One Night With Mr Braxton

The night air was damp and the sky was void of night stars. Everything felt like a movie setup as tension was Thick in the air.

Mrs Steele, donned in an all black attire, stepped out of the Prado that held her with a bag, waiting for something they all couldn’t seem to understand.

Hidden behind the bushes were some skilled men, carefully selected for the intricate mission. They were told to remain in the bushes until the supposed people picked up the bag but it seemed like the plans were changed.

Madam Steele was yet to drop the bait and instead stood firmly with her eyes hidden behind some dark rimmed glasses. It felt like she was trying to pass a message, one that they obviously weren’t the recipients as they couldn’t understand what she was doing.

No doubt, she looked pretty and intimidating. Her countenance was rock hard and supposing she wasn’t a woman, they’d have all found their individual ways out of the place.

The men dispersed into the woods and stayed put. Each of them were ready to do the needful should the need arise. It wasn’t up to thirty minutes when they heard some sharp and unmistakable footsteps coming down the slope.

In reaction, everyone remained alert, including Mrs Steele who for a split second wondered if she needed to hide herself before he noticed her presence.

The man, not aware of her presence, continued his run towards her, much to her surprise. It seemed like a perfect opportunity to ask about the area but all that came to an abrupt stop when the person in question looked ahead some steps away and faltered at the sight of her face.

The recognition, fear and total countenance of the young man upon seeing her told Mrs Steele so much without as much as batting an eyelid. She was thoroughly convinced of the fact the person before her was a part of the damned crew and she was honestly ready to make do on some of the things she promised to do upon encountering them.

” Leave me alone! I don’t do anything! Let me go! ” The man cried while being dragged to the feet of Mrs Steele. He had tried taking off the moment he came face to face with the devil but somehow, he was ambushed by some men from the bushes who held him down and accessible to Mrs Steele.

” Oh keep quiet. You know there isn’t anyone for miles over here so why are you so fussy?” She asked with a smirk. ” Listen, we could do this all smartly and not have to bother each other. Just point me in the direct and best believe, I’ll be out of your hair.”

Mrs Steele’s voice was supposed to come off as trusting but somehow, the young lad couldn’t bring himself to trust her.

” I don’t know what you’re talking about. Please! I’m just a passerby heading towards the city areas for some good time. I don’t pose any threat to you so please…”

” Oh really? Tell me, what part of the city are you headed and where are you coming from? Would you like to spend some time with us before heading over on your journey? Because, I believe you might have useful information we need so if you don’t mind, we’d be glad to have your presence.”

” Didn’t you hear me?! I said I’m a traveler! What are you trying to do?! I know my rights! Let me go! ” This time around, he was screaming his head off and trying his best to get out of the choke hold.

” What do you have here? Too little a bag for one who wants to travel don’t you think? ” Mrs Steele said and in a second, slashed open his little bag, looking through its contents.

” No! Don’t you dare”

Slap!

” Don’t do that”

Slap!

” One more word and I guarantee you’ll be sorry. You better get talking because if I get to find out myself, I’ll cut you into tiny little pieces and feed you to the fishes. You have my word.” She stated with a domineering look, capable of rendering her victim to a temporary state of fear induced blabbering.

” Mrs S-steel I mean, w-whoever you are, please let me g-go, I promise I’m no trouble”

” Oh you know my name! There’s a start! Now tell me, did you come in search of this? ” She asked, pointing to the bag of money.

” No! I didn’t! I wanted to leave! I have nothing to do with”

” Wrong answer. You have one more chance. Did you come in search of this?” She asked with a tone more serious than the first. It was time for business and there wasn’t enough time on her side. She was losing grip of the little amount of patience she held.

” I-I-I don’t know. Please! Believe”

Before the words were fully out of his mouth, two men dished out blows, effectively stopping him and followed it up with a gruesome session of intense beating.

Mrs Steele watched the scene, money in hand as the men thoroughly dealt with the young boy while some others busied themselves, getting familiar with the contents of his backpack.

Soon enough, two things became clear; the Young man’s identity as one of the kidnapper’s cyber professionals, if not the alleged techgod they had been battling with and the fact that he might have left their den in a hurry or as a snitch.

Whichever the case, it was all to their good as they were going to exploit the opportunity and churn up rock solid plans. Twenty minutes into their investigation, they were able to gather enough information and together headed towards the alleged hideout, taking their little beat up guy hostage as they headed straight for the kill.

*****

Mrs Steele was seated on a table in a makeshift office with three bloodied men on the floor, barely breathing from the amount of beating they had been dished out.

” I don’t have time for this. Like I said, where is she?” She asked with a still voice and when there wasn’t any forthcoming answer, they each received a zap from the mobile shocker her men brought along for good measure.

” G-gone…e-escap-ed…”

One of them managed to say. For the nth time.

” Wrong answer!”

Mrs Steele was seeing and before she could stop herself, she collected the mobile shocker and zapped the supposed ring leader of the crew for much longer than expected, sending him to an unconscious state.

” Fools! Each and everyone of them! ” She said, zapping all of them till they were unconscious.

When they all came into the supposed building, she had expected some level of preparedness but was surprised to see just how basic and unprepared they were for her arrival.

Within minutes she was able to get hold of the men as hostages, clear out every sort of information about her and was about to pick up the damned Emma only to be notified of her escape.

Knowing the amount of bushes outside, she believed if she was as destabilized and weak as they’d explained, she probably wouldn’t have gone far before being eaten up by some wild beast out there.

Her fury only intensified when she thought of just how much money she was at the verge of losing. How much money and connection she stood to lose because of the carelessness of a group of incompetent people!

” Take it all down. Burn them! altogether! “