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Rain Can Never Know – Season II, Episode XIII

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“I got your contact from the Prime Lion himself. I spoke to him last night and he told me that I could speak with you about anything I want done here.”


“He said you are more or less in charge of this axis and that you can arrange anything for me in Yenagoa.”

“I am happy the Prime Lion thinks that highly of me.”

“He has a lot of respect for you. He said in your active days in the University of Calabar you rose to the position of Chief Executioner.”

“It was God. I was ruthless and efficient. I always got the job done.”

“Good. I have a job for you. Part of it will be done here in Yenagoa and the other part will be done somewhere in Ogun State I believe.”


“Have you carried out a hit outside Yenagoa before?”

“Several times. Remember I was second-in-command even as an undergraduate and that meant a lot of travelling across the country to off people.”

“I just wanted to be sure.”

“I have people all over the country I can reach out to if I need support. After all Ogun state is just here, it’s not as if you are talking about Zamfara or Sokoto.”

“Excellent. So, when was the last time you were active?”

“By active, you mean?”

“Like carried out a hit.”

“Well, personally I haven’t been active for some time now. You know how it is when we are out of school, but I’ve had people do things for me over the years and they have been successful.”

“So, when was the last time you were involved with anything?”

“A couple of months back. And it was here in Yenagoa. Everything was set for the hit but it had to be called off at the last minute.”

“And why was that?”

“Because of some personal entanglement between the prey and my girlfriend and some very powerful people in the state.”


“It is a long story, but I assure you it has nothing to do with my competence or ability to deliver.”

“Was anyone arrested? I mean this entanglement; did it land you or any of our members in trouble with the police?”

“No sir. No Wounded Lion was wounded.”

“Sounds good. Like I told you earlier, the Prime Lion himself said you are the man for this job. If he believes you are capable of a perfect execution then I can’t question him.”

“What ever it is, I trust myself. I can put together all the resources needed to take out any number of people you want taken out in this town or anywhere else in Nigeria.”

“Okay. Let us go out for a ride. I prefer we talk in my car. You know what they say, walls have ears and as a rule I don’t discuss the details of this sort of business in hotel lobbys and bars.”

“That is okay. Me too I am not very comfortable here. We don’t know who might be watching and putting two and two together.”

“Correct. My car is in the parking lot.” They both stood up. Shata signalled to the waiter and then he brought out a ward of notes from his wallet and dropped it on the table. 

“Thanks for the drink.”

“Don’t mention. By the way my name is Shata. I told you on the phone that I was White Lion. That was what they called me in my active days in the university.”

“White Lion? Is it because you are mixed race?”

“Correct.” They both laughed. 

“Well, I told you on the phone that I was Lion Slayer. My real name is David, David Spiff III. But you can call me D3.” 



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