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A CAT HAS 9 LIVES THE TRUE TRAITOR
" I need a cigarette," I said, scowling out the window. Umberto was seated beside me as the limo drove on. He brought out his own cigarette case and offered me but I rejected it. I've learnt Israel never smoked any cigarette but the ones specially customised for him. His cigarettes were rich and smelt entirely different from many others. It was special and costs loads and loads of money to make which was why he never offered anyone his cigarettes. I was exhausted and needed sleep but more importantly, I needed to smoke. My nerves were fluttering. " Well, I hope you're happy now," Pietro gnashed his teeth at me. He sat opposite me and his mean expression told me he was disappointed in me. " You would if you'd just screwed a woman like Melinda," I returned. Pietro's face burned. " Santa Maria, that's our brother's wife. If it were someone else, I'd have told you knock yourself out. But Mario? That's something different. Mario would never forgive you for what you've just don
A CAT HAS 9 LIVES JERICHO'S MEMORIES
" Hey, idiot," a familiar voice woke me up. " What are you doing? Wake up." I opened my eyes slightly and saw Israel standing over me. I groaned and sat up. " Not you again." Israel regarded me without enthusiasm. " You got shot again?" " Multiple times, thank you," I said and stood to my feet. " How many lives have I got now?" " Seven," Israel said and be suddenly looked angry. " Can't you go over a year without dying? You're wasting lives." " Well I think I could've lasted a little longer if your beloved brother hadn't drilled my entire body with bullets." Israel narrowed his eyes. " Umberto?" " Yeah," I folded my arms. " The bastard's the one who gave Pepi orders to shoot you the night you died." Israel and I were inside a room I suddenly recognized. It was Smitten's living room. " Say, why are we here?" I asked when he didn't reply me. He wandered off to the settee in the room and sat down. " We're here to know the truth," he answered. " Tell me what happened. I want
A CAT HAS 9 LIVES RATS
Umberto returned home to his villa about an hour ago. He had immersed himself into a hot bath and had completely forgotten about everything that happened that night. The bath was an indoor steam pool which Umberto had spent an incredible amount of money to construct. He sighed as he felt the stress of the night being relieved off him. His mind quickly drifted off to his great plans. He smiled at the thought. He had his major problem taken care of. What was left would be a piece of cake. Just then, his butler knocked on the door. " Senor, there's a phone call for you. It's from a Japanese woman. She wishes to speak to you." " That must be Nagisa," Umberto said to himself. Then he raised his voice. " Put her through, I'll speak to her in here." Within an arm reach from the steam pool, was the telephone. Umberto reached for it and placed the receiver on his ears. " Hello, Nagisa?" He said, then frowned. " Of course he's dead. Why do you have so little fate in me. We confirmed th
A CAT HAS 9 LIVES UMBERTO CONFESSES
I stood over Umberto, the rat dangling in my hand. Umberto raised his voice. " Wait, wait, wait. I'll tell you everything you need to know about the Capellos, about Lorelei, everything."I cocked my head to one side. " Huh? Everything?"Umberto swallowed, he was sweating like a pig. " Yes. Everything."I stared down at him for a long time. I was sure he was just as scared of the rats than he was scared of dying. " Alright," I drew out a chair and sat before him. I still held the rat in my hand. " I've got lots of questions and I'd want some really good answers."Umberto replied sharply. " You got it. Now unbind me from these chains."I raised my hand up. " Not yet. My questions must all be answered before I decide wether to let you go or not," I paused, while I studied him. " Why did you have me killed weeks ago before now?"Umberto hesitated but the sight of that rat decided him. " Well, because Lorelei and I shared the same interest."" What common interests?" I asked. " We wante
A CAT HAS 9 LIVES I'M PREGNANT
Hi, my name's Jericho Clay and I'm a sixty-five years old farmer. I got murdered by my wife and my best friend and was suddenly reincarnated into the body of one of the most ruthless Mafia boss of all time, Giovanni Israel. It was fun while it lasted. More importantly, I've got nine lives to save Israel's criminal empire from the clutches of the mysterious Lorelei Capello. No joke, I got to discover one of Israel's brothers was a traitor but I handled him just right. Now I have a new mission. The mission in Tokyo Japan. I was going to find Nagisa, a frontman to Lorelei. I have no idea what's in store for me but I'm pumped up for action. Closing my journal, I put it away and ran my hands over my face. I reached out for my cigarette case and took out a cigarette and burned the end up. Drawing in the rich smoke, I sighed contently and relaxed more in my chair. Man I felt great. Israel's customized cigarette was one in a million but the cost of these cigarette was highway robber
A CAT HAS 9 LIVES GET RID OF IT
The Mercedes Benz pulled up before a cheap hotel. Tipping my hat to completely cover my face, I came out of the car, I grabbed my briefcase and ran up the flight of stairs to the lobby. Sienna drove the Mercedes further towards the parking lot to put it away. The receptionist was this fat smiling Japanese guy who gave me the creeps. Knife stood waiting at the counter for me. The moment Knife saw me, his face brightened. He hurried over to me and quickly grabbed my briefcase. " Great to see you again, boss," he said and his face told me how much he meant it. If I hadn't been spooked twenty minutes ago, I'd have given him back the same energy. But I wasn't in such a damn cheerful mood. I grunted and walked passed him and the receptionist. Knife hurried into the elevator before it shut. As the elevator rode us up to the sixth floor, Knife began talking. " It's been hell sticking around with that Ginny broad. She's causing me a hell of Trouble. Glad you came just in time. I'd
A CAT HAS 9 LIVES YOU'RE NOT ISRAEL, ARE YOU?
I walked into the room, my free hand holding the end of my cigarette. Knife, Ginny and Sienna were waiting for me. They all looked up as I walked in. I didn't wait for anyone. I began talking. " Alright, everyone listen up. I arranged for this meeting cause we're on a special mission." I paused to let that sink into their skulls. When no one answered, I proceeded. To Ginny, I asked, " what've you got for me, Ginny?" Ginny had grown thinner. I could tell the snow made her that way. Still, Ginny wasn't the type to go less attractive. She was always attractive wether thin, fat or slim. Ginny crushed her cigarette. She was seated beside the window. " Nothing special. I showed knife Nagisa's home. Her family are made up of numerous families all together. Uncles, grandparents, aunties, cousins and so on. It's an extended family. They're scattered across Japan. Nagisa lives with her Uncle. She works as a geisha at her uncle's Chashitsu." I frowned. " What's a Chashitsu?" " A Cha
A CAT HAS 9 LIVES I'M KEEPING IT
" YOU'RE NOT ISRAEL, ARE YOU?!" She asked. I felt cold fingers crawling up my spine. " What did you say?!"" Jericho," Sienna said. " You must be Jericho, is that correct?!"**Sienna had driven me away from the hotel in her Mercedes. She believed the walls have ears and decided we should talk where we'd never be heard. We arrived at a small Japanese outdoor restaurant where Sienna ordered Shioyaki and beer. Shioyaki was simply salt-grilled fish on a stick. " It may look like a simple ‘fish-on-a-stick," Sienna said as the waiter dropped the dishes on the table and bowed out. " But there’s more to shioyaki than meets the eye. The fish has been ‘salt-grilled’, a particular Japanese technique that sees the fish, usually heavily-salted mackerel, left to marinade overnight and then grilled over flames the next morning."I picked a stick and opened my mouth to take a bite." Be warned," she said sharply. " Shioyaki is super salty. But it's perfectly accompaniment to an ice cold jug of
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