DREADFUL MISTAKE

DREADFUL MISTAKE 

I’m sorry but, Carl Adams gave up the ......

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Diana gasped and jumped out of bed, there was bids of sweat all over her forehead and down to her neck. It was the same nightmare again, she hadn’t dreamt in awhile and now it was back. 

It felt so so real, more realistic than the previous ones she had been having, she had to do something about these nightmares before she goes crazy. 

Diana held her face with both hands, tears trickled down her cheekbones, she still couldn’t get everything that happened out of head; she could easily continue the dream in reality as she knew exactly what happened when the doctor came in. 

It been four months, and Carl and died of a heart disease; a sickness he didn’t tell anyone about, not even his own mother. Diana had cried her eyes out that day at the hospital, she had created a scene when she started rolling on the floor with her wedding gown.

However, things got really complicated when Carl’s father brought out a nine millimeter pistol and pointed it at her inside the hospital, even with the gun pointed at her; Diana remembered clearly that she was ready to die at that moment. She wanted him to take the shot, at least she’d be with Carl in the nether world. The gun didn’t in anyway scare her at that moment as she had giving up everything, death was worth it. 

Nevertheless, even if she wanted her own death; her parents didn’t want it. They stood in front of the gun, protecting their daughter who was at the same time screaming for Carl’s father to pull the trigger. The hospital security helped situations and retrieved the gun from Carl’s father, both George and Benita and sworn right there that they’d kill Diana where ever they saw her, even as the security guards took them out, they kept swearing and yelling. 

Diana had to flee the city following the orders of her father and that was how she ended up in Ohio, living alone and having the same nightmares at least once every week. 

She hadn’t gotten over Carl, his face, scent, everything was still very fresh in her mind. Men had been approaching her, but she ignored every single one of them. Diana was battling pain deep inside her but she tried much harder to keep it off her face. 

In Ohio, she had been searching for a job for the past four months and she had just gotten one yesterday at the most popular club and bar in Ohio. The pay was pleasing and Diana thought it would distract her from thinking too much. Even as a graduate of economics, Diana wasn’t ready to work in her field at the moment; because she wouldn’t be able to think creatively or perform official duties. 

The bar seemed like the perfect place for her, she’d get to drink, get distracted by the crowd and talk to different people but she was still going to ignore men though. 

Diana wiped the tears on her cheekbones as she got out of bed, it was exactly 10am, she wasn’t in a hurry, her job time was 4pm. 

She strolled sluggishly to the bathroom, the cold concrete soothing underneath her feet. This was one of the cheapest apartments in Ohio, although it wasn’t bad. It was a five storey house with up to sixteen apartments, Diana was at the top and last apartment. 

The small apartment only had a sitting room, a small dining beside the sitting room, a bedroom, a cozy kitchen and one bathroom in the bedroom. It was the typical apartment for the middle class. 

Diana wasn’t all that rich, and her parent weren’t either, her rich husband died on the day of their wedding and there was no way she could claim anything from people who wanted her head on a platter. 

She splashed cold water on her face, staring at the mirror; her hair was rough and her eyes were a little swollen, even though she had enough time to take a nap at noon, Diana was always afraid of her stupid dreams, they occur both at noon and at night. 

Diana heaved a sigh as she stared at her beautiful self in the mirror, to her; she wasn’t beautiful anymore, not with her man gone. Today was going to be her first day at work and she felt somewhat tensed, it had been four months since she interacted with so much people. 

The fact that she was going to be wearing something skimpy and sexy throughout the time she’d be working at the bar was also creepy and would attract a whole lot men to her, it wouldn’t be easy to ignore every one of them. The dress was to attract customers but it also attracts customers with special intentions. 

Diana sighed again, whatever happens; she was going to ignore them anyways. Men who comes to bar or clubs, doesn’t expect to find a woman to date, they’re always looking for a one night stand, and she clearly wasn’t going to be doing that. Not ever. 

She ran her hands through her red hair removing the hair bonnet she was wearing, the silky hair flowed down, balancing on her shoulders and down to her back. She was one of the rare humans with red hair and blue eyes, the red hair was from her grand mother but the blue eyes was a family trait. 

Diana pressed the toothpaste on her brush, she had to get ready for the day. 

***

“I didn’t know he was going to escape boss, i tried all i could but my efforts were useless. He was skilled in driving and he seemed to know the city well,” Simon explained, his head was bowed to the ground and he held his hands together behind him. 

That was the way to speak to the leader of the most notorious Mafia group in Ohio, unless you’d want to loose your life in an instant.

Freddy Litteman was the leader of the most notorious Mafia group in Ohio, he was a short man as his name implied. Judging by his appearance and stature you’d think he was just an ordinary short Little man, however; Littleman was evil and he was feared greatly. 

