Martin looked at it with fear. James slowly handed that gun to martin and said, “Go for it dude..Save your family. I unloaded the gun so that you won’t get into any kind of trouble”

Martin’s hands were trembling with fear as he held the gun.

  

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  5 hours earlier

     James was talking in the phone with the ‘Big P’. Big P is like the leader of White wood gang that operates assassin jobs, Drug dealings, International oil treasuries, Diamond and gold business, and also the deals of the various communists. The gang itself is like a big mafia kingdom operating in the states. The Big P had got connections from the street cop to a high end politician. He is the lord of white wood (w2) gang.

“James, how are you my friend” said Big P in a low-pitched husky voice.

“I am not fine P. Those Red necks are up to me, man. And now you are offering me a job? I can’t go outside, they are looking for me man. I am in hiding for two days, you know that?” said James.

“I said I will take care of it. As soon as you finish this job, just one phone call; it will be over!”

  James was the top-class assassin working as a freelance killer. Big P usually gives the job to James as he is trust-worthy and cost-effective. 2 days ago James took a job from a stranger to kill a Red-neck member. Red-necks are the drug-dealers of South Carolina and they are totally dangerous.

After he killed that member, the result reversed on him as the stranger was caught and he ratted out James. So the Red-necks were looking for James. Big P can handle the situation easily, but still he need some time till the situation chills out. In the mean time Big P offered a critical and important job to James.

“Yeah ok, I will do it. But promise me that you are gonna take care of these red-necks.”

“Promises can be broken James, but not trust. So trust me friend!”

“Thanks man, give me the details.”

“It’s a female. Laura Angel, 28, real-estate agent for Livereal. She is a potential witness in the Stanley’s case. You have to terminate her and bring the witness papers”

“Where is she? Any protection?”

“Not that I know of. But there may be guards watching her back employed by the group. You can take care of them, right?”

“Ok, fill me the details and address where she is residing right now”, said James.

 

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4 hours ago

         Saul Mcconey, Diamond merchant, works under Big P as a manger for the Diamond n co, southville. He recently traded lot of diamonds from Liberia illegally. The business ended up tragically with loss of billions and lives when the trade went wrong with Govt.officials.  Discussing things with Big P in a Mansion�"

“This got out of my hands, I couldn’t do anything P” Coney told to P.

“I am not criticizing you Saul. Anyway we are not letting this away, okay?” said Big P. Then a man came running to them and informed,

“Mr.Saul, we found that the officials scammed the trade. The Diamonds are changing hands today”

Saul stood up with anger and yelled-

“Yes, I knew it. See P, that’s why they wanted this trade. That Liberia Moral Crabs!!”

“Of course, the Officials wanted their own diamonds back. So they set up a trade to make it look like a cop-drama. It’s all a simple plan except that they don’t know that we know” said P.

      After thinking some time, he said, “I’m gonna set up a meeting with those Liberia mods. I need to settle things with them. It has become a national matter now. Call Sinatra and explain things to him. He will arrange the meetings.”

“Sure P.”

“I don’t want you anywhere near the meeting. The officials should come by lunch. I am gonna deal this their way. And in the mean time, send someone effective from your gang to retrieve the diamonds.”

“Thanks for taking care of this P. I will send ‘the retro’ for that,” said Coney and turned to the man with information and said, “What are you still looking for? Go get Retro.”

Coney with a sigh of relief looked at P and asked, “So, is it true that you are dealing with Stanley’s case?”

“Yes, I’m sending my best man for the job…. Okay Saul, see you at the theatre tonight. I must leave” said Big P and stood to leave.

“Can u stay for lunch Mr.P? My wife makes the best chicken in the state!!”

“I know Saul. But I have the meeting, remember? I have to prepare for something. Also say to Sinatra that I don’t want to be disturbed during the meet. See you” said Big P and left the hall. Coney took a deep breath and went to the phone to call Sinatra.

 

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3 hours ago

                          Martin was talking to her wife in phone, “Honey, you stay put. Don’t worry. I said I’m gonna take care of it. Nothing’s gonna happen to anyone.”

“But its a large amount, how are you going to get that?” asked his wife from the other side of phone.

“Let me worry about that, okay. You be careful, ok?” said Martin and kept the phone. He was talking from a pay-phone near a super-market.  Besides him, a man in suit was looking seriously at him. Martin went near him and said, “I need more time. Please just let me talk to your boss!”

“I just talked to him; he personally said that out of generosity, he is offering one more day to get that money. Just 24 hours. Or else, you and your family will punch the tickets to hell. Understood?” said the man.

