A Story written by Purityval
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Settled in the comfort of his car which overlooked Claire’s gate, his mind went back to what was among the most difficult contract he ever handled; two years ago. How he was contacted to execute the contract and provided with all necessary information after the drop off. He had recorded the contract on his note pad (contract book) and went into action.
It had involved the execution of four men which had taken him two months to locate. It had been tough as every one of them seemed meticulous and hiding. He had reconciled all the information he had on each of them and realized that they were a gang.
Gathering them together had been the easiest part of the job as capturing one of them had led to that of the other three. After killing them, he had transported their bodies to a remote village and buried them. After burying them, he retraced his step making sure not to leave any evidence.
One month after, the news of the discovery of four dead bodies hit every nook and cranny but died off under one year which was sooner than he’d expected. It was thenthat he realized that the four guys he killed were connected to the death of a very wealthy man.
The buzzing of his phone jolted him back to reality. Picking it up, he saw a message notification and clicked it open. ‘They are connected to the death of Mr. Williams; a famous business man. He has a daughter Claire and a brother Bob. That’s all I could lay my hands on’
After reading the text message, flashes started coming to his mind. Why had he not connected Claire to Mr. Williams? He remembered the face of Mr. Williams all over the news and just then it occurred to him that he had seen that same face on Claire’s study. Hitting himself hard, he cursed under his breath ‘damn!! Why didn’t I connect this before now?”
Clicking on the reply option under the text message, a clear sheet appeared and he typed a message, ‘I need all the names and details of every suspect on that case. I’m expecting it within an hour, thanks’
When the message delivered, he slipped the phone back into his pocket. ‘Whoever ordered the hit on those four guys was responsible for the death of Mr. Williams and is also responsible for that of Claire’s.’ He concluded.
To Be Continued…