Jack, currently known as Mr ugly is a popular crime lord, drug dealer and he enjoyed making things dance to his wishes. Yes, he just enjoyed it when everything goes his way.
No one knows his whereabouts. He left his location unknown to the public and his enemies. He only operates in the dark hour.
He's the government's most wanted criminal, he's crime rate keeps on increasing everyday without getting caught.
If you fail to complete his task, then he will hunt for you till you return from the dust which you way made from. That alone makes people keep away from him
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Kelly was pacing around the room with the magazine widespread in his hand. He stopped and makes a gesture before stepping forward to his next position.
He was thinking about the mission that was given to him by mr ugly, he has carried out a lot of outstanding missions, then this one will not be excluded.
He focused on the photos available in the magazine. it was an image of a guy in the '40s and more, looking more stunts and young to even look like a mere simple witness in a court. He admires his appearance to the last stop.
He flings it open to the next page, there was another photo of him holding a silver trophy in his left hand, with a script on it "BEST ENTERTAINER OF ALL TIME". He wowed to his surprise
He flip it open to the next page, there was no photo but only notes, he browse through the note and stopped at the word clearly bold and underline. It was the name of the guy in the photo album
"Harry", he mumbled. focusing on the note, nodding his head, flipping it to the next page,
if only he could gather a lot of information about him before his time gets exhausted - that will be seriously bad for him to be a loser.
He folded up the magazine with his middle finger leaving space in between the magazine, walking back to his table. Books of different colours and sizes were properly arranged in other of their uses.
He grabbed the chair and dragged it out slowly, having a seat on it. Push itself closer to the table - placing the magazine on the table.
Running his right finger, line after line on the magazine well focusing on words that are written on the magazine.
His full name was written on the passage, "Harry Kel", he picked up a pen and scribble it down on paper.
He turned it to the next page of the magazine expecting to see everything about Harry Kel but the page was pull-off from the magazine.
Seeing this, a clear frustration was displayed on his face, he banged the table with his hand. he could feel pain running around his arm but what could be more painful than reaching your destination and your house being destroyed.
He smile and close the magazine about putting it in a trash box closer to him, he saw something very interesting so he stopped and open the magazine again, it was the address of Harry Kel written in fein style.
He jots down the code of the address on another piece of paper.
Opened the laptop that was placed on the table. turning it on, and dial in some digit to unlock it.
Typing in the address code on the paper into the system and waits
, patiently for the system to load, after loading for some minutes it pops out some image's on the screen.
It was a two-storey building painted with white colours, he scrolls to the next image it was Harry Kel, spending time in the swimming pool.
He scrolls to the next image, It was a warning note about the house. He released the mouse, staring at the laptop screen with surprise,
he clicked further to check why he was warned about the house. He was desperate to know why he was warned about the house.
But nothing responsible was written about the house, he turned off his computer - picked up his phone and dial a number into it, waiting patiently for the receiver to answer, the phone beeped for some seconds.
"Hello, how may we help you", a soft voice respond from the cellphone.
"Thank you for the response", he answered covering his mouth with clothes just to make his voice sounds different on the phone call.
"Thank you for choosing our service sir", the voice paused. "please what can we do for you? ", the voice come again after some seconds.
"Okay, I need a package to be delivered to me at road 77, house number 40". He said sounding impatient
"Okay sir, you can now place your order."
"I need white Gucci hoodies, black tennis skirt and red hills", he paused to be sure if his order was taken down or not.
"Sir is that all ?" the lady on phone asked, sounding more concerned than before
"Yes, any problem with that?" He asked gently expecting a good reply from her
"No Sir, the lady is very lucky to have such a gift from a guy like you", she said following with a joyful laughter
"Thank you miss," she's very lucky to have me too, so how much is my money, he laughed back at her
"400 USD only Sir",
"Okay send your details I will transfer it immediately to you", he said and hang out the call
His phone beeped few minutes after the call, it was an SMS from the lady, He did not waste much time, he transfer the amount to her Account immediately.
His phone beeped again, it was another message from the lady, "thank you, your goods will be delivered tomorrow at 10:00 am".
He smiles focusing on a photo of a lady that was placed on his table, He lifted his hand gently touching around the photo frame of it lifting it and placing it on his chest, holding it tightly
"I miss you Benita", he muttered releasing the photo ,placing it back on the table, he was distracted by a knock on the door.
He stood up gently arranging everything back to normal before heading to the door, the door was knocked again.
"Who's there?" He asked friendly, Opening the door. The delivery guy on a black T-shirt and black face cap stood there with his mouth open about introducing himself before the door was opened.
He gripped a brown parcel. "sir, please are you Mr Vail? ", he asked dropping the parcel on the floor
"Yes, I hope nothing is wrong ?", Was fixing his sight on the parcel
"No sir, this the makeup tools you order, everything is fully fixed inside the parcel",
"You can please sign your signature here and here", he pointed to some space in the document and then hand a writing material to him
"Okay", he received the pen and signed on the space shown to him and hand the document back to the delivery man
"Thank you, sir, nice working with you", he said and walk away from him.
He stepped out and push in the parcel into the house, closing the door beside him.
He opened the parcel immediately, he just stared at the box with a lot of surprise on his face, placing his two palms on his mouth.
Going down slowly, touching most of the makeup tool that was inside the box, bringing them out one after the other, he was just appreciating their beauty.
He deep his hand into the parcel and brought out a bone straight, it was properly packaged into a sack black and much natural.
He opened the sack and brought out the hair placing it on his head, walking closer to the mirror, just admiring its reflection for some seconds.
Right now he might wish he was the opposite gender. Cause he was truly beautiful on it
"This is the only perfect way to kidnap Harry Kel without anybody knowing who's the main suspect and I will be forever known for my good work by Mr ugly", he smiles at his reflection.
He packages back the hair returning it to the sack, putting everything back in place,
But it was like he forgot something very important.
He squat putting his hand below his jaw, twirling his eyeball.
"Yes I need training to be perfect on this action", he muttered still placing his hand on his jaw
"Yes!! Yes!! "He screams.
jumping to his feet, smiling happily.
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