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School gave me a solace to my depressive state of mind, I met more people, made more friends and attended more parties, but I still fet a yearning desire in my heart for some kinda companion, of the opposite gender, though I am handsome in my own right, the few girls I professed love to, always came up with the 'I am already in a relationship" stance, and I began to wonder if all girls are not already engaged from birth.. Not that I don't have many female friends though or some crushers secretly admiring me, but these girls do not just fit the specifications of the dream girlfriend I was looking for..and the ones who fit perfectly? They are always in one relationship or the other....

I was in this love cycle, until I met Princess, and my life took an interesting turnaround..

it was a new session, and a season of parties too as different organizations were setting up different parties and programmes for the freshmen to initiate them into the system of the school, as a fan of parties, I had my hands full of them and I attended the ones I could in my free time, but of all the parties in school, the Dramatic Arts Freshers party is always the best, most interesting and entertaining event,the party boasts of the highest number of the creme de la creme, and celebrities of the school, it was a general knowledge that if you are a singer in school and you haven't performed here, then you are not relevant. The organizers of this show are aware of this and every year, they up the price of the gate fee, last year it was a thousand naira, this year, it was increased by 100%. people complained but the organizers didn't budge because they know that at the end of the day, the hall will still get full and it did.

In our fiine t-shirts, trousers and sneakers to match, and covered in the scent and aura of our perfume, I and my roommates Shola and Kay went to the party and I promised myself that I will enjoy the night to the fullest cos the party fee made a very significant reduction in my little pocket money.

Our plan was definite, we go to the party, collect food two times, drink, dance and  most importantly collect 3 different girls numbers each, we agreed amongst ourselves that if we didnt get the numbers, the night would have been a waste.

The party started successfully with the usual red carpet glamour, and the renditions of upcoming artistes, games and all those pretty nice stuffs that happens at parties, it was during the rap battle, while we were sitting on white plastic chairs and nursing our drinks that Kay pointed at the far end of the hall.
"guys, look at that chick over there! Damn! The girl is hot!"
 "and she looks rich too! She is gonna be a good catch" said Shola who is always on the lookout for gold girls to dig.
I turned my head and followed the direction of their eyes and spotted the girl that was being hyped, the girl was tall of about 5.8 inches, her hair was adorned with multi colored attachments, on her hands were golden bracelets, she wore a crop top on which GUCCI was plainly written in block lines and a blue designer jeans, which I guess my 2 years pocket money will never purchase.. She would have been a beautiful lady if not for the "know it all" look on her face and the chewing gum she was chewing unabashedly. I don't like her and I made my opinion known to my friends.
"the girl looks like a spoilt kid, or even a prostitute, you will be involving yourself in a whole lot of trouble if you try to get her" I said.
"oh, shut up, how do you know that? Keep judging girls, that is why you don't have a girlfriend... " Kay said but I was not listening to him anymore because in the entrance of the hall where my eyes were glued was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen..

It looks as if life itself was paused and the girl and I were the only living things in the hall, now, this girl may not win the miss world pageant but she had a blue forget me not eyes and the figure in the blue gown she was wearing set my blood racing, her face was innocently beautiful, not that she was putting on any expensive thing, but no matter what she wore, she will still outshine her peers, her legs would make Nicki Minaj jealous and the way she gracefully walked into the hall will make Angelina Jolie green with envy. I imagined myself holding her tight and looking into her eyes and this imagination led me into a hot sweat.

I was put of my reverie by Shola
"Julius! Julius! Man, what the heck Is wrong with you? What were you thinking? "
"sorry guys I am coming back!" I said and hurriedly made my way to the girl's chair before any other overzealous guy beat me to it.

