ETCHED XV
Chapter 15(part 1!)😂...Happy Reading!
Chapter 15 pt 1
***some years ago***
There are a lot of things that become quite easy when you have a considerable amount of cash in this country .One being totally reinventing yourself and your identity.When James Ayi Kingsford was only twelve years old, he knew two things were very certain in his life. He knew there was no way his father was going to live past thirty- five and also that if he didn't become overly ambitious in life, he was going to die a pauper.
True to the fact, his father passed away from alcohol poisoning one night and James being left alone, since his mother had died from misery , had to go to the harsh streets to fend for himself. Life in the streets was no picnic and as things metarmophosed from soft- linen bad to top- grade iron armour worst, James joined one of the street gangs.
He quickly found out that he was a natural and soon rose through the ranks from a little pickpocket to a dangerous hitman for hire by the time he was twenty five. The money from the hits he made came fast and left as quickly as it came since he lavished it on girls and frivolous expeditions.
He got one of the girls pregnant and came face to face to the cruel side of life. He was behind payments on basically all bills and his landlord was becoming less friendly by the minute. He was in debt and clients weren't paying as much as they used to. One day however, he met Mr. Blankson's son in a bar somewhere and once they got to talking, they came to the realization that Fiifi had a job and James was the perfect fit for it.
They had hatched an elaborate plan and gone over each other's cut of the spoil but after the job, James became more greedy and blackmailed Fiifi for more money. Fiifi wanting the blackmail to stop, tried to have James killed but he was way in over his head and got himself a taste of why James was a feared hitman in the underworld.
Fiifi after his failed attempt to kill James fled the country and went into hiding. James with the considerable money he had accrued from the assassination of Mr Blankson and his early blackmail of Blankson junior, reinvented himself and invested in a legitimate freight business.
But career criminals like James hardly ever change and by the time his daughter was fifteen years, he had taken reigns of the freight company from the original CEO who had died from an "accident ". The freight company then was transformed to a very lucrative arms trafficking organization that trafficked arms from the Middle East to Sub-saharan African countries.
They armed petty thieves from the little alleys of Freetown to hardened criminals living in lofty mansions in Lagos. Of course as a front, the company shipped cocoa and lumber. James then became one of the richest men in Ghana. One day as he sat in his home, his daughter, now thirty years brought a man he was introduced to as Philip Dwomoh.
"We are colleagues dad and we are in love" His daughter whom he had named Abigail chatted excitedly that time. Something had seemed quite peculiar about the young man at that time but he couldn't place his finger it. He had reluctantly accepted when his daughter announced that she was going to marry the young man.
For the mean while ,he investigated his background . It was a routine check which he had to do since Phyll was going to be a part of the family after all. He had no idea he was going to find so many skeletons hiding in the young man's closet.
His first shock came when he discovered that the young man's father was the man Fiifi had paid him to assassinate . His double shock came when he found out again that Fiifi had resurfaced and was masquerading as a good online friend to Phyll ,giving him investment advice.
He had pulled himself from the gaping chasm of the shock by deciding he was going to kill Fiifi this time and end that chapter of his life once and for all. He hatched an elaborate plan to lure Fiifi out through Phyll and his daughter's wedding.
He had got his daughter on board by telling her his origin story and threatened her about how if she didn't help him kill Fiifi , the least thing their family was going to worry about was where they were going to bury his dead body after the state had executed him as an enemy of the state for treason.
Fiifi during his exile , had found Jesus and had repented. He had resolved that the only way he could attain redemption for his past misdeeds was if he made things right. This he set about doing by helping Phyll to get majority shares of the company his father was supposed to have run in the first place.
He had also contacted the BNI and helped them build a case against James who was now called Chief Nukpor -Ankrah by everyone. All this a security personnel Chief (James) had bribed informed him of. His daughter had still not quite got on board with the plan until jealousy had caused her to agree fully with her father's scheme.
Seeing Phil fawn all over Eloise even goaded her on more. The plan had been going on smoothly until Eloise's accident had disrupted everything.
***The present***
"You! ..." Eloise and Phil screamed in tandem.
"are ...here... " Phil stuttered with a million thoughts racing through his head. He had to tread very carefully lest he aroused the attention of Abigail's father.
"what are you talking about honey? " Abigail asked surprised.
"And where else do you think we should be? " her father added.
"Gee.. Bro... relax... Your friend... Her maid of honor " Grant remarked while pointing his finger at Abigail "just had a panic attack and you question us while we we here ?"
Now all the while Eloise had fallen short of words and had not made any meaningful statement after her interjectory-like 'you'
"Out!.. Everybody ouuuuuuut! "She barked suddenly and jerked everyone into attention and confusion simultaneously.
The tension in the room transferred to the hall when an army of nurses stormed the room and drove the small party out there. None of them quite understood what had happened . They all stared at each other suspiciously and quietly until a timid nurse came out of the room and told Phil that Eloise had asked to speak to him alone....
