MAWTHIE

THE robbing operation was still going on when Mawthie decided to come out of the bank, to see how situation was outside. He came out in good time just to see Freddie, the one who had driven their van, jumped out of the van and rushed behind it, huh? What was that?

Then his eyes instantly caught something, like a figure dashing into the dark alley close by, and he watched Freddie followed, and then he joined them.

From a distance, he watched as the figure kicked at Freddie, and so much defended, trying to protect herself. Damn! This soul seems useful.

She had kicked off his hand which he had slipped into his pockets probably for a gun, then bent down to pick up the gun, and right there, he knew it was done for.

Instantly, he rushed towards them. Freddie was now lying on the ground, crouching his abdomen.

"Freddie", he shouted and ran up to them.

The little figure tried picking up the pistol and he rushed forward and kicked it off, then in a flash, held her two hands in capture.

He looked into the face and freezed, jeez! It was a female!

⚔️ The Mambas Organisation ⚔️

Lord Lucario sat on the largest midieval in the posh living room, a large hookah on a long side table beside him, as he smoked heavily.

Three men, dressed in long black cloaks stood around him, one sat opposite him, they were all muscular and heavily looking.

The large long doors opened and Mawthie entered, dragging along with him the little girl he had captured from the operation that night.

Lord Lucario watched as the little girl fought relentlessly to free herself from his grip as she was dragged along.

He walked up to the mafia Lord and took a stand right in front of him, then bowed.

"My Lord", he said, and left the girl, then took his arms behind him.

"Speak", Lord Lucario ordered.

"This little girl was found during the operation lurking around the scene, I have brought her to you", he said.

Lord Lucario snorted, then puffed out some smoke.

"So, did I send you to bring me a girl, or I sent you to bring me money? Huh?", he asked, his cold voice echoed in the room and Mawthie cringed in fear, even the little girl felt it.

The little girl stared intently at the most dreaded mafia Lord, Lord Lucario. Gosh! So this was him? Finally, she has met him huh.

"My Lord, I brought her to you because I felt she would be useful, I mean, you needed to see the way she had fought, and tried to protect herself. Freddie is in the sick bay as we speak because of her", he explained.

All the men in the room instantly snapped their heads at her.

Hmph, Lord Lucario scoffed and glanced at the supposed brave girl to take a proper look at her, she stood fearlessly, not cringing at his voice, not cringing at the sight of him, she just stood and watched on.

"Hey little girl, what's your name?", he asked her.

"Jasira", she shortly replied, looking straight into his eyeballs.

Lord Lucario was stunned and taken aback by her boldness. She didn't cringe or freeze as others have always done, she just stood there, fearless, staring directly into his eyes.

"Jasira who? Who is your father?", he asked, his dangerous perky eyes scrutinizing her.

"I don't know my father", she blurted.

Huh? Everyone in the room was taken aback, including the mafia Lord, who the hell was this brave little girl?

"You what? Then how did you come into the damn world?", he asked.

She blinked her eyelids.
"My late mom had birthed me while she was sixteen, she was a whore and so didn't know who had put in the sperm which gave birth to me", she said carelessly.

Jeez, who the hell is this girl??

Lord Lucario adjusted on his seat, then flinged away the pipe of the hookah he was putting into his mouth.

One of the men standing beside him quickly picked it up, and kept it on the small center table.

"You said your late mom? Meaning she is dead", he said and Jasira wondered if it was a question or a statement.

Well, she replied him.

"Yeah, she had given birth to me untimely. According to the story I heard, she fell from an upstair window while trying to protect herself from fire, because the house had caught fire. She died at the spot, but I was saved, and kept in the incubator till I became matured", she explained intelligently.

"Mmmm", Lord Lucario said nodding his head, admiring her high intelligence.

"Who told you the story?".

"My grandmother Cara", she replied.

"You live with her right?".

She nodded.
"Yes, but under bondage", she said the last sentence in a whisper.

He couldn't take his perky eyes off this little genius.
"So, what were you doing around the scene where the Mambas Organisation had gone for an operation? Aren't you scared to die?", he asked bluntly.

"Death is inevitable Lord Lucario, nobody can escape it. It can come knocking at your door anytime, and besides, what am I still living for?", she rhetorically asked stretching out her arms.

Holy moly! The rest men gasped, Lucario was just dumbfounded.

"Jasira?", he called.

"Yes", she shortly replied.

"You will be in my custody, for daring to lurk around the scene of my operation. Mawthie", he called.

Mawthie who had already settled down on a couch got up instantly and ran to him.

"Yes my Lord", he slightly bowed.

"Take her away, to the basement", he ordered.

Mawthie obeyed and took Jasira along with him on the lead.

"We need her, she is a bundle of intelligence", he said to the others and they nodded in agreement.
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