As I approached her chair, I put on my best smile and I hoped to God in heaven that I was looking my best..
"Hello, I dare say, you are the most beautiful girl in this hall"
"oh thank you " she said and smiled, her voice melodious, her smile attractive!
"make me the happiest guy in this hall, tell me your name" I smiled and sat down beside her.
"Princess, and you are?"
"Julius shitta, but let's forget about the surname " I said and she laughed.. Nice sound I wish to hear over and over again.
"so I am a law student, part 2"
"nice, dramatic arts, freshman" she said
"wow, that is nice but why did you come late to this party?"
"I actually don't feel like coming, but I changed my mind at the twelfth hour "she said smiling
"oh it is nice you are here, cos you are making my night" I said and added a wink to go with it.
"I can as well say that for you too" she said and that literally knocked me off my feet, I felt I was on top of the world.. Cloud 9 or whatever you call it.
Just then the Masters of ceremony announced Dance! Dance! Dance! And the Disc Jockey played

" gentleman " by Ric Hassani..
Hey beautiful.. Tell me what you need.....

"milady please give me this dance" I stood up, and offered my hand.
"sure " she smiled and took my hand...

And that is how our love life started..

Over the years we have shared a lot of interesting events and adventures together, I became a happier jovial guy and my friends noticed the changes, I stopped following them on their "fishing missions" at night, and my approach to life became more gentle, easy and hopeful.
Nevertheless princess did not meet all the requirements of the specifications I had drafted but who cares? When I read the details of the specifications, I believe I must have been high to have set them in the first place.
"only angels or robots could meet these ones" I remembered my friend commenting once when he saw them "better throw these specs outta your mind, it is for kids, that is not how real life works" he had added.. And somehow he had been right.
But that had been 3 years ago, I am presently in my 500 level and princess is in her final year too, both ready and preparing to get out of school and weather
the storm of life..

One sunny afternoon, Shola came into the room bursting "guys! I swear if you see the car I saw parked at our hostel car park! I swear you will bow"
"wow, what is the name of the car!" Kay asked excitedly
"guy, it is the latest Mercedes Benz A class"
They both shouted and swooned, and I wondered which kind of stuff will make two grown men start behaving as Kids like this...
"what is so special about the car? " I asked
" damn! See you, what do you know? Apart from books and princess, you need to get a life bro! " Kay, who just like throwing shades at me said with a shake of his head.
I was thinking of a good clapback when the voice of the Porter came over the P.A as clear as day
"Julius Shitta you are wanted here, Julius Shitta I repeat, your attention is needed"

As I jumped into my clothes and rushed over to the porter's side, I wondered who my visitor is, certainly not my parents, they would have informed me beforehand, or is it uncle Tunde? Or Aunty Beatrice.. I wondered as I made my way to the Porter's Lodge.

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Five.


Our mission tonight is clear and simple, we are going to the house of Cheif. George Boswan, the chairman of a big oil company, a big fish in the oil industry, it is his turn to welcome us angels of peace into his abode, yes we bring peace to those that cooperate with us, Cheif Boswan was caught up in an oil scandal recently running into millions of dollars, his case was tried in the court, but after three months of unnecessary adjournment, he was discharged and acquitted by the judge, all thanks to a secret brown envelope delivered to the judge's house but that is none of my concern, he and the judge are just hustling the best way they can, I and my men are just going to his house tonight to collect our share of the oil loot.

We got information that most of this loot are in the Cheif's house, because depositing it in the bank would raise a lot of eyebrows..but who informed us? His son!

We have three types of informant ; those who informed us without knowing we are using their information; those who work for us by giving us informations ; those that want us to work for them.we call these people client

David Boswan the Cheif's son fall into the third category, he want us to work for him , now dealing with the third category client is very dangerous, because some might be undercover police men and women who want to nab us, so we devised safety measures, we never discuss with a client in the hotel or anywhere close to our environment.. We direct the client to a hotel, restaurant, parks etc in another state , and we change venues every time.

Jack is always at the venue before the specified time we arranged with the client to view and observe the client's behaviours , if he suspected foul play, he will inform us and we wouldn't turn up.


