Up in his office, maestro stood quietly by the side of window with a glass of rum in his hands, slowly turning the 1965 scotch whisky around the meniscus of the glass as he watched his staff work ardently in his drug production facility.They had been working harder these days to keep up with the high demand in the streets. A demand that aroused due to Nadia's to sudden disappearance. Ever she was apprehended a void was created in the market and maestro took the opportunity to fill in that void.there were no longer restrictions from the Elder's who normally would've rendered their objections by now. Apparently they had bigger things to worry about at times like this.Yes, times like this meant business was good for maestro but on the contrary, he did not feel good at a time like this. He was more worried about the danger that lay ahead now that he knew Nadia was about to slip up and expose his full working operation to the cops and to the whole world.He looked at all he had accomplis

‘WE NEED TO TALK’ . Nena kept looking sternly at the message from Lucile on her phone. ‘ I had already sent her a photo of Dani, what could she possibly want this time’ she thought. She looked to director Gambo who obviously had no interest in what she had going on especially now that he had dismissed her and terminated her appointment on the task force.Moreover, he had more important things to worry about at the moment.The news about the interception of his team was devastating enough. At this point he was confused; this was a major setback for the maestro investigation. He walked with Jasper back into the interrogation room to further discuss their next plan of action after the unfortunate development. Nena tried to ignore the text from Lucile but then again, Lucile gave her a call instead. “goddamn it” Lucile exclaimed as she picked the call “Lucile dear, this is so not the right time for this. You should really call back later”.“oh no aunt, you should really listen to me th

Maestro retired to his apartment for the day, grateful for how the day had gone. The good news of Madinni’s execution had brought much delight to his heart. Now half of his problems were solved. All he had to do now was usurp the control of the distribution of product in her territory and still maintain order with the elders.He drove in his vehicle into the compound, pulled off his mask and stepped out of the vehicle with zeke by his side as they stepped into the apartment. The gatekeeper informed him that his fiancée was in the building and he immediately became nervous. He knew she had a spare key to the apartment but she wasn’t always fond of trooping in this regularly.Even if he was purportedly engaged to the woman, he wasn’t exactly comfortable with that especially now that he was about celebrating Madinni’s demise.He hurried up, thanking his stars that he was lucky enough to have removed his mask in his car.He was mostly fond of keeping it on these days, mostly because his

It was a hot afternoon on board the virgin Atlantic airplane fight 227. Lucile Johnson was seated in the first class section of the flight staring at the clouds through the window. She wondered how far long it would take before she got to Lagos. Nena had invited her over for the face identification Daniel cross. It was such a big news to her when she received the call from Nena Daniels, her aunt, confirming that the person who she was engaged to was indeed a criminal as she had earlier warned. Although it was sad that her aunt had to go through the trauma of processing the news of a cancelled engagement, she was indeed very delighted to see that the truth had finally come to light and Daniel was in her custody.Daniel, Someone who they had spent the last five years trying to find with all the resources her father could afford at the time. she indeed pondered on how Dani had managed to stay hidden under the radar all this while. Now, she had to see him for herself and believe it for r