Chapter 40

Scare

Leticia couldn't help but to fantasize about her moment with little Tessa, while Brenda's life was a complete mess after she couldn't help but ask herself what was wrong with her when it came to relationships.

She felt that she was an unfortunate girl who was so unlucky with love. This aspect brings us to the fact that two people can never be the same.

While Leticia was going against all odds just to have her father, her flatmate had nothing more disturbing than to think about her love life. Well, she could do that as she was an only child and had parents who were ready to cater to her every need.

"Where did I go wrong?" Brenda asked before thinking about her life with Frank which was all roses before an unknown demon decided to take over him.

Frank hung her clothes on the stick beside the door, Although it was warm here, being around Frank always made her feel cool. Frank had allowed her for a second but the look on his face showed that he had not completely forgiven her.

He had anger issues, and when heightened especially with the people he deals with at the club and contracts too, he resigns home to lay that anger on Brenda.

Tonight, Brenda was dressed in a purple satin gown that arrived below her knew exposing part of her slender straight legs. She got confused about what to do now especially as Frank had returned to the couch sitting there as if he expected a visitor. She had not noticed that she had stood at the center of the room glaring at him.

Although Frank had truncated her life and existence from the world, she hadn't minded. After she had been abducted from her hometown, Frank brought her to Dexbourg which is a two days journey from her home.

No one had ever put up an advert looking for her, no one ever even cares about her in Buea, she hated that fact so much. But she didn't mind nonetheless, she had no family to care for back at Buea apart from herself, moving to Dexbourg, therefore, was meaningless to her.

Here, she cooked for him, washed his clothes, pressed them on the iron, and always made sure that he was on point for his meeting. What did she get from all this? a roof over her head and her life. So far, she enjoyed it and resigned to living her life with this beast.

She had been captured in her mind staring at Frank cluelessly till his harsh baritone penetrated her eardrums.

"Brenda, I'll advise you to live that place and go to the kitchen, where you belong, I am damn hungry and unless you've forgotten, I'll serve you as diner if I don't have an appropriate meal," he blurted out scaring her.

Flinching in fright, she was scared of facing his wrath.

"I am sorry, what will you like for breakfast?" she asked wanting to ease him.

Frank did not have her time, rather, as a response, he sent his hand in the pocket of his denim jacket, brought out a packet of cigarettes, and picked out one from the five sticks remaining in it. Scrubbing the lighter to ignite flames, he lit his cigarette.

Brenda stood there wanting to repeat her question but sort it wise to keep her mouth shut especially as she didn't want to suffer more pain from this brute.

Frank had a long draw from his addiction, removed the stock from his mouth then puffed out the huge air towards Brenda as if they were bullets aimed to stroke her heart.

Starting at her with disgust, he let out,

"It seems like common sense has left your head and it has constantly been replaced with stupidity. If you want to know what I will have for dinner, then I'll tell you. Brenda, serve me anything that is not you and edible. You have half an hour to do so, let a second not add on the set time,"

The temerity of his words made Brenda scurry off into the room, as she made way to have her master's meal done.

In the living room, Frank walked towards the corner of the large room where his wine bar stood with hundreds of alcoholic drinks resting, waiting for him to taste them.

Choosing a rare brand of whiskey__Jack Daniels, he added three ice blocks to the glass before pouring himself a thin layer of the liquid in the glass. Sipping the liquid, he shook his head from left I right willing himself that is okay to have that kind of reaction.

The only word that breathed in his mind was "Money" he always needed more money, although he was rich, and owned a mansion at Bastos the briskest place in Christwood where only his kind lived.

So far, he could be proud of being part of the most deadly and dangerous Mafia group in town.

The red feathers are made up of three gang leaders, the highest being Mr. Oscar Williams. He owns them all, and they all do his dirty jobs. Rich, powerful, deadly, and aims at retaining his position as the head.

Frank was the second in command, and lastly, there was Abel Scott, in charge of raising men to do the jobs for the team.

The most reason why Frank was called

"The missile," is because he is always on point. He clears every trace of being a suspect and once he shoots, it's clear, that there is no turning point for the culprit, it is either he dies or he dies. They always die so there is no option for a second thought or a compromise.