Jack stays undercover and never reveal himself whenever we are dealing with a client, because when we finished talking to the client, jack would still tail him or her for some hours to see who the client talked to or where he or she goes after our meeting

We had met david in a club, after the thumbs up from jack that all is well, david struck me as a spoilt and obstinate brat, who loves getting his way every time, he had sounded bittered and angered when he gave us details about the operation " my dad is a very syingy man ; that old fool; he has money but won't show it to his wife and kids" he continued " my pocket money was one million naira monthly before; but now he had reduced it to six hundred thousand naira monthly, how can a big boy like me use that chicken feed for a month ..I will show that man"

"Guy u talk too much, just give us the details of the operation, we don't care about your pocket money" frank had cut him short.

"Yea, the money I want u to come for is five hundred thousand dollars; it is sitting nicely in our house now and in the old man's safe in his room, he is the only one that posses the password to the safe, the safe is connected to an alarm , and pressing the wrong password three times automatically triggers the alarm" he said "but men, we got to talk about the share, it is very important"

"All right, what would the share be?" I asked

"I am not greedy, but I will go for 60/40... I take 60% you take 40%" he said

"Are you joking? How can you take the larger share when you aren't going to work with us? We do it this way..70/30, we take 70..u take 30."  retorted frank

"No.No..that is cheating , I am the owner of the information besides we are talking about my dad for crying out loud , the loss of the money can give him heart attack, thereby killing him; I will have to take the brunt of all that, i don't care taking my information else where" david said and made to stand up .

" OK, we do it 50-50... We share it equally...u take half, we take half" I said

" good, that offer is still better;" he said and relaxed

we talked about the operation, and he gave us the blue prints of the house concerning the exits , alarms and rooms., we gave him a number he can call us on, shaked hands with him and left.

Over the weeks we have talked together on phone and he had given us more updated details, he told us about the alarms all over the house, the best time to come, the little security detail making up of three policemen and one vigilante that guards the house..we had then devised a plan to get in and get out quickly without much fuss, we decided to enter wearing the costume of air conditioner operators, David would damage an air conditioner and would tell everyone in the house, he is calling the ac installing company, so that they can send their agents to repair it, this would give frank and Alex chance to enter and secretly deactivate the alarms, giving us the thumbs up , I and Jack would enter and neutralize the security detail..we don't have to worry about the policemen , frank had promised to give them intoxicating drinks to make them drunk but our worry is the vigilante, david told us about his efficiency having single handedly caught twenty four thieves ..no, we wouldn't add to his list of achievements, he either cooperates or he get wounded..I sincerely hope it won't get to that..I hope it won't.

" guys a lot of things can go wrong tonight, we will personally make sure it don't come  to that, we will follow rules accordingly" I said to the members of my guys watching me intently

" yes king, we got it" Alex said

"Frank have u arranged the costumes and machineries we are using tonight"

"Yes, they are ready to be used"

"Good.what of you Alex ? The getaway car? Hope it has no fault? You know if the getaway car brakes down, we are already dead".

"Smith, I personally test drive it..it is good , filled with petrol and ready to move"

" and guys, no shooting tonight unless it is only necessary, and when you shoot, don't aim at the deadly points..it should lead to injury not death; you get that?" I said directly facing jack.

" yea, yea, we get that" they all replied

"But this vigilante...I don't think he would cooperate, he is a hero over there, he has the trust of the Chief" alex said

"dont worry, I got it all covered" I said " but let's hope he won't try to be smart"

" yea.let's hope so; but I won't be taking shit this night" Jack said

"So David said, he will cut some wires in the ac by 9:00pm and would pretend to call the ac installing company around that time, so Alex , you and frank dressed up as ac operators would arrive at the scene by 9:45pm and disconnect the alarms ...I have shown you the blueprint of the house, am sure you have seen the major places in the house where the alarm wires were connected, jack , you would have been at the scene by 8:00pm and inform us of the various going ins and coming outs of the house, I would arrive with frank and Alex but will come to meet you in your hideout jack and by 10:00pm, we will go into the house together, where we will have our machineries in a big box, we d lie to the security detail that we bring the new ac for installation, before we neutralize them, they must think we come from the installation company before they pass out, I want the operation not to be longer than fourty five minutes, it all depends on the chief, let's hope he give us the right password to the safe on time " I said and continued " after getting the money, we get into the car which would have been parked outside and we zoom away at top speed, our next plans would be discussed in the car"