“Thank you, sir” said martin with depressed tone.

       Martin’s problem is so simple. He was a regular customer for Saul McConey in a horse race business. A month ago, an attempt to establish a fake-bet reversed and resulted in loss of money to a customer. Martin took the chance and placed a similar bet on the same horse. Unfortunately, the money returned to the customer in enormous amounts. Because of the stupid betting, martin loses large amounts and thus he owes money to Saul McConey. The business went bad. In order to cope up, martin sold his house and gave lots of money to Saul. Homeless, martin was trying to come up with the rest of money to give Saul. As Ruthless is Saul, he threatened to kill his family, if he doesn’t give the money in a day.

   Now, martin was looking for the way to get easy money like once he did through horse racing. Only one thing looked best in this time.

 

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2 Hours ago

              Babu Kulakarni, an assistant engineer and a cab-driver in his part-time -from India, was sitting silently on his couch and thinking. His wife came to him, gave coffee and said (Indian accent),

“What should I say to our daughter? You know how hard it is for her at this time!”

“I too don’t know what to do sarala! If I ever find that rascal, I’m going to get all the money he owes me!” said Babu in a furious temper. His son, a 12-year old boy came to his father and sat beside him. Babu’s temper decreased and then he patted his shoulders and asked, “how are you reading, son?”

“Fine dad. Ah…dad? What’s with you? Why you have to do this Cab-driving?” asked the son.

“I need to raise some money son. You don’t worry,” said Babu.

“We don’t have enough money?” asked the son.

“No son. Because of a guy called Dunham, We lost money. So we need this job!”

“What actually happened, dad?”

“5 months ago when we landed here, we don’t have enough security to us. You know that, right?”

“Yes, yes.”

“So the Dunham guy, a friend from office told us to give all the gold and money so that he will keep them safe with him, as he runs a private bank like thing. We were afraid of the thefts and robbery-homicides, so we trusted them and gave them money and gold. I never told you this son, one day when you were in school; they left the neighborhood and went somewhere. Since then, I am trying to find him. I couldn’t find him in the address books too.”

“How much did he take away?”

“About 12,000 dollars!! We had plans with the money for you and your sister. Now, I don’t know how to do anything. That’s why I’m doing this Cab-driving as a side business.”

“Oh dad. You are a great father!” said son and hugged him. Babu’s eyes were filled with tears. Then he left for his cab wearing his cab-uniform.

 

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1 Hour ago

                The diamonds Saul and Big P were looking for should legally belong to A-CET(African Children education trust). So, the A-CET sent his best people to retrieve the diamond. So they set up a trade with Big P as Govt.officials. With the success, those diamonds were in good hands now- In the hands of A-CET financial manager, Sir Omaya Limicho.

Omaya Limicho in a hotel near Boston city center:

“These diamonds belong to the Africa. These lay the foundation for the future of our children,” said Omaya in phone with an official.

“But I think he knows sir. Big P specifically asked us all the officials to the meeting” said the official.

“Of course, he is the king pin. He knew it alright. But they are not getting these diamonds. I am giving the diamonds to NARSCO today. They asked me to meet at City hall with diamonds. Once they were in the NARSCO hands, W2 can’t get them.”

“But it seems to me that they are looking for you!”

“I don’t care even if they kill me, but I can’t wreck this deal with Narsco. You go to the meeting, act like you don’t care. I will see what I can do!” said Omaya and kept the phone.  

 

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30 minutes earlier  to the  4.00 pm, yesterday.

                        

                 Martin was standing in the Manhattan to Boston central Subway station no. IX- the emptiest, oldest and the darkest subway station of the state. He was wearing a hooded t-shirt and was rumbling with something in his pocket. The station seemed to attract less people, only martin was there. Like a ray of hope, James entered the station. James was holding a brown briefcase and was wearing a black suit. Martin observed him for a moment. James looked at martin casually and again looked at the track for the subway. Martin slowly approached James, but suddenly the train came rustling and stopped at the station. As the doors opened James entered the subway compartment. Martin followed him. The whole compartment was empty. ‘Lucky day!!’ thought martin.

     James sat in a chair. Martin came forcibly to the James, took out a knife and threatened James-

“Don’t shout. Now give me your briefcase slowly. No sudden movements or I’ll slit your f****** throat. Come on” said martin.

“Ok..ok not a problem. We can deal this softly, right?” said James and took out his briefcase and handed it to martin. Martin took it and tried to open it with one hand. Suddenly James flew on him and kicked martin in face and took out the knife. Martin fell on floor. James looked at knife-its kitchen knife.

