DON'T GET CAUGHT

DON'T GET CAUGHT EPISODE TWENTY TWO

This wasn't right and whoever was pulling that joke on me should have known that it was not funny. I c****d my gun and went out to check around thinking that maybe whoever dropped that box was still within the compound but there was no one.

I was in deep thought, could the person who sent the mask have stolen Finch's coffin I mean I have alot of those cases given the fact that the grave was not cemented and why the mask, what exactly was going on?.

I got a call from my boss and he told me to meet him up at some place. He said he was with Joe. Joe was our gun supplier and he had been for a long time. When Finch died, and our warehouse was raised, he thought guys would sell him out so he went under ground and my boss got connected back to him and I don't know through who. Joe knew we did clean business and we brought in cash, dirty money but it made him filthy rich. I will not lie to you, drug money is not clean money, it's blood money because most of the times there is death involved maybe for overdose of cocaine or robbery but at the end of it all, money was money right?..

I got to Joe's place. It was some sort of a godown hidden in a place that no one could tell business took place. The guns, and bombs he had were illegally into the country and the lesser the people who knew the better. My boss called me there because he wanted me to pick the weapons I needed by myself and I was on it.

Before Finch died we had decided to settle down and live a drug free life, more like venture into other business that would give us a good name but on second thoughts, this is what I was good at. In drug business, you make a thousand times what you would make in an average business everyday and my duty was to set things straight in the drug world, be the best and take care of my boss and the people who meant life to me. I was beast and I wasn't going to be beast suiting in some office somewhere signing checks and attending meetings. If I was going to attend a y meetings, it had to be based on strategies on how to take control of he market and Mark territories and make large distributions or eliminate people yeah....that was my purpose.

Joe: my guy...it's good to see you on your feet again.

We exchanged greetings. Joe knew about my double identity and I only showed him the other me because my boss told him about me and my mask otherwise his gang wouldn't have allowed a suspicious looking guy up to his office.

Me: that was a close to death experience but it's all good. So what do you have?..

Joe: you boss here says you want explosives, sniper riffles and handguns with silencers so you can start from here..

There were all sort of guns arranged on the wall from pistols, hand guns, machine guns, riffles the place was packed.

Me: tell me about this..

I said pointing to one which he got from the wall.

Joe: this is a heckler and Koch mp5. It's the most famous machine gun Unlike other machine pistols, the MP5 fires from a closed bolt making it the most accurate machine gun of all times.

I nodded and checked it out trying to aim and it was a good one. Then we moved to the next..

Joe: this is a Beretta M9A3 made in Italy, we also have Beretta 92fs semi automatic and other modern survival guns..

I nodded as I felt the Beretta M9A3 gun in my hand and I loved it. I don't even think I wanted to continue seeing the guns because I had already seen what I wanted..

Me: so do you have explosives.. I'm looking for landmine bombs..

My boss looked at me as if the terrorism was now running in my blood.

Joe: landmines are very dangerous.

Me: I know that but there are people I need to keep off. They step on that, they say goodbye to this cruel word. It's only me and him that needs to know where the bombs are planted. The rest of the people are collateral damage.

Boss: Beast!

Me: today, I got this by my door step. People know that since we don't have guards whom they killed, they can check in and out of the compound the way the want. We want to reduce that. We blow up two or more people, they will keep off trust me.

Boss: okay, bit of o step on that s**t and die it's on you.

I smiled briefly and asked Joe to pack up by gun and the explosives and after my boss sorted it out, we walked out of that place and I must say I was excited about my new toys..

Boss: I don't trust the landmines.

He said helping me get the stuff on the back seat.

Me: don't worry. I will mark everywhere I will put one.

Boss: okay... So who sent you the mask and where did it come from?

Me: obviously from the grave and as for the person who sent it, I'm yet to find out and as we speak, I'm headed home then when it's a bit dark, I will go to the grave site

Boss: what if someone is trying to lure you out there so that they can kill you?

Me: I only know one person who would ever want to that and with my gun, I'm ready for him.

Boss: Dondi?

Me: yeah. He thinks he is the last man standing. There is something I have not told you.

Boss: okay,

Me: there is a woman who goes by the name Emily, she is our neighbors and there is something about her I haven't place my hand on.

Boss: what, you think she is involved in all these?

Me: that's what I don't know but be careful. She was aware about the guys who shot your wife. When I confronted her she admitted to knowing Dondi but she claimed she wants Dondi dead because he has been blackmailing her into handing me over and stuff. She seems genuine but scared at the same time but with her being scared means she can do anything. Dondi has her daughter so we can't trust her to think straight.

Boss: it's good that you have informed me and I will be on the look out. Are we going home?

Me: yeah sure. I need to go back and wear different clothes from this. I want to find out if Finch's coffin is still intact.

Boss: what if it's not?

I didn't have an answer to that and I didn't want to imagine the possibility of the coffin missing. Finch's coffin cost us a fortune and it's one of those coffins that someone could definitely steal and resell, that was not news..