"Good..who will drive the car?" Frank asked

"You will drive the car" I replied " but I would bring the car to the scene, with Jack"

"Alright.. That is great"said frank

I checked my watch and found out it is 2;25pm , time to leave "guys I would be leaving now, frank,I will meet you and Alex in the hotel around 8:00pm..is that okay by you?"
"Yes..its good"

I stood up and said " I d say you should rest guys , so that you can be strong and sharp for tonight" they all nodded and I left the red room.

I went back to the bar but I didn't find Mandy and the girls there, Alice was still where I left her and that is all i care about.

"Alice I am back, I am sorry for keeping you waiting" I smiled and sat down
"
 oh no, don't be"she said in the gentle cool voice of hers

"So this is my plan dear, we go to your friend's house and pack all your belongings, then you come to live with me for the time being and I will set up a business for you , then you can save up and move into your house..how about that?"

"Oh thank you, "she was happy for a second but that sad look was back in her eyes again" but will your wife allow that?" She asked sadly

" no, I am.not married, you have no wife to contend with"I said and grinned
She smiled and said " thank you but why are you doing this for me? I am just a stranger you met today"

"Let's just say ever since I saw you, I don't want to let you go, I want to help you " I said

"Oh, I am grateful , thank you" she replied.

"dont mention..so what are we waiting
for, let's go" I said and stood up

She stood up with elegance and she looked like those beautiful models you would see on the cover of a magazine, as we walked out of the bar, I sensed men's eyes on her, she is truly an heart stopper.

"Well you aren't getting her men, she is my girl and I am in love" I thought and smiled.

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Love seeketh not itself to please
Nor for itself hath any care
But for another gives its ease
And builds a heaven in hell's despair - William Blake



Four.

I saw mandy in the bar nursing a cup of beer and not from far from her is about six girls , judging from their faces, I guess they'd be in their late teens or early twenties, these girls are supposed to be in their various schools. I thought, but what do you expect? When the commissioner of education in the state is irresponsible, well it is none of my business, our customer's preferences must be followed, and our customers loves them young.
"Hi you" I said to Mandy and sat down in a chair in front of her.
"Hey smith,when did you arrive? "
"Not too long ago,..I see.." I was distracted by the noisy chirpy birdlike voices of the six girls .."hey Mandy, tell your girls to pipe down!! This ain't a market!" I said to Mandy.
"You girls, shut the hell up or I send you outta here" Mandy shouted at them and they grudgingly kept silent.
" I see you brought new six girls, you will have to stop bringing in new girls for some time, I don't want this place crowded with rude noisy girls all over the place"
"You know we are doing this just for the customers smith, they complain every time that they don't want old cargoes, we have to keep making the supply fresh so that the money will continue rolling in. " Mandy said " whereas they are seven girls and not six. "
"Seven? I counted six" I retorted.
" That is the seventh girl, she has been silent ever since we got here" Mandy said pointing to a girl who is sitting away from the remaining six.
The girl 's back was turned to us so she didn't notice us talking about her.
"Why is she silent ? Are you sure she is not a trap planted by the police?"
"No, I don't think so..."
" let me go talk to her and observe her behaviour, if she is a cop,it would do her good to get out of here fast" I said, and walked over to the girl

"Hi," I said and tapped her on the back. Then the girl turned her face to look at me
I was mesmerized , the girl was the most beautiful lady I have ever seen( and believe me I have seen many) her nose and mouth was so artistic , it was as if God specially created her, she was an epitome of beauty ,who said the beautiful ones are not born yet..?he or she deserves to be shot.
"Hello sir" she said and her voice was so melodious , it goes well with her face, I was speechless for some seconds but I regained my composure and sat down beside her. "How are you doing? I am smith, an assistant manager in this hotel, Mandy works for me."
"Oh" the girl said"I am sorry for not sitting with the girls...I...I" she made to stand up.

