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IMMEDIATELY, Lucas got up and began walking away, towards the front yard of the mansion, Boogie, Zach and a few others got up and followed as well.
Minutes later, they were all in a room, together with the ones they had sent out on a mission. They were six men in all.
Lucas lowered himself on the medieval in the room, Zach on a smaller medieval close by, Boogie beside Lucas, and all others standing at strategic positions.
The six men stood right in front of Lucas.
“Report”, he commanded, and they immediately began giving reports.
Their spokesman cleared up his throat to speak.
“We succeeded…”.
“Oh wow!”, one of the men exclaimed out, interrupting.
“Just as planned, we had laid ambush in his estate, just around his mansion, and then we launched our attack. We did a lot of damages on their car and escaped before they could do anything”.
Lucas nodded.
“Mm, mm, good, good for a start”, he said, looking away.
“And one thing My Lord”, he said and Lucas turned to him.
“What?”, he asked.
“I think there was an emergency”.
“Emergency? How do you mean?”.
The spokesman cleared up his throat again.
“I mean, the target is being attacked by another set of people, we heard some gunshots from his compound as we laid in ambush, and then he came driving with a rush, and that was when we attacked”, he explained.
Zach glanced at Lucas.
“Meaning, he has another enemy aside us”, he said, more like a statement than a question.
“Well, that isn’t our concern, we know what we need from him, let’s get there and get it”, Lucas said.
“So, when we going again, and what we doing this time?”, Zach asked.
Boogie wanted to speak up and Lucas hushed him.
“First, how exactly did you guys carry out the attack?”, he asked.
“Er…, we banged the car, destroyed the glasses and other parts of the car with bullets, I mean, the car was badly damaged”, he replied.
Lucas nodded satisfactorily.
“I see, good. At least that sends a message”.
“Yeah”, Zach nodded in concurrence, “it gonna make him check out his life and right all wrongs”, he said.
“Okay, so, what we going to do next? Boogie?”, he called.
“My Lord”.
“You are good on this, bring it on”, he said.
***
Sparrow, Frost and the rest two men which Mr Redford had sent forth to get their men need not go far, for they saw him trotting down the estate as soon as they had driven out of the compound.
It was Frost who saw him first.
“Hey, is that not him?”, he asked pointing at a particular direction through the tinted glass of the car.
Others followed the direction he was pointing at with their gaze.
“Oh my! He is the one, he is the one”, Sparrow said and immediately swerved to the side of the road, then lowered the engine and immediately, they all got down the car.
Scrutinizing the environment with their eyes, Sparrow and Frost ran to him, while the other two stayed back, watching.
They couldn’t believe their eyes at what they saw, the guy they saw was so badly looking, and in a very bad state, looking weak with a tote bag hanging over his shoulder.
The blood which were all over his body was already clotted, and thick looking.
“My gee!”, Frost exclaimed.
“What could be in here?”, Sparrow asked and made to take the bag from him, but he refused, holding on tight to it.
They went shocked, despite the fact that he was weak, he still had the strength to hold onto the bag.
“It…”, he coughed, “it is for Boss”, he managed to mumble.
“We need to leave here immediately”, Frost said in alarm looking around.
“Yeah, sure”, Sparrow said and immediately, they helped the guy to the car, and then they sped off.
Immediately they got back to the house, Mr Redford and the rest men back home stepped out.
Sparrow didn’t even drive to the garage, he stopped right in front of the house and they all alighted.
“You saw just one of them?”, Mr Redford asked.
Sparrow shrugged and Jack pulled up a kind of ‘I told you’ look.
“Mmmmmmm”, he growled, fisting his hands, and gnashing his teeth.
“Boss, we saw him not to far from here, and I think he has a message for you”, Sparrow said.
“A message? What message would such an almost dead man have for me?”, he asked and they all turned to the guy.
“Can he even talk? Can he even hear me? He is better off dead, jeez!”, he said.
“Where is the other?”, Scott asked.
“He… he…”, he trailed off, then weakly raised up his head.
“What is even in there Sparrow?”, Mr Redford asked pointing at the bag which he still had hanging over his shoulder.
“Sir, he has refused anyone taking it from him, or even having a peep into it”, Sparrow replied.
“We asked and he said it’s for Boss”, Frost chipped in.
Mr Redford’s eyes widened in astonishment.
“Me?”, he rhetorically questioned and then turned back to the guy.
“What do you have in there? Speak or I help finish you up”, he barked.
“It’s… it’s a gift, he said it’s a gift”, he coughed out and then dropped the bag, it fell with a thud on the ground.
“What gi…”, the next thing they saw interrupted him.
As soon as the bag fell from him, it opened and a dismembered head rolled out, with face up.
“Ohhhhhhh!”, a few of them exclaimed and retraced backwards, all eyes now fixated on the head.
If there was anything anger or more than, that was what Mr Redford felt as he stared at the ‘gift’ on the ground, already recognizing who and what it was.
So this was the gift.
It was a really horrific and disgusting thing to behold, it was better seen than imagined.
They were still staring at it and contemplating on what next to do when suddenly, a very defeaning sound clouded their ears, and the next thing they could see was smoke everywhere, and a dismembered body lieing on the floor.
The guy was blown off.