“A rookie robbery, this is, huh?” said James and then yelled, “What is that you wanted to do with this crap weapon, huh? Kill me?”

Martin slowly stood up and fear circulating from his head to toe, he said, “I am sorry. Very sorry. I have to do this for my family. Please don’t call cops, please?”

James came nearer to him and looked into his eyes, he saw fear. He asked, “What’s your name?”

“Ma..Martin Rudolf.”

“Hey martin, listen to me. I am very angry right now. But I don’t think I can call the police. Instead, let us talk. Come on” said James and sat signaling martin to come and sit nearby.

Martin sat with James and said sorry again. “Enough already. I could tell that this is the first time you are doing this. So I forgive you. Now tell me, what’s your problem?”

“I lost money in a horse racing gamble to a rich man. He threatened me that if I don’t give money, he is going to kill my family. I already sold my house, and I don’t have any more. So I thought�"“cried Martin.

“Hmm. Lame, too lame. Who is that rich man?”

“He is that Sa�"“said martin, but interrupted by James, “Whoever it is. I dont care. Just tell me how much you owe him!”

“13, 450 dollars!!”

“That’s big. Let me give you one idea. The easiest way to get money besides gambling is robbery, alright. But not like this, you dimwit. You should rob a bank, “said James.

“What, I alone cannot�"“ said martin.

“Wait, wait wait. You know who keeps that much amount in the shop other than bank. It’s a pawn merchant.” Martin didn’t understand. Then James looked at martin and said,

“Yes. You go rob a pawn merchant . I will tell you how to do that. Uh..there..there’s a big shop in the Boston central, behind the stadium. That shop would be perfect!” said James anxiously. But martin keeps frying with fear.

“But how could I steal?” said martin.

“It’s simple, see the time when shop’s empty, point your gun at him, rob it” said James.

“I don’t have a gun!” muttered martin.

“If you want a gun, I could give you mine. I have a spare” said James and opened the briefcase. There were two similar guns side by side.

“I am doing this because I like you. I mean you tried to threaten me. That never happened to me before. It’s a good experience. And your situation is very sad. So I am helping you. I even agreed to give my 250$ gun. So go and get’em”

James eye-browed him and said,

“You can do this”

 “I don’t know, I’m scared. I can’t do this. It’s too complicated!”

 

 

4.05 pm, yesterday

        

              Martin was holding the gun and his hands were trembling. James said, “It’s pretty basic dude. Go with it. There are no bullets, so you can’t hurt anyone!”

Subway was reaching the station at Boston central. James stood up and took his briefcase. Martin was still sweating. Subway stopped. James went to the door, turned back and said, “I gotta go. Good luck dude. And don’t forget to wear a mask!”

Martin was still sweating, but as he remembered his wife and the situation, adrenaline rushed. He stood up forcibly, kept the gun in pocket and left the station.

 

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4.10 pm

 

         James was walking with a fear of red-necks towards the Hotel Scorpio keeping his head downwards. Martin was going towards the stadium in a shortcut. Then Babu in his cab passed martin with a young customer inside towards hotel Scorpio. As he was going towards Scorpio, James was crossing the road without watching both sides. When he was about to hit James, Babu applied the brake. The cab slid up to the James and stopped. Without minding that, James left into the hotel. Babu got angry and shouted some bad words against him. The young customer said, “What a jackass. Came to die, huh?”

“Yeah, and he chose my cab today,” said Babu.

Then he started the cab and took a U turn in the next street and headed towards stadium.

“Lucky for you dude. Nobody is dead in your cab today!” said Young customer and laughed.  James entered into the hotel lobby and stepped towards the reception. At the same time, Mr.Omaya came out from the restaurant to the lobby and went towards a small book store inside the hotel.

 

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4.15 pm

         Babu reached the Crater Street behind the stadium. The young one asked him to stop. The boy was talking in phone with a friend for 5 minutes. The boy got down and signaled him about the pay while talking on phone. Babu said, “12$ sir!”

“Ya man, just hold on. Came to the shop now”, said the boy in phone and took out 12$ from the pocket and gave it to Babu. Then he continued, “Ya man. I am on”

After some talking on others side, he shouted in phone, “Hey dude, Dunhams never quit dude. You know my dad owns big merchandise here. The greatest pawn �"merchant of all time�"“

Babu heard this and rushed out of taxi and went to the boy and asked, “Your father’s name?”

“Michael Dunham, why?”

“He had a private bank once, right?”

“Wow man, you knew him alright! Yes, yes he broke financially, so he was doing pawn-business now. How do you know him?” asked the boy.