"No , no, you are free,sit down, what is your name?"
"Alice" she replied
"Alice in the wonderland" I said jokingly and she smiled with a beautiful set of teeth, but I noticed that she was clouded up in a sad mood again.
"But alice what is the problem? Why are you not with the other girls? "
" I am sorry, I am new to this..the girls were mocking me.." She replied sadly.
Looking at the girl I noticed she was out of place here, she is not the usual type of girl that Mandy brings in, she was too beautiful and too corteous for that.I also found out she is not happy to be here.

"Alice tell me why you are here, what circumstances brought you here? "
She was silent for some seconds , I thought she wasn't going to talk but she started " it is a long story but I will cut it short,I am the daughter of a wealthy man in Ghana, my father had two wives , the second wife is my mother, three years ago, my mother died and it was hell living in the house with the first wife and her two sons, my father is always travelling so he don't know what I pass through everyday, whenever he is around, they feigned love and care for me.
My father was gentle and understanding, I told him the problems I face many times and he warned Sarah , the second wife and her two sons not to maltreat me again, and this always cause hot disagreement between her and my dad.

What later fuelled the disagreement was when they got to know daddy had written a will and I was the highest beneficiary mainly because the two sons were spendthrift and they were always collecting money from daddy.

On the day i finished writing my final papers in the school, I came home to meet my dad in a pool of blood, with a knife stuck in his stomach," she was sobbing silently now " he was still gasping for air when I reached him, I remembered him saying go get out of here, they poisoned your mother , they will frame this murder on you or kill you too. before he gave up the ghost.
I had no time to cry or pack my things because I heard the voices of Sarah's sons coming from the gate, I slipped out through the backdoor and with the little cash I had with me,and the one I withdrawed from my account in the bank, I grabbed the nearest flight to Nigeria and came to live with my friend , Nene, she was good to me until recently when my money finished and she told me , I must start earning my living if I was to continue living in her rented apartment, she introduced me to Mandy and that is how I got here. " she sobbed..

I was very angry at how the wife and her two sons treated Alice, I could shoot them if I see them now, then emotions I have never felt before gushed through me, against my wish I found out I love her, I want to do things for her, I want to protect her.
" Cry no more dear, everything will be all right. " I said and used my handkerchief to wipe tears off her face. "you will never do what you don't want to do, leave it all to me, i will see to it...don't sit with those girls, sit here and wait for me. "
I walked over to Mandy with a burning anger in me and took her to a secluded place in the bar where we wouldn't be heard. "Mandy, that girl Alice will not join the other girls, you are to give her to no customer!"
" What are you saying smith?" She was surprised and worried" you know that girl is the
 most beautiful girl there, and fully endowed too, customers are already bidding for her, I was hoping to give her to the highest bidder. "
"Shut up! Damn you!." I was seething now and she must have seen the expression in my eyes because she stepped back fearfully. " you give her to any customer , or be bad to her and I swear I will kill you, and shoot the customer too, I swear to God, I will. "

Mandy knew the real me, she was our top informant, she knew I had a gun and she knew i could weild it.. She was very afraid, and there is a frightening look in her eyes. " Smith please, she won't be given to any customer, she won't, ..I say she won't"
I regained my composure and said " Mandy I am sorry for shouting at you or threatening you, I have my reasons, just abide with it. "
" All right, don't worry" she said.
"Good ,See to it that she gets anything she want , I want to see the members at the Red room. "
"All right, I will do that" Mandy said and asked "But why are you interested in this girl all of a sudden? she has nothing to offer you smith."
"None of your business Mandy, I have my reasons" I replied.
" All right, if you say so, permit me to leave now, I want to attend to some things" she said and left me standing there.
I hope my angry outburst won't have triggered Mandy's hatred against me, I hope it won't affect her cooperation and efficiency in any way, maybe I will have to see her again, I thought.
I entered the red room and I found my gang members waiting patiently for me, Alex was with a cup of beer, while Jack was puffing a cigarette.
"I am sorry for keeping you waiting guys." I said. "Now let's get into it."