I got in my car, yeah the range that my boss gave to me and I was going a head of him as he followed me from behind. We got home and I had like an hour before I went to the grave. I wanted to go there at night so that no one could really follow me there or rather no one from the grave site would know that I was there to do some digging.

In the one hour that was left, my boss and I decided to plant some of the landmines around the entrance of the house as a trap for those people who were freely roaming inside the compound. We also Put some mark with white paint to mark every point we put the landmines.

Me: I think we are good to go.

Boss: yeah and you have a visitor.

He said pointing the gate with his nose and when I turned I saw Candy fast approaching..

Me: stop!.

I shouted as I headed towards her so as to prevent her from stepping on those...

Me: what are you doing here?

I said dragging her away from the explosives then she pulled her arm from my hold.

Candy: we need to talk.

Me: about what?

Candy: Steve!

Me: listen, I'm a bit busy right now and I don't think it's a good time to....you know..

Candy: where are you going?

She asked when she saw me get in my range and she didn't wait for me to give her a response, she got in too and I gave her an "I don't know what the hell you think you are doing" look but she didn't care and she didn't get off either.

I loaded my new gun with bullets and started the car. I drove off while my boss got back to the house to get some rest. He wanted to come with me saying he was already good at Target shooting but I didn't trust him to watch my back so I decided to go alone but then candy happened..

Me: where do I drop you off?

Candy: you are not dropping me off and I'm not getting out of this car until you listen to me.

I drove at my normal killer speed and she was there holding on to her seat but she couldn't scream or telling me anything because she was not invited inside the car in the first place.

The road was clear and there was no traffic since I was going against it. The cops were not on the way so my driving didn't cause any alarm..

Candy: where are we going?..

Me: to the cemetery.

Candy: whooah, okay slow down will you?

Me: what, are you afraid of death?

Candy: I swear I don't know what I saw in you, did that sickness screw with your head,.. my Steve would never be this careless.

Me: look at me...look at me...

I said stopping the car abruptly and it's a good thing she was wearing her seatbelt because she would have flown out through the windscreen.

She held to her chest and took a deep breath.

Me: I don't know what you want from me but trust me you will not get it.. is he using you to get to me?

Candy: what are you talking about?

I pulled the mask from the compartment as waved it to her face, does this remind you of something?

Candy: that's your mask.

Me: yeah,did you drop it by my door?

Candy: really steve?

Me: you have access to the house, my house and I found this nicely wrapped up in a gift box. Did you drop it there?

Candy: No.

Me: well someone did and I don't know where they got it from because I had put this inside Finch's coffin.

She looked at me quite shaken then opened the door and got out and started crying.. these are the things I was trying to avoid. I was not on a romantic get away to start soothing her, I was out there for serious business...

Me: what are you doing?.

She didn't respond but continued walking and I had to follow her with the car. She was upset over stuff I couldn't tell and I didn't have the time to play counselor.

Me: get back in the car Candy..

Candy: just go I will find my way home.

Me: are you kidding me right now?

Candy: no, you are tough right, you are the Beast and you don't care if you are hurting people's feelings as long as you massage your ego. I was stupid to think...

I didn't let her finish that, I really didn't have the time to argue so I rushed up to her, grabbed her, lifted her to my shoulder and she shouted for me to put her down but I didn't. I opened the door to the front seat and dumped her inside the car and put on her seat belt for her then went to the other side, got in and drove off. She was still bickering and stuff but she was in the car.

We got to the cemetery and I drove all the way to where we had buried Finch. I had a flash light with me and when I flashed it on the head stone, everything was intact. The ground didn't look dug up and nothing had been interfered with.

Candy got out of the car and joined me.

Candy: what are you looking for?

Me: hold here..

I said giving her the flash light which she held anyway.

I reached for the spade that I had carried in the boot and started digging up the grave and from her face, candy was very nervous. She kept looking around to make sure we were alone..

Candy: why are you disturbing the dead?

Me: the dead don't send people gifts candy.

Candy: you think he is not inside the grave?

I didn't know how to answer that. Isn't that why we were there?

Me: I don't know what to think Candy. There is only one way to find out.

I dug all the way down until I could feel the coffin but I still had to find out that Finch was in there or rather I had to find out if my mask was still there.

Candy: are you sure you want to do this, I remember how hard it was for you to move on when you found out Finch was dead.

I got down and pushed the soil away from the coffin and now we could properly see the coffin. Now this is what gave me cold chills. The coffin that was buried in there was not the same coffin that we had buried Finch in.

Candy: wait, that's not Finch's coffin..

I put the gun on my waist and jumped in then nervously pulled up the upper side of the coffin and it flew open and the coffin to my surprise was empty. There was no one in it or a sign of bones or anyone being in there.. it had only been less than a year so atleast we should have found bones or something.

Candy: do you think he is alive..

That was answered by gunshots that got our car then I realized we were not alone and whoever was shooting at us wanted us to know that Finch was not in that grave...

Candy ran back to the car and started it then reversed it and I jumped in from the other side and she drove off with the guys shooting at us.. it was dark and we couldn't see anyone but from behind I saw atleast three guys.... The question was if Finch was not in that grave then where the hell was he, I saw him dead, I buried him my damn self...