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5:45 am, Oak City Hotel
Lizzy and her husband were sure that whoever was knocking that loudly must be one of the people who were after them. Steve reached into his laptop bag and removed a gun. Lizzy was shocked to see her husband in possession of firearm. “Dress up!” Steve barked at her, even though he was naked as much. Lizzy picked her clothes, ran into the bathroom and hurried to get dressed while Steve cocked his gun and stepped closer to the door. At the door he waited, wondering if to ask who was knocking on the door. Then an idea occurred to him, he moved across the room and dialed the hotel security from the intercom in the room, “Hello someone is knocking at my door, it think whoever that may be is here to hurt I and my wife!” “Are you serious?!” “Yes, I am. Some stranger has been banging away at my door. Why would you allow just anybody walk into your hotel and harass your customer? Get rid of him from my door now,” Steve demanded, making sure whoever was at the door did not hear his voice. “Excuse me sir, what is your room number?” “106.” “Thank you, we will get rid of whoever that is right away. We are very sorry for the inconvenience.” “Please get rid of whoever that is.”

To be sure whoever was standing at the door did not break into the room, Steve pushed a sofa to the door, hid behind another and pointed his gun toward the door. Though he was stark naked, he did not mind. He was too scared to worry about not having his clothes on. In the bathroom, Lizzy had dressed up and locked herself in there. Outside their hotel room, a beautifully curved lady, clad in just an underwear and a bathrobe, stood at the door knocking relentlessly. When the hotel security officers arrived, they were surprised to see that the person whom they had come to remove was an elegant, classy lady. The security agents did not know how to handle her at first. Also her breasts and underwear were in the open. She had deliberately shown them off to distract the hotel security officers in the event they came for her. Stuck on the back of her underwear was an automatic handgun. It took a while before the security officers could take their eyes off her curvy, seductive body. “Hello, madam, you are disturbing our customers with your loud knock. Whoever is in that room doesn’t want to see you,” said one of the security officers.

The lady placed her hand on her breasts and gently caressed them, while she pretended to be sorry for how loud she had been knocking. “I am very sorry, please forgive me. I was desperate to make up with my friend that I forgot how loudly I was knocking. The man in the room is a friend of mine. I said something he didn’t like, he left me in anger and went into his room. I want to make up with him, I have no intention of going back to my bed alone.” From the room Steve listened, he could not tell whose voice that was, and he had not been with any woman since he arrived at the hotel. “Okay, madam. We will help get in touch with him and convey to him how you feel about what transpired between the two of you. However, you have to return to your room while we work on that. Many of our customers have called to complain about your loud knocks.” “Thanks a lot, I will return to my room then and wait for you to help me. In case you get in touch with him, I am in room 095.” As though she had just realized she was bare breasted, she pulled her bathrobe over her enhanced pair of breasts and walked back toward her room.” A few steps away from the security men, she staggered on her feet as though she was going to hit the floor. One of the security officers made a dash toward her and steadied her to her feet.

The lady deliberately brushed her breasts on the guy and whispered seductively, “When you are done, please come to my room. It is room 095.” The security guy nodded and rejoined his colleagues. The security officers stood by the door and watched her until she disappeared down the hallway. When she got into her room, she quickly made a call, “I could not get into his room. The two of them are in the room right now. Give me an hour more, I want to use one of the hotel security officers to get into his room.” “Do it quick, and if it doesn’t work let us know,” a male voice said. Back in Steve’s room he was on the phone with the security men, “I don’t know who that woman is. I have never met her in my life. I am here with my wife. I don’t want that woman to come back knocking on my door!” Okay sir, we'll make sure she does not come back to bother you.” “I want you to do much more than that, please post two security men at my door or I am going to call in the police. I and my wife think that lady is an assassin!”

10: 15 am, Emilia’s house
Mayo was standing at the gate to Emilia’s mansion. He had a fez cap over his face and his eyes darted up and down the street. The gate swung open and he dashed into the compound. Standing on the balcony of the house was Emilia. A young man way below her age was standing behind her, rubbing her back. One look at her, Mayo knew she had just crawled out of the bed with the young man. Mayo moved into the house and climbed the staircase with lightning speed. As soon as he sat down, he pointed at the young man and asked, “Does your mother know you are having sex with a lady about her age?” The young man was embarrassed. “Go put on some clothes and go back to your mother!” Mayo demanded angrily as the boy ran into Emilia’s bedroom. Emilia could not tell if Mayo was just jealous for seeing her with the boy or was angry for some other reason. To test him, she sat opposite him and left her legs wide open. “What have you been doing lately, Emilia? Someone sent assassins after me. Who wants me dead?!” Mayo had his eyes fixed on her face. If her legs were open he didn’t notice. He was reading every nuance on her face. His hand rested on his automatic gun. If he would get just a hint that she was behind the attempt on his life, he would drop her dead and shoot his way out of her house.