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Two.


Today I am in high spirits so i am going to take my Porsche to the base, why am I feeling good today? Is it because of this journal ? Is it because of the operation tonight where we are going to cart away a lot of dollars? It should be the money.
Thinking about life, ever since I was young , I have always hustled hard for myself...did I tell you I am an orphan? And I grew up in an orphanage without ever getting to know my parents or my family relations..they told me I was found in a dumping ground and oh boy was I treated like that!

The orphanage was founded by a good Samaritan , a good woman she was, treating the orphans like her own children, the orphanage was running smoothly until she died, and it was a different story entirely for the orphans, it was handed over to her younger sister who was a mean witch, she was only interested in the orphanage because of the incentives it receives from the goverment and private individuals, and she employed more meaner women in the care of the orphans, we were treated with disdain but when an important individual is visiting, we would be treated with feigned care and love.

I had to run away from the orphanage when I was 13 to fend for myself and now I am here...But that is old story, when you dwell in the past, you wont make progress,.

I eased my car out of my apartment, coasting through the street towards the main road  , it is 9:30am by my time, in some other areas, a man going to his workplace by 9:30am on a Monday morning would have generated inquisitive glances but here, no one  cares, everybody minds their own business, I specifically chose the area as my abode because it s known for serenity..

Anyway stealing is the last occupation the folks here would think I engage in because I am very cautious in my appearance, I am not a high roller, I don't ball too much, I don't wear customized clothes, nor a lover of blings ,infact most of the time I am always in suits and ties with a black suitcase to add to the disguise, I am even a working usher in my church, so why did u think they would suspect me?

My only problem here is linda,now linda is a really pain in my ass,I regretted the day I saw her and gave her a lift,that sunny afternoon, she had been standing at the main junction, I was going to the hotel and i decided to gave her a lift, after entering the car,I asked her where she was going to,she told me she was just strolling around ,and asked for my destination. i told her the Paris hotel, she opted that we should go together and I agreed.mind you, my intentions were pretty honourable, I took her to the pool side restaurant and ordered a waiter to give us the best they were serving that afternoon.

After we have been served, I decided to engage her in discussion
"Oh forgive me,i have not even asked for your name, my name is Scott, what's yours" I asked her
"My name is Linda, Linda Thomas, thank you for bringing me here" she said and she started talking
She told me about her house, her parents, her crush, her dreams, her fears, and so many more,sometimes I was lost as she moved from one topic to another in the story of her life,but then i started to feel some kinda dislike for her, this girl could bring harm to me, she knew me today and started telling me all these,now i know without asking her that she is the only daughter of her parents, she want to be an actress, she passed her waec once ,thanks to the expo given to her by a teacher who now lives in America..

she can't be trusted to keep secrets, she talks took much and has no decorum, and it is not healthy to have this kind of people around you, after speaking non stop for over thirty minutes, she asked me what I do for a living
" I work in this hotel as an assistant manager" a tailored answer from me, always ready to give those who wants to know about my job
"Wow, that is surprising, with the way you are always kitted , people would actually think you work in a big company, I have always admired you.. You know"
"Oh Really? " I gave her a false smile
"Yes,I am so happy for getting to know u today, it has always been my wish, thank God my boyfriend didn't come to pick up, that lying fool, Just because he just bought a new car, he thinks he can make me wait in the sun, well its over between me and him!"

So you have a boyfriend? I pity that poor guy, indeed beauty is not everything. I thought and decided to leave her presence "I want to attend to some business now, you can enjoy yourself, just ask any waiter what you want, It would be in my bill" I stood up and handed her some money " I might not be available to take you home, you can get a cab with that"
She was visibly surprised and amazed at the amount, I could see greediness in her eyes, as she grabbed the money too quick for my liking "wow, this is much, you are a good guy,I will like to know you more"
"That will be another day,my dear "I said and made my way out of the restaurant.
The head waiter later came to complain to me that she ordered for the most expensive wine and went to the spa for a free treatment before she went home
;So she is not only a talkative but an opportunist as well; I thought within me, well there won't be another day .