Then Babu held his shirt collar and asked furiously, “where is he?”

“Ow, ow man, he is here. In the shop. Leave me.”

“Take me to the shop, you son of a�"“raged Babu. The boy took him to the shop which is deep inside a corridor.  In the hurry, he forgot to close the front glass window of his cab- like that matters in the story!

       *          *

James stepped towards the lift in the lobby and suddenly he noticed three persons entering the hotel. They were wearing suits and looked like definite red-neck members. James also noticed guns in their coat pockets. James was terrified and rushed into the lift and pushed button 4 in the panel.

               The three persons went towards the reception and asked, “Mr.Omaya limicho please?”

The guy at reception was looking for the name in the register. Mr.Omaya saw these three men from the book store, observed for a second, and then he ran out of the store, took steps to the fourth floor. Omaya recognized the gang as ‘The Retro’ as his assistant warned Omaya about the employees of Saul Mcconey and showed him all of the P’s gang- except for James may be, as he is a secret employer for P.

 

4.20 pm

          Martin came nearer to the pawn-merchant’s shop. He looked into the corridor. He slowly went towards the shop. He can see it. Then he took out his hand-kerchief and put it to his face as a mask with only eyes visible. Then he slowly took out the gun and approached the door.

Inside-

 “Dad, is that true? You stole from him?” asked the boy his dad.

“No, it’s not son. Don’t believe him”, said Dunham.

“You can’t go nowhere now, mike. Give me my money, may be then I will forgive you!” yelling Babu.

“Hey you have the proof? Get out of my shop!” yelled Dunham.

“Dad, please tell me the truth. He is crying for god’s sake”, shouted the son.

“Babu!!why don’t you leave this place, and we will talk later, okay?” said Dunham to Babu.

“You said you don’t know him, now you are saying his name. So you did steal from him right?”

“Of course he did, afraid to accept it”

“Son that’s not entirely true. We will talk later, you go inside,”

   As the whole yelling and telling was going on, martin silently entered the shop with a face mask and pointed his gun at Michael. With a terror gasp, they all looked at his gun and raised their hands.

 

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In the same time-period (4.20 pm to 4.30 pm)

                   

                  James didn’t know what to do. He was definite that they were red-necks looking for him. As he entered fourth floor, he went to the laundry room in the corner. He took a deep breath and took out the mobile and dialed Big P.

“P?” asked James.

“This is Sinatra, James. I am about to call you!” said Sinatra on the other end of phone.

“I need to talk to P. I am in deep s**t!”

“I know, James. P is in a meeting, he can’t talk right now. Where are you now?”

“At the hotel. He sent me for a job, but--”

“Ok ok. Listen to me. I know about the job. This is just in. They are sending guards to protect the witness from you. All of a sudden. So, there will be resistance. Take care while you finish the job.”

“S**t. How many?”

“Don’t know details. They could be there by now. But deal with them, alright?”

“This is what you wanna tell?”

“No, there’s something else. Somehow the red-necks knew about you. They were at your hiding place before. They came for you, destroyed the apartment. As my Intel says, they probably knew where you are right now.”

“Oh my god. I am dead meat. That’s what I want to talk with p. they are already here.”

“Big P is in meeting with officials. He can’t talk. You finish the job, then run and hide. That’s it James.”

“You kidding me? I can’t assassinate anyone while my assassins are looking for me!”   

 

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             Babu, Dunham and his son were scared to hell on seeing the gun. Subconsciously Martin was also little scared as he knew that there were no bullets, but after he saw the fear in their eyes his confidence went up. In a different and sadistic tone, martin asked,

“Who is the owner of this shop?” he got no answer as they were stuck with terror. He again raised his voice, “who the hell runs this bank?”  Dunham slowly whispered, “Me. I own this.”

“Goood. That’s good, “said martin and threw a shoulder bag to him and said, “Put all the money in the bag right now. Don’t get any more ideas. You will listen to me alright?”

“Okay. Sure, just don’t hurt anyone!” said Dunham, took the bag, went to the counter and opened the money chest. Martin looked seriously at him and said, “Not that money stupid. You think I would risk three lives for hundreds.”

“But that’s all I have!” replied Dunham.

“Are you toying me?Ah..are you?” asked martin sarcastically. Then he pointed the gun at the west corner where there was an iron door that looked like a prison door and said, “That money!” Behind the iron door, there was a big safety deposit closet locked carefully. Somehow martin knew that the lazy pawn-merchants hid all their money with them rather than bank. Dunham’s throat went dry. He nodded slowly but martin resisted. He pushed Dunham to the safe.

