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Kasarachi - Episode 23

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KASARACHI

Kasarachi - Episode 23

(Tell it to God)


★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

      

Ark and I started getting a hint to what Don meant by his earlier statement when Dagger a man who he usually uses for his assassinations came into the sitting room.

Oh, my feet suddenly stood rooted to the spot and my hands began shaking by themselves as I came to the realization of what game is actually being played here....

I realized the don didn't want to pay Ark the money which they initially agreed upon. 

He is also trying to ensure that his secret was secured so he has to silence Ark who is an outsider forever.

Ark upon seeing the hidden motive of Don to kill him, went down on his knees immediately and began pleading with him

"Don please I'm begging you. You can take the girl for free but spare me pleaseeee...."

Don didn't give him much of a listening ear, he simply gave a wave of hand for Dagger to take him away from there.

Ark stood up from his kneeling position and ran towards the door to escape which was a really dumb move because Dagger sh0t him before he could even get to the door.

I was in extreme shock! 

Even when Don ordered for the place to be wiped clean of his bl00d, I couldn't believe my eyes that the Ark who came here with me alive is now laying d£ād on the floor!

I was later taken into a big room with nothing in it aside from short stools and a round bowl which from the look of things is for urinating. 

From the corridor leading to the room, I could see quite a number of young girls like myself sitting on the available stools and hopelessly staring into space. 

I was pushed into the room to join them and the door was slammed shut afterwards.

I heaved heavily as I fully walked inside and silently sat at a corner. 

None of us tried interacting with one another. We simply sat quietly with our minds roaming about different things. 

For the one week we stayed there, food was brought to us by two unfamiliar male faces in the morning and evening. 

They also made sure the bowl for urinating was disposed of every morning so that the place wasn't stinking.

Throughout our stay, we bathed once in four days. 
Since it was behind the building, it made it easier for the guys standing on guard to stare shamelessly at our n@kedness.

They would stare lustfully at us bathing but for reasons best known to them, none of them attempted to s*xually assault us. I'm guessing it was an order from their boss Don that they wouldn't tamper with us.

Today makes it exactly one week since I came to the building. 
Later in the day, the don came to see us himself and asked us to prepare as tomorrow is a special day for him.

Don said he was shipping us outside the States for the purpose of selling us out to men abroad who needed heart implants and are willing to pay any amount for it.

That was when I discovered Don was a human trafficker and that this would not be his first or even last operation of shipping females abroad for ev¡l purposes. 
I suppose this was the secret he had to k¡ll Ark for, in order to seal it up forever.

According to Don, he prefers young girls like us because they are weaker and easier to handle than guys. He said it's also because our feminine charm and faces would easily pave the way for us to sign our passports and do verification at the airport.

We were escorted to the back of the building to take our bath as usual. For me, I used that opportunity to urinate and most of us who wanted to excrete did so, because we didn't know what laid ahead of us.

After that, they gave us some really nice clothes to wear and expensive human hairs which made us look like sophisticated girls.

Seven of the girls in the room including me were ordered to move over to the garage and enter the Jeep packed there. 

We did as instructed and practically had to lap ourselves when the spaces weren't sufficient for all of us to sit conveniently.

Don was sitting with us at the back and two of his bodyguards were at the front seat with one of them driving the car.

We arrived at the airport and as we drove in, Don issued out a stern warning for us to compose ourselves and not let him down. 

Probably from his silent observation, Don figured that I have the tendency of being stubborn and rebellious, so he focused his warning more on me than on other girls....

"Remember the plans and don't try to outsmart us Kasarachi. We have our eyes on you all. I'm sure you know that nobody messes with me and goes scot free. You still remember what I did to Ark...am I right..?" Don the boss asked looking intently at me 

I nodded my head vigorously out of fear and just then the scene of how he sh*t Ark d£ad flickered into my memory. 

I quickly shook off the ugly memory and was forced to concentrate more on my new reality when the car came to a halt.

Don came down to open the door and ordered us to come down and follow him.

All of us came down from the car as instructed by Don. We were frightened but we kept trying to put out a smiling facade.

Our smiles weren't sparkling in our eyes such that I'm certain a keen observer will easily notice the fear evident on our faces.

Still with a plastic smile on my face, I walked beside Don and six other girls into the airport. 

As we walked in, I noticed that Don was busy smiling and cheerfully waving at everyone he came across on his way. 

Don is a handsome young man so I wasn't surprised when women were also looking at him in admiration as we passed by. Now I believe the adage of our forefathers that indeed appearances can be really deceptive.

Looking at him smartly dressed, smiling, and waving at everyone he came across, nobody would easily guess that he is a human tr@fficker who is scheming for something bad abroad.

Don pointed at a particular direction which is where counters are situated for passport and visa verification, and we obediently made our way towards an official counter.

Midway, three of us split ways and went with one of his bodyguards to another counter. This was to avoid attracting attention to ourselves by walking in groups.

For me, Don didn't want to let me out of his sight so I had to stick with walking beside him even though I didn't want to.

"Kasarachi this is what I want you to do. When you're asked by the officer to submit your passport for verification....do that with a big smile on your face so he will not suspect anything okay...?" Don whispered into my ears as we were walking closer to the counter of the immigration officer.

I nodded in obedience but heaven knows that my spirit became so down when I remembered what he said to us earlier.

I can't even believe that I am being coerced to obey instructions that will directly lead me to my own d£ath!

I never bargained for all of this when I came to this Lagos. All I wanted to do was work and earn money, take care of Mama and my siblings but see how I landed in the hands of a human tr*fficker like Don.

I don't even know what country we will be shipped to outside Nigeria. And God forbid his plans working out, because if I'm to d!e now my family will not even know about it. 

My poor siblings will be subsequently looking forward to seeing me every month as I promised them.
While mama will just be holding onto hope thinking I'm alive and hearty in the city without knowing it's the exact opposite.

Honestly, I don't want to be sl*ughtered as an animal for any heart transplant in a faraway land. 
Worst is the fact that the money will be enjoyed by this ev!l man Don!

No! I will have to stay alive if not for any other reason, for my family at least. I cannot afford to fail them this woefully.

I need to find a way of escaping this plot but how do I do that when my life is at stake....? 

Lord I will really need you now more than ever before. I said a sincere prayer in my heart as I sighed deeply burdened.

I got my passport verified and was delegated to the airplane which I will be traveling in. Unfortunately for me, it is actually the same with that of Don.

"You females are so weak and blind to the realities of the world. Could you believe that I attempted wooing the petite lady at the counter and it worked excellently well. She immediately signed my passport without even checking to see if I met the terms!" Don said to me while chuckling at his words

I scoffed while walking ahead of him. I was not interested in whatever he was saying.

Suddenly a crazy thought crept into my mind as I made to approach my seat on the airplane! 

Instead of sitting down, I stopped at the entrance of my seat to Don's bewilderment. 

I'm sure in his mind, he is wondering what I have up my sleeves but I cared less. 

I smirked because I wanted what I'll do next to come as a huge shock to him. That way he will learn never to underestimate a female!

My heart was beating very fast!

I already know that what I'm thinking of doing right now is a very huge risk that could likely backfire on me later. 

Fear was killing me and my determination to do so was fast declining but I shook it off.

Don was busy giving me the look to behave myself but I completely ignored him and acted like I didn't see all his subtle cues.

I inhaled and exhaled saying to myself that this is me Kasarachi who never gives up on life easily, and so I'm willing to try my luck one more time!

With that decided in my heart, I braced myself up for what I am about doing which could change the sphere of my entire life....

(Do not take credit or Plagiarize AMAH'S HEART stories)


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