Emilia was shocked to hear of the attempt on Mayo’s life. She stood up and walked toward him, looking genuinely concerned. “I did not send assassins after you, baby,” she said. “The only people I have tried to kill were Eve and Stanley. Thanks to you, I am no longer hunting them,” she continued. That wasn’t entirely true. She was still after Eve and Stanley. She was going to let them walk free until she found out that Maxwell had made contact with Stanley. She didn’t want Maxwell to find out who was behind the videos. Ironically, Anabel, Maxwell’s daughter was her friend. Mayo didn’t trust her, with what he had seen so far, it would be hard for him to trust anyone. As Emilia drew closer, he tightened his grip on his gun. Emilia noticed his biceps pulsating. At first she misread that for a sign that Mayo wanted to jump into bed with her. However, as her eyes followed Mayo’s hand to his waist, she saw he had his hand around a gun, she could she the shape of the gun. She stepped back and raised her hands in the air. “Mayo, stop being stupid! I did not send anyone after you!” She deliberately raised her voice so her guards could run into the living room. In a jiffy four armed men ran into the living room.

The guards expected Emilia to send them out, but when she did not, they took that for a cue and positioned themselves around the living room. Mayo observed them moving into positions and pretended he did not. “Have a look at this,” Mayo said and passed his phone to Emilia. On the screen was the picture of the two men he shut dead in his house. As she studied the faces of the two dead men in the picture, Emilia covered her mouth in shock. “I had a police officer go to my house and snap that picture. The night I was attacked, another group came after I had escaped and took the two girls I had brought in for the night to a hospital.” “What happened to the girls?” “I gave them pendulum. Their hearts could not handle it.”  “Mayo, I recognize one of these guys. He belongs to a group known as the desert scorpion. I have used them once, when I came back from Atlanta. But believe me I did not send them after you. Someone else did.” Emilia beckoned to one of her guards and he came over. “Transfer this picture to your phone and find out who sent these men after Mayo,” she demanded.

“Emilia, I found hidden cameras in my fun house. Someone has for long been recording what has been going on in that house. Do you know who installed the cameras?” “I don’t know Mayo. Don’t forget I am also in the videos.” she lied. “I have forgotten, remind me, what was your reason for trying to kill Eve and Stanley?” Emilia could see where Mayo was headed. “So far all the available evidence show that Eve and Stanley made the videos or paid those who did. I had to do what needed to be done. I was expected to protect my friends whom I brought into your fun house for those nude parties and sexual orgies we had. It was our right to do what we wanted with our lives. However, to record what we did in privacy and make them available to the public was wrong; especially without our permission. Lots of powerful people are in those videos; I just had to do something to give them the impression I was working hard to recover the videos.” Mayo could see she was being careful not to say the wrong things and give herself away. “You said you know where Eve and Stanley are, I want to have a chat with them.” Emilia looked shocked, she did not see that coming.

12: 00 Noon, A Mansion outside the City
“I and Eve have thought about it. We will take your offer Mr. Maxwell. I want to go out there and find out who set me up.” “I am glad to hear this Stanley. You won’t have to worry about your wife’s safety, we will take care of her when you move back to the city to hunt for whoever made those videos.” “I am sorry Maxwell; I won’t leave my wife behind. I and Eve are going to burst this case wide open together. Don’t worry about her, she can take care of herself.” “Stanley I like that. I like it when men direct their anger very well. However, I must warn you, there are many people out there who want you dead. They won’t spare either you or Eve.” “It can’t get worse than it already is. We have taken bullets for what we don’t know much about. Our families think we are dead. They don’t even know where our bodies are. Give us the amour and men we need and we will solve this problem.” “If that is what you want. I can’t stop you, Stanley. Just make sure you stay alive long enough to find the videos and who made them for me.” “I and my wife will outlive this present crisis, we have no plans to check out on life just yet.” Stanley dropped the call and walked back into the house. In the room where they have been for weeks, Eve had packed the little effects which were their only belongings.

“How did it go, baby,” Eve asked. “He was happy. He wanted you to stay back here, but I refused.” “So we can go now?” Eve asked with glee in her face and mirth in her voice. “I know we are leaving here today, no matter how events swing.” Eve took him in her arms and kissed him for what seemed like eternity. When she was done she asked, “So when we leave here, you will get to make love to me right?” Stanley smiled and nodded. “Finally, I will get to enjoy my honeymoon! Wow! I think we are the only couple with the worst honeymoon in all of history.” Eve couldn’t let Stanley out of her sight, she followed him around the room as he paced about, perfecting his plans. Every second she got, she used it well, kissing him like he was her first crush.

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