Rio Mason Busujima Novels & Stories

“We’re a team, aren’t we?” All three heads leaned close. Warm breath surrounded her in the cold. Rivera’s Doubt Back in Geneva, Rivera sat alone in her office, glass walls overlooking the city lights. She replayed the mall footage again. Cerebus shielding the girl, sparing the soldiers. She zoomed into Beta’s eyes — not rage, not frenzy. Intelligence. Mercy. She remembered her first mission, years ago, in the Caucasus mountains. A sighting of something with wings like a man. The firefight that followed. Her squad’s screams as the thing lifted two men into the air and dropped them from a hundred feet. She remembered the bodies in the snow.

From that moment onward, he remained silent for the rest of the journey, curling into his seat as the bus rumbled toward an unfamiliar world. Their destination, as it turned out, wasn’t much different from the Rodrigo ranch. Another place built on open land and the warm breath of horses. The owner was Mr. Yamazaki, an elderly Japanese widower with no wife, no children, and only a loyal housekeeper and a handful of workers to keep the ranch alive.

Daisy exclaimed, and I hand-shoved her to be mute. “Hmn hmn!” The CEO nodded. “This establishment is owned by my family, The Moranos. But run by me. Everyone is welcome to nest here. Clients. Friends. Enemies. Business associates, or whatever. There are over six thousand staff working in every sector of the establishment. The last opening we had was days back and we’ve gotten the right staff. But I will still fix you two somewhere. A section that will be best for both of you.” He sent his gaze to the man behind him. “Get me Matilda. Tell her, I need her right now,” he ordered.

I don't steal from others. “My family went bankrupt, and approaching The Rodriguez's group was my only chance to save them, I approached them…she fell easily for my charms, she saved my family, but I knew I had something bigger…The Rodriguez's group.” “You are after their group? Is this what all of this is about?” I snapped. “It is not just an ordinary group,” he shouted. “It is The Rodriguez's group, the biggest in the world…if she had gone to tell her family about my affair, I would not just go broke, I would be killed and I couldn't let that happen,” he defended.

It was going to be a long shot, but it was worth the try. Aishatu and I went to Bida Ruwa settlement in Buchum. With the help of Ruhun Ruwa, we were able to heal the rivers there, and I was able to heal the people and their farmlands. The people were overjoyed. Most of them threw out their Aljanan daji altars and ornament, while I believed some of them secretly held on to them out of fear. I knew we needed more people on our side, and at the pace I was going, it would take a long time to get the support needed. The Sarki had to get involved for my plan to work, and I knew it had to be sooner than later.

The bus driver sneered, “Oh! It’s a Japanese! Why is this little kid trying to act as though he’s so great in front of me now? Why don’t you take a look around you and see where you are right now? This is f*cking Oskia. Do you know that? Oskia! Come on, repeat after me, O-S-K-I-A!” The man in black was also a very well-respected warrior and master in Japan. Although he was not as famous or formidable as Nanako’s mentor, Kazuki, he was still a master at the very least. He really did not expect a bus driver to point his finger at him and insult him instead. So, he cursed, “If I don’t teach you a lesson today, then you won’t know the consequences and price you have to pay for running your mouth

Mariano asked his mother. She smiled. "I told him you've arrived. He'll be here any moment." Nicofero Rivera was a big man. He was taller, more buff than Mariano, wore a neatly tailored black suit, and looked like the kind of man who could kill you with a look. I'd thought Mariano was scary. Guess I was wrong. I breathed deeply. "Hello, Mister Rivera." He sized me up. "Papà," said Mariano, "This is my Isabelle."

Philip recognized the man, but not the lady, and he was surprised when the man saw him and approached him with the beautiful young lady. "Maestro felipe!" The man said with a smile as he shook hands with Philip. "It's nice to see you again, Dr. Mathew." Philip said with a smile. Dr. Mathew was a big man with medicated eyeglasses and white hair, he was definitely in his sixties perhaps a little older than his father, who was turning sixty. Dr. Mathew was a very intelligent man with a friendly personality and he occupied an important position in the CRUZ company.

Before I could speak, Emerald Jason voice rang in air. She walked our way chirpily and we smiled seeing our childhood friends. We hugged each other and she raised an eyebrow my way. “Where had you been? We called million time!” She asked in high pitch. Before I could speak a word Selena spoke, “Babez our girl is in serious trouble. A guy out of blue came crashing our our girl world! Uncle Mason is indebted to him and he is demanding marriage. That is all I got to know. For knowing rest of the details I called her here to tell.”

The boy wiped his tears and hurried up to his feet. "And," Ejima's eyes narrowed, "tell Maazi Ikemba not to burst an artery. He should save the anger of his sword for the foes of the kingdom." "I will, Wise one, I will." The boy bowed and ran out of the compound. Ejima dropped her broom reluctantly and walked into her hut. She hung the ritual robe—made from the hide of an antelope—over her pelt and collected her divination bag. This was not her job. Her job was to accept burnt offerings from the people. She was not responsible for the daily activities of the village. Why would the Dibia travel out of the community like that?