Dunham’s son was sobbing, but Babu couldn’t do anything except for standing still. Martin said, “You both. Kneel down and keep your palms on the back of head.”

They did exactly, Dunham moved towards the safe. He tried to argue with Martin, but found no use. He went to the safe and opened it, Martin’s eyes glowed. There’s enough amount for him. He signaled Dunham to put the money in bag. Dunham murmured, “I am saving this money to treat my wife’s cancer. It’s not fair to take this, sir”

“I am not a charity kind of guy, ok? Just put the money in goddamn bag,” said martin and turned towards Babu.

 Babu was keeping his head down; just following the orders.

“Hey you Indian guy. Why are you here?” asked martin.

“I am just a cab driver, sir. This guy stole my money, I found him just now to get the money. In the mean time, you�"“ said Babu with a depressed voice.

 

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“You got no choice James. I got no choice. I cannot disturb P. you should finish the job, or P won’t be able to help you.”

“I can’t fight off guards and red-necks Sinatra. What should I do?” suffocated James.

“Finish the job, get the witness papers. Then you run and hide!”

“I got no hiding place too. The red-necks knew it.”

“Ok do one thing. Go over to alpine pro. Saul’s in the guest house. He will protect you.”

“You are a pain in the a** man. You are a�"“ James kept the phone and swiped off his sweat.

Then he opened his Briefcase and took out the gun. He attached the silencer to it and tucked it in coat pocket inside. Then he kept the briefcase under a wardrobe and left the laundry room. He looked at a piece of paper for the witness’ room number- 406. He went towards the room slowly. Omaya was coming in from the opposite side towards the exact opposite room of 406- i.e 417.

 

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“You stole his money, s**t head?” asked martin to the Dunham. While Dunham was muttering about the matter, Martin understood that he really stole from Babu. He took the bag and asked Babu, “How much did he steal?”

“12k sir” replied Babu. He then took out some cash and handed it to Babu. Still, martin got enough amounts for him. Babu looked grateful to martin, but there is some sort of unknown gap in his mind.

 “It’s really for my mom. She needs chemotherapy to live. Please sir!” said the son sobbing. Babu looked at him sadly.

“Hey listen, son. Your father doesn’t look like a good man. He will find a way to cope up. Okay. Don’t worry about it,” said Martin. Son didn’t stop sobbing. Martin then asked Babu to lock the father and son behind the iron door. After Babu did that, Martin took the keys and went to the shop entrance. He then threw the keys to Babu and said, “Release them after 5 minutes. Don’t get stupid ideas, okay?” and Martin left the shop into the long corridor.

         He ran into the street taking off his mask and slowed down acting like a casual citizen. He felt happy and free that he actually pulled off this thing successfully. Now, martin has to get rid of the gun. While walking away, he saw martin’s cab with its front window glass slid down a little bit-Enough to fit a gun through it( oh it does matter with story). Martin looked around, then took out the gun threw it inside the cab. The gun fell in between the front seats. Then Martin paced up towards Hotel Scorpio.

 

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  James stood in front of room-406, Laura angel’s room. He felt his gun once again inside the coat, then he took out a card to open the door by sliding it to unlock. Then he encountered Omaya, who was coming to 417. Omaya abstractly smiled at him. James said, “We had a fight, she won’t let me in”

“Oh..Uh..Good luck with that!” said Omaya and stopped for a while. He looked at James again and asked, “Do we know each other?” He must have seen James in the employee list of big p. But he wasn’t sure.

“I don’t think so! If we have met, you wouldn’t forget me easily” said James smiling.

“Sorry then. I gotta go!” said Omaya and entered his room.

James felt happy that he left. He was about to open the door, two persons in suits just came in sight to him. He instantly spotted them as guards, and the guards also understood that he is the hit man. Both parties drew the guns and shot few bullets. James escaped the bullets and ran to opposite side and then to the stairs. Guards followed him, now without shooting. James got down the four floors and ran into hotel’s big lobby.

Martin was walking towards the lift while James was escaping. And he saw James running into the maintenance room. Besides going into lift, in excitement, Martin also went to the maintenance room. The guards couldn’t find James; they were still looking at all areas.

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     After martin left, Babu took the keys and gave them to Dunham. Dunham was guilty for what he did to Babu, and he felt that the karma was balanced. Dunham took the keys and said, “I’m sorry Babu!” and his son was still crying.