After that day, she started visiting my house, but I made sure I had nothing to do with her, she tried to put a show up anytime we meet on the street so that people can think we had something going on between us, every time i tried giving her the cold shoulder, maybe she will take the clue and stop pestering me for a relationship, but she didn't , she kept at the game everyday ..had it been she knew the skeletons I had in my cupboard..
Well I have not seen her recently, she told me she would be travelling to her aunt's house in another state for three months, I was so happy and I hoped she d never return.I don't really care, but I won't fill my journal up with Linda stories, this journal is all about me,.

The Paris hotel, our base is now in my full view as I edged my car towards the parking lot.

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Life is a play and we are all actors and actresses in the play of life, God has written the script,but he had given us the chance to edit and rewrite it.use your chance well - johnny 2015

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I am writing this journal for my future unborned,maybe they will get to see it or not,I don't know.What they would do to it, their business,who knows I might never get to marry, soon i might be arrested by the police, convicted by the court and sentenced to death by the judge.

June 15th ( Monday)

Today is Monday, the D-day,we have planned and arranged all our movements, we d break in ,take the money and get out without too much fuss,nothing must go wrong tonight. I love success, maybe that is why I have many admirers.


Yes I am an armed robber and I am proud of it,criticize me if u want,but the true fact is that  we are all stealing something from somebody,if you praise the corrupt leaders we have now even after they steal millions of dollars,you are not fit to throw a stone at me,well I don't blame the leaders,man must fend for himself in any way he deems fit

Forgive me if I don't give you my full name and details,this journal might get to the wrong hands and I don't want the police hot on my tail, i have lot of businesses and operations to execute,police trouble would be a huge distraction,but for the records ,you can call me smith,you should know that's not my real name,I conned the name from the gun I use now, a smith and Wesson,slick in the hand,it has always been a faithful friend during operations..well now I know you are thinking that I am a killer , but you don't really have to worry, when I come to ur house and you cooperate with me,we will be good,my humble friend is always there with me just to warn any heroes that might want to get any ambitions that could be harmful to my health..don't know why some guys would try to act brave in front of their girlfriends,who will run to another lover if they get killed in the process..Fools are born every minute as they say..
My phone is ringing,I have to pick it,in my line of work, information is power and power might just be the thing that will save your life.

Its Francis, one of the members of my 4 man gang

"Hello ..who is this" I know its Francis but I am always on my guard,the gang members knows this and they dont get angry every time I pretend I don't know the caller. I understand the Nigerian police are getting wiser everyday, and I do watch movies too.

"Its frank,Hello king,arent u coming to the base?we are all expecting you" did I tell u,I am reffered t
o as king by my gang members?
I checked the time..it is 8.40am in the morning..wow,how time flies.

"Allright tell the rest,I will be with you soon,now don't go drinking booze,I don't want u all to be high when i come there, today is the day and we have to plan the getaway'


Francis laughed and said"Allright king,I will tell em" and the line was off..

I thought about Francis,he is a married man,with two kids and he runs a  5 star hotel, the Paris hotel and suites we use as our base,we hung around the bar of the hotel to hear and listen to the latest news and gists in town,and believe me, it is worth the time because we are never short of information, courtesy of blabbing drunken arrogant men and women...poor francis wife benedicta,a very nice woman,she thought Francis was into legitimate business, it would kill her to know her husband is a Robber and an armed one at that,maybe francis should be the one writing this journal, so he could leave it for his children, and they will see how their father struggled and make people unhappy to make them happy..but what do francis know?nothing,other than booze and women,did I tell u, he cheats on his good wife too? When I marry,I think I might leave this business for the sake of my wife and my future kids..marry? I don't think I will ever do that, I don't trust women, if they are not after your riches, they are after your downfall.

well that's the future ,it will take care of itself,this is now ,time wait for nobody ,it is 8:55am by my clock, time to hit the bathroom.....

As the saying goes, it is not over until it is over.stay tuned

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