72 HOURS KILL MISSION

72 HOURS KILL MISSION EPISODE FIVE

Morgan was devastated after hearing that Davina was with Storm..he knew him.. everyone did and he also knew that getting Davina from him was going to be suicide. He got out of the car and walked to his house..he dropped the keys on the table , got to the kitchen and got some bottle of wine from the refrigerator and lazily walked back to the living room. What did Storm want with Davina and how the hell did he find her. Was he in the know of what Morgan wanted Davina to do and who was Morgan working for?..

He switched on the Tv and didn't even bother to get a glass for his wine. He dropped on the couch and drunk the wine from the bottle..

He took his phone and checked the photos Jeff had sent again, it was really Davina. The clothes he had given Dorcas to give to her and that was indeed Storm.

Morgan: think Morgan..think!

He said dropping the phone on the table and laying back on the couch. The guys he had been working with were all dead and that meant if he had to face Storm he was going to do it alone but how was he just going to walk up to Storm?...

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While in bed I felt Dante walk into my room and he came way closer and I felt like he stood there for a while watching me. I tried breathing heavily like someone who was really asleep and my guess is he didn't believe I was because he tapped me several times to see if I could open my eyes but i did not..

" We don't have yo kill anyone".

I said in my sleep pretending to be in the middle of it. I didn't talk much so he eventually switched of the light and closed my door as he headed to his room.

The conversation the guys were having gave me cold chills because first of all Erika warned me that I was going to die like the rest, then the phone call with Rex and Dante and now the conversation. Why did Rex really bring me in and why did the rest of the team feel like I was a threat to them..they were stealing coke fine but what did the other girls do that got them killed?..

I opened my eyes and even though I didn't get out of bed, I started figuring out how i would find my way out of there before my death came knocking. I thought I could trust Dante but now, I didn't know who to trust as he also seemed to be part of the other guys.

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That night in the room with Rex, nothing happened between us. He told me he was going to drop me home later in the night and I agreed. By that time I was staying with my friend Debby in a bedsitter in the a bit upgraded part of the ghetto. Debby was a blogger and she spent most of her time indoors. Debby housed me for a while and she paid the rent bought food while I bought stuff only when she was broke. She never asked where I was coming From even if I was late or gave me negative energy and truth be said. She was that sister I never had..

That night Rex dropped me at home and Debby was still up all worried about me and from outside I could see her Looking through the curtain to check if it was me..

I got to the house and after i opened the door she checked outside and closed it again. The ghetto was dangerous and that night she looked worried than usual..

Me: are you okay?..

I asked making my way to the sitting room after taking off my shoes

Debby: there was a shootout between the police and robbers like thirty minutes ago. I thought you would not make it here alive.

Me: what, were they captured?

Debby: I don't know really..

She walked back to the bed and got back to her business as usual..

Me: I'm sorry, just that today there was a lot of work at work and also, i had to attend to that client that dropped me off..

Debby: you don't owe me an explanation Davina, you are an adult and you can handle yourself. Just remember that we are still close to the ghetto and its not safe for you to becoming home this late..

Debby was right and she was just looking out for me. I served the food she had prepared and then I ate as we talked about stuff. I told her about Rex and how he did not have anything to do with me like most men did but he paid me for that night.

I put the money on the table and she stretched her hands, grabbed a few notes and looked at it..

Debby: wow, this is quite alot of money..

Me: I know right....What do you think he wants from me?..

Debby: to wife you maybe?..

Me: come on.. do I look like a wife material to you?..

She smiled.

Debby: play along. You will figure out with time what he really wants. Such men are rare and when he didn't sleep with you but still paid you, could be that there's something he saw .

Debby got a call and it seemed like she didn't want me to hear the conversation so she excused herself and walked out but when she did, I spotted something strange on the bed where she was seated. A gun. It was tucked in between the bed and the matress. I was surprised..why would she have a gun, was she a thug?..

I got up from the couch and peeped outside fo see if i could see her and yes, she was busy talking to someone on the phone. I walked up to the bed, picked the gun and checked it, it had bullets. I put it back but now I was worried. If you knew Debby like i did you would know that she could not fight anyone, she could not hurt a fly and so you can tell the blow I had when I saw the gun..

I couldn't tell who Debby was talking to or what she was talking about and she took quite long out there that I climbed on the bed after I was done with dinner. I put the gun on the table so that she could know that I knew about the gun but when she came back, she didn't ask me anything. She took her leather jacket, wore her boots and took her gun and left...

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Storm finished up preparing the meal and he set it up before me. The beef stew looked appetizing and after washing my hands by the sink, I dived right into my food because I had been hungry the entire time. Storm didn't look at me like an alien but I could tell that he wasn't sure of why I was eating like that..

Storm: looks like you have not eaten for days..

I stopped briefly and looked at him..

Storm: not that you should stop but can you go gentle on the food, it's not really going anywhere.

His rude comments didnt stop me from eating and if he kept watching me eat, I would finish up and eat his as well. In prison we didn't joke around with food. The first few days i would go for my food but the bullies would eat it and i served, my stomach rumbled especially at night, I could not sleep but i managed to survive

Me: the prison food didn't taste like this..

Storm: so you were in prison?..