Without another word, Babu turned towards the exit. By putting his hands outside, Dunham was unlocking his prison door. Then Babu turned to them and said, “Treat your wife Dunham. I will take the money later!” and he kept the money he took from martin on the reception table. Dunham’s eyes gone wet with happiness and guilt. He couldn’t be more thankful to Babu. His son thanked him very much. But Babu couldn’t stay there longer, so he left before the Dunhams came out of the safe-room.

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    Omaya heard the gun shots when he entered the room. He went crazy and ran to the closet and took out his diamond box. He opened it and looked at the small diamonds inside. There were many dazzling. He kept all of them in a small cigarette-holder box( brown colored small and safe box). Then he looked into the key hole for any dangers in the path. To his surprise, three men appeared at his door handling their guns.

   

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 As the time passed, What happened after 4.30 pm;

 

                      James took out his gun and unlocked it, against the guard who should be coming through the door. He was so stressed out and aimed the gun at the door. Suddenly, martin came bursting the door. With that sound and the stress that’s eating, James shot him in the chest without thinking. A sound of diabolism, guilt filled the area. The silencer added some more silence. The smoke was gushing out of the gun, James was devastated. Martin didn’t understand, then he looked at his blood rushing out from the heart; then he fell down, dropping the bag of money.

James flew to him and held him, “I am sorry, Marty”

Martin slowly responded, “What the heck, man. I stole the money like you said, but you killed me?” and coughed up the blood.

“I am sorry, Marty. What are you even doing here? It’s a mistake, I was aiming on�"“said James as martin held his hand. Martin got up some energy to say-“ Will you pass this money to my wife?”

“I will do. But don’t give up man---“

Martin took out a photo from his pocket and gave it to James and said, “She is h---“lost his breath. James was in a shock, he was terrified. He then looked at the photo. There was a blonde girl in her 30’s holding a dog. James held him for a minute with a sheer awe and was way too guilty for that. ‘I promise I will give this money to your wife, Martin. I am so sorry. So sorry,” whispered James. Then he dragged his body to a side, covered a white towel over the face and took the money bag.

 

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                      Omaya was terrified on seeing the Retro gang outside his door. They rang the doorbell, holding onto their guns. Omaya kept the diamond box in his coat pocket, went to the window and looked downwards. It was way too far. A gang member was trying outside to open it with a card. Omaya stepped out onto the window ledge, walked to the side and hid behind a wall. The gang entered the room, retro sighed them to look around. One gang member was waiting outside the room, just in case.

                                    

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                  James managed to escape the guards and came to fourth floor again. James wearing the shoulder bag with money, moved towards the room-406 to kill Laura Angela, the witness. As he approached the room, he saw the retro gang member staying before room-417, which is opposite to 406. The member saw James and took out the gun just to scare him. But James without thinking took out the silencer gun, being a pro, shot him through the chest. The bullet pierced through the chest and through the door of 417.  He fell down, James without wasting any more time, opened the 406 room and entered it silently. The retro gang searched the whole room, while the gun shot was heard. One man rushed to the door and opened it to see the dead member. He shouted, “Retro, seymore’s dead. Somebody shot him!”

Retro came rushing and saw that and said, “He’s here outside, let’s check the whole hotel. Come on, move. We are not missing him today!”  The gang moved in different directions. All of them reported the issue to the other gang members hiding all through the hotel on their walkies.

    James slowly and silently looked for Laura in the room. He approached the bed room slowly, opened the door. He saw a lady sleeping in the bed with half a blanket covered. He took care not to make any noise, took out his gun and went a little further. As he was about to shoot her, he saw a photo frame by the bed table. There was a photo of hers besides martin. He was shocked, took out the photo martin gave to him. It’s her- Laura Angela, the witness is martin’s wife!! He didn’t know what to do- finish the job or respect the last words of martin. He was confused, thought for a while, and then kept the gun back in his coat. I’m sorry I killed your husband.  Hope you will take some good decisions from now on! �" murmured James to her from a distance. Then he put the money bag on the floor, looked at her and kept the photo given by martin on the bag. And he slowly walked out of the room.

 

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                     After the Retro left the room, Omaya carefully came out of the window ledge and ran to the lobby. Omaya used the fire escape steps and came out to the ground floor near the kitchen. Then he secretly entered the kitchen and moves forwards towards the exit to the outside. 

    James even though he didn’t finish the job, he needed to hide. He was sure that the red-necks were here in the hotel looking for him. He took out his coat, threw it away and walked towards the rest room of the hotel. As he was passing by, Carl, the retro gang member sitting on a chair near a store looked at James. He took out his walkie-talkie and said, “Retro man. You there?”