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Chapter 15 pt 1
***some years ago***
There are a lot of things that become quite easy when you have a considerable amount of cash in this country .One being totally reinventing yourself and your identity.When James Ayi Kingsford was only twelve years old, he knew two things were very certain in his life. He knew there was no way his father was going to live past thirty- five and also that if he didn't become overly ambitious in life, he was going to die a pauper.
True to the fact, his father passed away from alcohol poisoning one night and James being left alone, since his mother had died from misery , had to go to the harsh streets to fend for himself. Life in the streets was no picnic and as things metarmophosed from soft- linen bad to top- grade iron armour worst, James joined one of the street gangs.
He quickly found out that he was a natural and soon rose through the ranks from a little pickpocket to a dangerous hitman for hire by the time he was twenty five. The money from the hits he made came fast and left as quickly as it came since he lavished it on girls and frivolous expeditions.
He got one of the girls pregnant and came face to face to the cruel side of life. He was behind payments on basically all bills and his landlord was becoming less friendly by the minute. He was in debt and clients weren't paying as much as they used to. One day however, he met Mr. Blankson's son in a bar somewhere and once they got to talking, they came to the realization that Fiifi had a job and James was the perfect fit for it.
They had hatched an elaborate plan and gone over each other's cut of the spoil but after the job, James became more greedy and blackmailed Fiifi for more money. Fiifi wanting the blackmail to stop, tried to have James killed but he was way in over his head and got himself a taste of why James was a feared hitman in the underworld.
Fiifi after his failed attempt to kill James fled the country and went into hiding. James with the considerable money he had accrued from the assassination of Mr Blankson and his early blackmail of Blankson junior, reinvented himself and invested in a legitimate freight business.
But career criminals like James hardly ever change and by the time his daughter was fifteen years, he had taken reigns of the freight company from the original CEO who had died from an "accident ". The freight company then was transformed to a very lucrative arms trafficking organization that trafficked arms from the Middle East to Sub-saharan African countries.
They armed petty thieves from the little alleys of Freetown to hardened criminals living in lofty mansions in Lagos. Of course as a front, the company shipped cocoa and lumber. James then became one of the richest men in Ghana. One day as he sat in his home, his daughter, now thirty years brought a man he was introduced to as Philip Dwomoh.
"We are colleagues dad and we are in love" His daughter whom he had named Abigail chatted excitedly that time. Something had seemed quite peculiar about the young man at that time but he couldn't place his finger it. He had reluctantly accepted when his daughter announced that she was going to marry the young man.
For the mean while ,he investigated his background . It was a routine check which he had to do since Phyll was going to be a part of the family after all. He had no idea he was going to find so many skeletons hiding in the young man's closet.
His first shock came when he discovered that the young man's father was the man Fiifi had paid him to assassinate . His double shock came when he found out again that Fiifi had resurfaced and was masquerading as a good online friend to Phyll ,giving him investment advice.
He had pulled himself from the gaping chasm of the shock by deciding he was going to kill Fiifi this time and end that chapter of his life once and for all. He hatched an elaborate plan to lure Fiifi out through Phyll and his daughter's wedding.
He had got his daughter on board by telling her his origin story and threatened her about how if she didn't help him kill Fiifi , the least thing their family was going to worry about was where they were going to bury his dead body after the state had executed him as an enemy of the state for treason.
Fiifi during his exile , had found Jesus and had repented. He had resolved that the only way he could attain redemption for his past misdeeds was if he made things right. This he set about doing by helping Phyll to get majority shares of the company his father was supposed to have run in the first place.
He had also contacted the BNI and helped them build a case against James who was now called Chief Nukpor -Ankrah by everyone. All this a security personnel Chief (James) had bribed informed him of. His daughter had still not quite got on board with the plan until jealousy had caused her to agree fully with her father's scheme.
Seeing Phil fawn all over Eloise even goaded her on more. The plan had been going on smoothly until Eloise's accident had disrupted everything.
***The present***
"You! ..." Eloise and Phil screamed in tandem.
"are ...here... " Phil stuttered with a million thoughts racing through his head. He had to tread very carefully lest he aroused the attention of Abigail's father.
"what are you talking about honey? " Abigail asked surprised.
"And where else do you think we should be? " her father added.
"Gee.. Bro... relax... Your friend... Her maid of honor " Grant remarked while pointing his finger at Abigail "just had a panic attack and you question us while we we here ?"
Now all the while Eloise had fallen short of words and had not made any meaningful statement after her interjectory-like 'you'
"Out!.. Everybody ouuuuuuut! "She barked suddenly and jerked everyone into attention and confusion simultaneously.
The tension in the room transferred to the hall when an army of nurses stormed the room and drove the small party out there. None of them quite understood what had happened . They all stared at each other suspiciously and quietly until a timid nurse came out of the room and told Phil that Eloise had asked to speak to him alone....
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