Konto was packing his bag in the bedroom. With the death of Ofoe his hit man, he knew he had to get to hiding as soon as possible.
The arrest of the former Senate President also meant the authorities might soon be looking for him.
He cursed Isipoki for bringing ruin to him.
“He failed at everything,” Konto screamed in frustration. “He didn’t finish the job he was given. And yet he refused to die properly.”
He heard a sound and turned. He screamed so loud at the man standing by the door.
Isipoki smiled. He wasn’t wearing the face mask again. His face was already everywhere. He didn't need to hide it again.
“You, how…?”
“Did you think those thugs out there stood a chance against me?” Isipoki laughed.
“I didn’t mean to ehm, ehm…”
“Send your assassin to kill me?”
“It's all a misunder