“Yeah, Carl!” replied the retro -who is looking for Omaya in the ground floor.

“The Diamond-guy, what does he look like?”

“He is a black in a grey suit, why?” replied the retro.

“Oh, nothing. Someone here looked suspicious, hiding a gun under his coat!” said Carl.

“Hey, don’t lose him. He might be the one who shot Seymore. There is a possibility that this person might be working for Omaya. Follow him!” ordered Retro to him. James observed that the member was talking to someone about him. James secured his gun once again, walked briskly. The man stood up suddenly and followed James.

 

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    Two Gang members entered the maintenance room to look for Omaya. While one member was looking all around, another one noticed Martin’s body by a side. He took off the towel on his face and shocked. He stood up and said, “hey dude! Look over here!”

“Oh god, is he dead?” asked another one.

“Of course, shot in the chest. Do you know who this is?”

“No man, do you?”

“This guy is martin. He owes money to Saul. We talked to this guy 2 days ago at the race. God, Saul’s gonna feel bad if he knew this!”

“Yeah, there’s nothing we can do now, isn’t there? No man, no money. Call Saul and tell him this!”

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      Babu was feeling very bad that the money almost reached his hands, but slipped away. He couldn’t do anything, but help him. Babu took his cab from the place where he parked and turned it back. He was coming towards the Hotel Scorpio.

Things got little faster- you gotta think faster now:

                                    While Omaya was going through kitchen, the staff was shouting at him to leave the place. Omaya was trying to argue them.                            

 James was sure that the man following him was a Red-neck. So, he was terrified, his brisk walk turned into a run. Carl’s doubt doubled up as James ran, he too ran after him while reporting on walkie- “He is running on seeing me Retro. I am following him. I could use some help here! He is going towards the street.”

Retro heard the transmission, but suddenly he saw at the kitchen because of the shouting. The glass doors of the kitchen gave him the sight of Omaya. Retro rushed towards the kitchen. Omaya fortunately saw retro coming towards him, threw people away walked to the exit on the other side of the kitchen. Retro followed him through the kitchen towards the exit. Omaya was on the street running in the road, but the traffic is little low. He saw Babu’s cab slowly moving towards the Hotel, Omaya shouted, “Taxi! Taxi! Here here!”

Babu then speeded towards Omaya. Omaya forcefully opened the door and entered the taxi. Retro saw him from a small distance, took out his gun, shot at the taxi. The bullet hit the pole besides the taxi.  Babu was terrified, stopped the cab. Omaya said, “please move. He is gonna kill me!” Babu didn’t know what to do- waited for a second. Then Omaya said, “I’ll give you 10,000 bucks if you leave now!” On hearing that Babu’s mind raced- I just lost the money, this could be the chance to get that amount. He shifted the gear to 4, accelerated the cab. Retro again took a shot; it hit the back of the cab. Then he took out his walkie and shouted for his car.

 

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 The other gang members must have heard the transmission from the Carl, they also joined in the chase for James. Four members were chasing James down the streets, shooting at James in the public. James also took some shots against them, but nothing hit anyone. James was running too fast on the Brookfield road.  Babu’s cab was behind ‘James and the gang’ on the same road.

Babu asked, “Why are they chasing you?”

“I am an education trust member from Africa. That gang’s trying to steal our trust money. I need to get to the central hall to meet the Narsco. So please don’t let them steal the education of African children,” said Omaya.

“Sure sir. I will help you” said Babu and drove ahead.

     Babu was driving carefully until he saw the shooting on the road. Then he drove anxiously, accelerated the cab and stopped when he was about to hit James again, who was running ahead. James panicked on seeing the cab that was about to hit him. Then he realized something, took out his gun and went to the Babu’s window. Babu felt bad about James and slid down the window to ask him, ‘how are you?’. But James came to him, pointed his gun at him and yelled, “Get out of the cab, now!”

Babu was scared, got out of the cab without thinking. He thought that James was mad at him because of his driving. Omaya was confused, looked back at the road. The Gang was coming towards the cab. He was panicked. Then suddenly James jumped into the driver-seat, started the cab. While hopping in, James gun fell down on the road, but he didn’t notice it. Babu couldn’t do anything about his cab at the moment. In a sec, James disappeared along with Babu’s cab and Omaya. Babu took out the James gun and called another Cab to follow his cab. Because he understood that as soon as James finished his work, he will leave the taxi, then he could take it back. Babu was following his own cab in another cab. And the retro was following them, but was behind Babu.