Heaving a sigh, he scratched the scalp of his head while waiting for Brenda to serve his meal.

Even though Frank was evil and considered heartless, he always has the urge to restrain himself from killing Brenda, this is the only lady he has succeeded in protecting for two years. Unlike her, he had wiped off any traces of his previous affairs with ladies especially does who had helped him attain his goal. They always ended up being discovered in water faraway in a distant place after all the signs of murder are cleared up, or buried in the forest miles away from the town.

Frank has never given anyone any reason to suspect him, he plans on exterminating Brenda's life is always truncated whenever he returns and finds out how useful she had been to him. A warm meal and some bed sports every night were enough to keep his mind away from putting a bullet in her skull.

Frank wondered about everything yet nothing as he thought about how frightened he had been when he had returned and not found Brenda at home. He had inflicted so much pain and fear in her life so much that trying to escape is tantamount to death.

Something she hasn't planned for.

Brenda swayed her way struggling to the dining room after maintaining her stability between walking and fumbling with her steps. She had a porcelain bowl in her hands filled with baked potatoes and salmon sauce. The appetizing aroma from the bowl was amazing, and as she walked toward the table, she struggled to maintain her balance.

Setting the table was an easy touch for her, as she wanted to remain the good girl to keep her life safe for a long while. Deep in her, she knew Frank was going to kill her when he is probably done chasing cats with her, it is evident, so she better makes it last while she still can do so.

Walking towards the bar, she went to announce to him that food was served.

When Brenda stepped onto the tiled floor, her crystal slippers crashed on the floor making Frank tilt his head in a swift movement as he was very alert.

As a thief and gang leader, Frank always makes use of his ears to detect sounds, to make sure he is always safe, and when his eyes are locked with Brenda's own, they spat daggers at her showing that he is already pissed off.

Frank had his phone in his ears, and since it was on the other hand, she had not noticed it.

"Food is served, Frank," she said.

Her statement pissed him off since he was busy talking to Mr. Oscar William, his boss.

Holding the receiver so that his voice would not be overheard, he said in suppressed fury,

"Get your filthy self out of here, can't you see I am on the phone?" he let out furiously.

He asked restraining his voice making sure that Mr. Oscar doesn't hear his voice.

Brenda noticing for the first time that he is on the call, jumped in fright wondering if everything was going to be alright with her.

Hurrying off, she left the place allowing him to make his call.

Mr. Oscar had a plan for Frank, it was to annihilate wealthy Billionaire Kyle Liam Becket of Bessadi.

To Oscar, Kyle is a stepping block to power especially as he is about to be inaugurated as the Governor of Littoral. If he becomes one and succeeds to mount power, life will be made difficult and deals shattered for him to cooperate with other Mafia bosses of the town. This is a no and therefore has to be wiped out of that position.

Although Frank has been the one doing the dirty job for Mr. Oscar, he finds this extreme especially as the security is going to be tight on the evening of the party and the least mistake is tantamount to having him arrested by the Gendarmes and police forces that will be present.

"Sir. William, I do not think I can do this job, besides, the inauguration will be inaccessible for me, the least mistake will lead me to instant jail and the red feathers will be tracked down in a blink of an eye," he said trying to reason out the damages this might cause to the brotherhood.

It is obvious he had a point but then, Mr. Oscar's voice was hard and filled with repulsion as he tried to place some common sense into her head.

"I do not believe it is the missile that is talking like a wimp, a common doormat that will let a nobody person like Kyle mount the Governor's office, there is no way at all. Think about the money involved, the fifth million francs, and a puppet whom we can manipulate to our favor. Isn't that enough reason to fight? tell me, Frank, unless you aren't the missile, then I'll look for someone worth the job and I can boldly kick you aside," he said threatening him.

Frank knew he had to take up the job, there is no doubt, but then, details of the work were uncovered, he wasn't even interested, but considering the money, the luxurious life he would continue swimming in if he places only one bullet in Kyle Liam's thick skull.

In all ways, it is either a win or a loss situation, Oscar had made his intentions clear and had ended the call allowing him to reason it out himself.

Brenda's dilemma went too far and to think of it, she had always had a weird feeling about Frank and his businesses as well as his associates, but again, she didn't believe that it was true and when she knew about it, she was to scare to leave him