“I paid you to carry out the job Simon King, i paid you because i knew you were capable, i paid you because you are someone we’ve been using to carry out assassinations for long. What then are you telling me?” Littleman groaned lightly, he was trying to light up his marijuana. One of the guards beside him quickly brought out his own lighter and lit it up for him. 

Smoke filled the room immediately, Simon held his breath but he inhaled the smoke before he could try, he hated the scent of marijuana; makes him nauseous. 

“I’m going to find him boss, I’m going to find him and finish the job, he wouldn’t have gone far,” Simon stood his ground, his head still bowed to the ground, he had fucked up a mission. This was the first time since he started working for Freddy, he had no clue what Littleman would do. 

“I’m afraid that wouldn’t be possible anymore Simon King, the man you failed to assassinate his a ghost, that’s what we call him; he knows how to vanish from the face of the earth. You blew our only chance Simon King, what shall we do?” Littleman stood up from his chair strolling towards where Simon was standing, puffing out smoke all over the room. 

Simon heart beat started to increase little by little, it was now he realized that he really fucked up, the money he was paid. He had used it all. 

“I’ll do anything you wish boss, i would do anything to make it up to you,” Simon forced the words out of his mouth, he wasn’t sure of what he said but he had no more words to say, that was the only thing that came to his mind. 

“Yes Simon, I’ve only one thing that you’d do, and i want it immediately, if not; there’s no telling what might happen. “ Littleman whispered, he was standing right beside Simon but he wasn’t even reaching his shoulders. Simon tried not to meet with his eyes as it would only cause more trouble. 

“What would you have me do?” Simon asked, he was ready to do anything considering the fact that he no longer had the money in his possession. 

Simon’s wife had cancer, and he had been doing assassinations just to pay for his wife’s treatments even though it didn’t look as if she was getting better, but Simon wasn’t about to give up just yet. Till the day she’d pass out from this world, he was going to do all he could to prolong her stay. He had quickly used the money he was paid for the job for his wife’s treatments, and he failed to complete the job. All he could hope for at the moment, his for Freddy to give him another job. 

“Give me back my money Simon, that’s what i want you to do, and i mean right now,” Littleman whispered again standing beside Simon, he then continued his strolling, puffing his marijuana. 

Simon was shocked at his request, his heart beat increased drastically; he wasn’t expecting the boss to request for his money, he had gotten himself into this mess by failing to complete the mission and from what he knew, Freddy wasn’t a man of patience. 

“Boss, please give me as many jobs as possible, I’ll carry them out to makeup for this, I’ve don’t have the money anymore boss,” Simon went on one knee, his head still bowed to the ground, convincing the bloodlust Mafia leader was all he could do now. Although he knew the success rate was very very low, but it was the only choice he had. 

Freddy chuckled strolling back to his table, he took a long drag at his almost finished marijuana and threw it on the floor, stepping on it to take out the fire on its tip as he released the smoke inside the room. 

“I’m going to ask just one more time Simon King, where is my money?” Littleman said calmly, but it sounded so evil and creepy. 

There were six guards inside his office, three standing behind his table and the other three standing behind where Simon King stood. 

Simon was dumbfounded, from the tone of Littleman’s voice he knew there was no changing his mind, the more he tried was going to piss the leader off. There was no way he could get the money he had already paid to the hospital. This was getting really out of hand, there were only six guards inside here but hundreds outside. He wouldn’t be able to fight his way out with that number, no matter how skilled he was; Simon thought. 

“Give me few days and I’ll get you your money boss, this isn’t a request; it’s a plea.” Simon answered after almost a minute of silence. It was the only idea he could come up with to escape from here at this moment. 

“I don’t listen to plea Simon, Hatake!!!,” Freddy called loudly, he was still facing his table and was trying to light another round of marijuana. 

A man with a mask on his face entered the room immediately, he was dressed like the other guards; they all wore suits, but there was something different about him and it wasn’t the mask, instead of a gun; he was holding a sword. From his name, Simon could deduce that he wasn’t American, he was definitely Japanese, his name and the sword confirmed it. 

“I’m here shisho [Master],” Hatake replied sharply.

“Show it to him,” Freddy ordered, puffing his just lighted marijuana all over the place. 

The masked man brought a tab from his inner pocket and showed it to Simon King. 

“Your wife is at the hospital and we know she’s suffering from cancer, i would be so generous to put her out of her misery if you don’t provide my money this instant Simon,” Freddy concluded and turned over to face Simon who was looking so stunned and fear was written all over his face. 

The footage in the tab showed Simon’s wife sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed, but there were two of Freddy guards there, both of them pointing their gun at her. Simon heart sank, he never told Freddy about his wife since he started working for him. 

He had no idea how Freddy found out everything, he even knew the hospital she was in. They had been watching him, Simon’s heart was aching and beating at an abnormal rate. 

“What is it gonna be, Simon King?” Freddy whispered dryly again, an evil grin curled up his lips....