Prologue
Sounds of carrying and dropping of heavy
cartons could be heard, some of the men
were carrying it out of the trailer and
dropping it on the floor while the others
were moving the cartons into the different
ships. They worked as quiet as possible, they had been given instructions and had to
follow through or pay with their lives if they
were found doing the opposite. The cool
breeze around the sea port added to their
strengths as sweats from their hardwork
were quickly dried up. Don Pedro and Lord Fredrick, close friends
and joint owners of the organization, walked
together around the port this cool evening.
Don Pedro had a pipe in his mouth from
which he took in occasional drags to warm
his body system. Lord Frederick also had a pipe in his hands but was more conscious of
someone's absence in the place than the
cold. They had worked together for over twenty
years to build this notorious corporation and
they were growing in strength everyday,
they were already a major threat to their
nation and everyone that opposed them and
their influence was expanding everyday. Over thirty years ago was when the two
Drug Lords had met, they were still less than
ten years each. They became friends on the
street and at that young age began to
involve themselves in petty criminal
activities like pickpocketing, stealing from bags of other kids in school and acting as
informants for senior criminals and armed
robbers. Their careless family backgrounds
had also contributed to their wayward lives.
For Pedro, his mother was a commercial sex
worker while his father was unknown. Frederick's mother had given birth to him
when she was a teenager and had given him
when he was still one to his father who
worked as a cleaner in a local brothel, he
was addicted to drinking and smoking and
he got killed one day after involving himself with a gangster. The friends started their drug dealing
business when they were just seventeen,
they had already dropped out of school after
their basic education, they started working
as carriers from streets to streets and then
towns to towns then they grew nationally and internationally. After two years of
beginning the operation, they started to
learn how to manufacture hard drugs from
the various raw materials like coca and
nicotiana tabacum. Soon, the business grew
and they built a large farm for these plants where they got the raw materials for the
bulk production of their goods. They managed to stay as invisible as
possible and away from the public and this
made their operations known but their
identities hidden. This visit to the operation centre was one of
their firsts after several weeks of leave in
another country, they had arrived back
suddenly without notice to anyone. Their
leave wasn't necessary an official one
because they had actually gone to make deals with other drug retailers in another
country. "Where the hell has Richard gone to?" Lord
Fredrick asked aloud. He got no response
from anyone, all the men working faced
their business as they would have still faced
the punishment for talking even though it
was one of their bosses who had asked a question, he needed to call a particular
person before they could answer his
question. Richard was the one who was kept in charge
while they were away. He was supposed to
be somewhere around the port but they had
not seen him since their arrival at the place. "We can't tell, this may be Richard's manner
of operation anytime we are away." Don
Pedro put in. Both of them continued to stroll round the
port, it was when they got closer to the
lodge they found out the reason for Richard's
absence with the boys working. "...aaaahh! Harder, harder!" They could hear
soft moans of lady from the window of the
storeroom. Nobody else except Richards
could have the audacity to be having sex
while the others were working. Don Pedro moved closer and knocked on the
window gently, the moaning seized for a
moment, there was quiteness and then it
began again, louder this time. Don Pedro
knocked again. "Who the hell is that?" They could hear
Richard blare out angrily. It took some seconds for Richard to open the
window and peep, a remorseful look
appeared on his face as he saw his bosses.
He quickly closed back the window and
dismissed the girl. A minute later, a girl with a very small
figure is seen running out of the place.
Richard appeared after some seconds. Don Frederick had an evil grin on as his eyes
met with Richard's. "Having fun, right?" "I'm sor..." Richard tried to plead but it was
too late, Lord Frederick had taken out his
pistol and sent in a bullet into Richard's
chest. Don Frederick immediately picked out his
phone and dialed one of his boys number.
"You guys should come meet us at the
warehouse now," he said and ended the call. "Why did you do that?" Don Pedro asked
after Lord Frederick's call. "The dude was
only catching some fun." "Not when on duty," Lord Frederick replied
with a smirk. "He deserved it." "Yeah, I never said he didn't deserve it. You
could have just shot him right at the place he
was using to have fun." Don Pedro said
wickedly pointing to the opened zip in
Richard's trousers.