Me: yeah.. I got out today.

Storm: and the first thing you did was go to a club?..

Me: yeah, that's the only place I could think of to get quick money. Its a good thing you came to my rescue...

Me: will you be eating this?...

I asked pointing to his food. He could have thought that i was a glutton but i didn't care. It didn't look like he was interested in his food anyway.

Storm: no. Go ahead..

He said pushing the dish to me. I served some more beef in his plate then after the rest to my plate. The food was really good I mean the dude knew how to cook..

Storm didn't eat his food instead he kept watch on me and now it was beginning to be uncomfortable..

Me: what?...

Storm: how did you get out of prison?..

Me: how is that important.

Storm: it is important because that will make me figure out who was after you and then i can find out why.. you know if the cops find out I'm hiding a criminal in my house I'd be in trouble too.

Me: you can throw me out if you want..

Storm: that's not am option. Tell me the truth because i will still find out.

Me: well, I will make that job easy for you.. someone got me out of prison, he wanted me to do some assassin Job. He made plans for me to be taken to him but i killed the driver and took off. I don't know how he knew i was at the club but yes, i know who Those guys are and i know why they were after me.

He got up abruptly and asked me to get up and when i was still hesitant, he pulled me up and started searching my body.. he pulled off my top and searched it and i was left looking at him quite confused.

Me: if you are going to undress me can you atleast take me to the bedroom and be gentle about it?..

He didnt stop. He went to his room and got a frisking gadget and ran it all over me..

Me: wait, you think I'm bugged?..

Storm: you think you will walk out of prison just like that, if they haven't traced you here its because this place has a signal jammer.

Me: no. You can't be right, where would they have put that chip. Certainly not in my body because i wore the clothes myself..

He got my cap from the couch and frisked it and there was a beeping sound coming from it..

Storm: there it is..

He dropped the gadget and checked the cap and yes, something had been sown inside the cap..

Me: oh s**t!..

I said walking up to him and he dropped the cap on the couch and held his waist with both hands..

Me: i didn't know..

Storm: of cause you didn't. Tell me something.. who are you supposed to kill?..

I took a deep breath and walked away from him and went to wash my hands and he followed me to the sink.

Storm: listen, I don't know who or what you are trying to protect but you need to tell me the truth. I can help you..

I washed my hands and turned to him..

I don't need help. All I want is to get lost. Disappear never to be seen or heard of again because killing whoever they want me to kill is suicide.

Storm: who do they want dead?..

Me: I can't tell you that. He told me if I told anyone anything or tried something stupid I would never live to tell the story..

He laughed and walked away. This Storm guy, i didnt understand him. He stopped then got his gun from the table and put the bullets in the gun and there was a c*****g sound.

Storm: you know I didn't save your life for you to risk mine..

Me: what do you mean by that?.

Storm: I'm not a very nice person and if i havent put a bullet un your skull yet it's because I'm trying to practice patience, thats something I don't really have.

Me: you want to kill me... Do it...

I said walking up to him..

Me: i said do it because that way, you will have saved my life.. pull the trigger and end this s**t for me...

Storm was either a psycho or he just didnt give a damn about my threats. He shot on the floor, right between my feet and I jumped covering my ears as i tried to run but hit my leg on the table and I fell...

He officially made me scared of him and I immediately realized that I wasn't safe, not even with him..

He got down to me and smiled looking at how confused and scared I was...

Me: you wanted to kill me for real?..

Storm: whoever you think you are afraid of out there, you should be as twice afraid of me as you are of him..

Me: who are you, really?

Storm: Storm!..

He got up and dropped the gun on the table. He took his food to the microwave and i thought i knew just what to do..

I quickly got up and grabbed the gun from the table and pointed it at him..

Storm: what are you doing?..

Me: let me out of here or i swear i will shoot you..

I said grabbing my top from the floor and picking my cap too..

Me: open the door..

Storm didnt blink and even though i was the one holding the gun, i was shaking..

Storm: put that gun down.. you think you walk out that door you will be safe, your signal will pick and you will still end up in the hands of whoever you are running from.. you will not be any safe out there..

Me: and I'm safe with you, you tried to kill me..

Storm: I'm a dangerous man, a world class killer that never misses a target. If i really wanted to kill you i would snap your neck. You are female.. I wouldn't want you having ugly scars when you get to heaven.. or hell..

Me: what is wrong with you?..

He didnt respond.. he got his food after it had warmed and walked past me still holding the gun and he sat down to eat.. i was not a threat to him.

Storm: you can take a shower if you want. You can also change into one of my shirts.. I will get you some clothes tomorrow...

I have never seen a man so arrogant yet so gentle and sweet. What am I even saying...i put that gun on the table and did exactly what he has asked and I could tell he was just smiling at how stupid he had made me feel.

Morgan after getting drunk in his wine, he called his boss who picked the call almost immediately..

Voice: what!

Morgan: we have a problem... I found Davina..

Voice: i don't understand how that is a problem..

Morgan: Storm has her...

Voice: what did you say?..

Morgan: i said...

Voice: i heard what you said.. find them and kill both of them.. if Storm has her she will not be of use to us... Did you hear me?..

Morgan: yes sir!..

That was never going to happen, not with the storm they both knew...