This is where we started;

                   Omaya tried to get out of the cab, but James was driving too fast. James didn’t think of Omaya, the back seat passenger. James looked in the mirror at Omaya and asked, “Who the hell are you?”

“I’m just a passenger!”

“Then get out!” shouted James. Omaya recognized James and asked, “You are that husband from the hotel, aren’t you?”

“Oh, you are the guy from 417!”

“Uh..I..yes.. You know. I understand that you are in trouble, but I need to go to Central hall urgently�"“

“You kidding me? You’re asking me favor? Get the heck out of the car” yelled James.

Omaya tried to do that, but he looked at the speed. It was life-taking, so he asked, “if you could just stop the car….”

“Sorry dude, I can’t. I have to go to alpine pro. You can take the car from there” said James and accelerated it along the highway. Babu’s cab also came too fast to be just behind them.  

       As James was almost at the alpine pro, a big large estate besides the highway, Retro bypassed everyone and slid his car in front of the Cab of James.  On seeing retro, James accelerated his car and hit the Retro’s car on its side strongly. Because of the heavy impact, both the cars slid to the sides of the road. As the sides of the road are slant, the cab and the car slid down to a distance and stopped with heavy damage to both cars. Babu saw the accident from far away, stopped his cab, and ran towards them with the James’ gun.

    Slowly after few seconds, Retro came out of the car, moving the ruins; holding his gun. His car driver was dead. Omaya seemed to be injured badly; he was bleeding at the shoulder and right leg. James slowly crawled out of the driver seat easing him out of the air bag. Retro came to James, pulled him out and pointed his gun at his forehead, “you stupid a*s****!” James was also bleeding from nose and leg. James somehow found a gun in the cab while coming out; so he pointed that gun at retro’s stomach. On seeing the gun, Retro backed up a little bit.

  Omaya came out grunting from the back seat. Retro said to James, “ok. Let’s deal this softly, okay?”

“What deal?” asked James. Before the retro gave him an answer, Babu suddenly appeared holding a gun against them. Retro didn’t understand; James was confused; Omaya hoped for the best. Babu thought of doing some good by helping Omaya, that’s all he know; and of course his cab and 10,000 dollars. 

“Who the hell are you?” asked retro.

“It’s his cab” replied James.

“So?” asked Retro.

“Just leave this man alone!” yelled Babu pointing to Omaya.  James thought that the retro was a red-neck and he was there to kill him; but the retro came for Omaya and his diamonds; Babu thought that James was trying to take the diamonds from Omaya and he has no idea about retro.

So Babu pointed his gun at James and said, “I said leave him”

James yelled back, “I don’t know who that man is. Don’t point your gun at me!”

Retro was confused and asked James, “Then why are you protecting him?”

“I am not. I am just escaping!” shouted James. “What? You are not here for the diamonds?” asked Babu. “What diamonds?” asked James.

Time taken for the scene- 2 seconds!

      While these two were talking, Retro took the chance and snapped the James gun out of his hand and threw him onto the ground; while taking away James’ gun, he took two shots at James chest; James fell down with a sheer awe. Babu was a little late to understand that the Retro is the villain here. Babu aimed his gun at retro; Retro with his other hand holding the James’ gun took a shot at Babu. Unfortunately, the gun was empty- remember this gun? James gave it to martin for the blackmailing- Martin threw it in Babu’s cab- James took out while crawling out; yes it was empty. Babu was saved. Retro said, “Oops!”

           Before he pulled out his loaded gun, Babu took three shots on retro- 2 on chest, one in face!!With a defeated look, Retro collapsed on the ground. The unloaded gun fell in front of the James. James looked at it, smiled and then retired his eyes forever. Babu’s hands were trembling with fear. Omaya slowly stood up and looked at Babu and said, “Don’t worry, you did the right thing!” Babu nodded his sweating head.

“Now, take me away before the rest of the gang comes!” said Omaya. Babu came to him, took out his hand and wrapped him around his shoulder. They slowly moved towards the road.

 

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        So do you like the game? There’s no law or any philosophy here. And I ain’t talking about karma too! It’s just the way the world is. You wanna do good, everything helps out; but if you chose to do bad, I’m sorry mate, everything goes wrong. You can’t win all the time, because I am out there playing these little games with you. I hope you won’t be concerned until I cross your path.

         Be seeing you mate, yours

         Fate

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Reviews

[ScarlettTheDreamer]

AWESOME! I think this is the most complicated of all your stories that I've read.
The positioning and continuity of all the charecters were great! And the story in itself, awesome!
The confusing start was fantastic! The ending was fantastic too! This should so be a movie :)