Chapter 2: The Setup
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After her call cut, the Don dialed a phone number and waited for the call to connect while pacing frantically. “Hello boss” a husky voice sounded, “take all the men you can and retrieve my scissors as fast as possible”, the Don ordered.
He had been working tirelessly on gradually taking over the Sicilian drug market after the murder of Anie.
That was all that needed to be done and he knew it was a matter of minutes before he would get a confirmation call. Brownie was his most reliable marksman amongst his Mexican hitmen, and had a reputation of carrying instructions to the latter.
Meanwhile within the walls of St. Augustine's college the environment is unusually tense as the doctor on ground had confirmed that Santa was still unconscious after every possible effort had been made, the next option was to call an ambulance so he can be moved to the general hospital, but that will only be possible if the Don and his men approved. So they called the men and explained to them, of which they called the Don and handed the phone to the doctor who explained in details the situation on ground and got his approval, but he insisted his men must accompany the ambulance since he trusted no one except his men, and wanted guaranteed safety of his son from any possible rival cartels.
Claire sat down in distress, “I should have left spur at home, but he has been a source of joy and comfort to me.” She began to reflect.
Right there, lost in deep thought of what will become of her, Grego tapped her and ordered “ join the ambulance”.
To avoid further issues, she beckoned on Sylvia who was standing perplexed at her side.
“Take care of spur, I will be back soon” she instructed.
She then hurriedly hopped on the waiting ambulance.
1:30 pm, Sitting in the cool of his office, the Don waited calmly, still bothered on which direction to move first when Brownie burst into his office carrying scissors in his arms. She was looking pale, having been hit on the shoulder by a bullet by the rival gang, but fortunately she killed the two men who were the main target, And also drove herself to the safe house before she called Don pedro then blacked out.
On inspecting the wound he discovered the bullet wound wasn't fatal, and from experience it was only a matter of time before she would wake up.
At the sight of this a thought hit the Don, and he smiled. He drew Brownie closer and told him what to do.
“Yes boss” he nodded.
The plan was simple: sedate his cousin Scissors, with enough dose to last 6 hours, remove the bullet, then dump her in an address that will be sent to him in the next 1 hour. Then call Claire with a cloned number and tell her there is an emergency at home.
3.pm, Dr Nick receives a gift wrapped in white ribbon, on seeing this he understands instantly that whatever is inside was a message from the cartel. He was their secret physician and insider in the hospital unknown to everyone else. He hurries into his office and shuts the door behind him.
“I am aware of Santa's accident but who knows what more the Don wants”, he spoke aloud to himself.
On opening the package he discovers it was a coded instruction to him, still tensed he read out.
“My name is Claire, i sent your details to my mail, I sent it now,”
“Claire is in trouble but I have to comply,” he said.
He understood the message perfectly, the Don was requesting him to pull Miss Claire's personal and contact information from the hospital's database and send it to the cartel immediately via email.
“Some days are like that he says”, and without hesitation he rushes to the already turned on PC in his office and transmits the needed information.
Thirty Five minutes later Brownie had concluded the bullet extraction, and also hastily sprayed her hair color to golden as a cover up, but didn't clean the wound. He also sedated Angela(scissors) without removing the blood stained clothes, then carefully laid her in the back of his Chevrolet sedan, when an SMS entered his phone, he looked at the address then started the engine. All hell is about to be let loose.
Driving at 40km per hour speed for about 5 minutes he locates the church, then counts Three streets to the right, he slows down.
He turns left and turns off the engine. A building close by gets his attention, he stares at it longingly, “this apartment opposite looks like the type we lived in before this bastard took away my family, but whatever happens I will get my revenge, it's only gonna take me a little more patience. I will surely make him beg when the time comes” he muttered in a low tone.
“Back to work buddy”, he instructs himself and turns to face the unconscious body of miss angela lying at the back of the sedan.
Apartment 3275 belonging to Miss Claire was very easy for Brownie to locate, he carefully walked around the bungalow calling out her name while scanning the neighborhood to see if anyone was in sight.
He knew the drills and of course within a few minutes he carefully walked to the back door since no one was insight and forced it open. On gaining access to the house, he locates the control to the garage and presses the switch, he immediately hurries out and drives his vehicle out of where he was parked into the garage, and closes the garage doors, once inside he Put on his glove, lifts Scissors unconscious body into the living room. Drops blank cartridges on the floor, smashes a picture frame on the floor. Turns the table upside down, smashes the flower vase, repositions the sofa, and pushes the back door open. Making the house look like there had been a fight. He then reopens the garage and drives out. After which he jams the garage from outside, work done.
He drives off but swerves out of the road less than a minute later to the back of the old church. He then turns off the engine.
Still seated in his car, he dials a call,
“Job done boss.”, Brownie say's immediately the Don picked.
“Go on with the follow up call.” Don instructed.
He cut the call, then changed the sim card and dialed the number previously sent to him.
On first ring, a female voice picks
“Hello this Claire sayed the voice”
“We have a parcel for you ma'am,” Brownie said.
“Okay, can you come back later please?” Claire replied,
“I don't mind waiting for another couple of minutes if you could come down ASAP, The parcel is labeled emergency”, he spoke sound convincing
“Okay, I will be there in 10 minutes” she replied and hung up.
He then walked hastily down the street, scaled a fence then traced his way to the thicket behind her backyard where he hid in the shadows of the woods, knowing fully well that her most possible line of action will be to dump her into the woods should the setup work as planned.
However on a second thought he puts a call across to Grego who confirms that Mrs Claire has hurriedly left the hospital after receiving his call and that he has sent two other cartel members on the Don's instructions to trail her in case of any eventualities.
Smiling to himself Brownie now confirmed that the Don wasn't taking chances in this matter.
While waiting back to get some evidence against Miss Claire some men were covering the front, it all made sense to him now.
Brownie smiled, “The Don has always been on top of his game.”
Three minutes later a message enters his phone. Then to his utmost surprise the network service indicator on his phone was now showing no service.
“What the hell, no network? What is going on?” Brownie muttered as he squeezed his face in anger. Unknown to Brownie the cartel members sitting in their vehicle few blocks from the building had turned on cell jammers so that no building within 400 meters radius could make a call, this way Claire will be thrown into panic mode since she won't be able to call the police or any friend, and will be forced to look for an alternative way to d
ispose the assumed dead body in her apartment.
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