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AGAINST THE ODDS – EPISODE 10: BETRAYAL

 


Mawufemor's head was filled with numerous thoughts as they trekked along the desolate road leading to a location only Scorpion knew about. 

"What kind of operation are we undertaking?" 

"We didn't even plan or discuss it as usual!" 

“No one was assigned a role; there was no strategy adopted too!”

As these thoughts raced through Mawufemor's mind, he continued to speak to himself. His heart wasn't at ease for some inexplicable reason. 

"Let's hurry!" Scorpion yelled from the front. "This mission is time-bound!" 

It was 6:30 p.m., and the sun was practically asleep in the cosy blankets of the evening sky. The moon was prepared to take over the night shift from the sun. It cast its beautiful light upon the route of the young scoundrels as they hurried to complete their upcoming operation on time. 

“Stop!” Scorpion instructed suddenly. 

They could see a small figure dancing and skip along the road in front of them. "That voice!” Mawufemor soliloquized, "That voice sounds familiar!" 

Then, Scorpion shouted out to the squad. 

"Everyone, please pay attention now," he instructed. 

“Now, that is our target.” He said, pointing to the bubbly figure in the moonlight.

“Who is that?” Awutsey inquired. 

"Forget it!" said Scorpion. "You will find out when we get there!" 

Then he surged toward the target, expecting others to follow. Mawufemor hesitated, while Awutsey and Azumah followed. Something was not quite right. His heartbeat appeared to be in sync with something or someone. It wasn’t his mom, or granny, or father, or auntie, or anyone else aside—Betty—the little girl he had become fond of.

Suddenly, he heard a piercing scream in the distance. 

“Leave me alone! Please let me go! Please! Please!!”

He was now persuaded that it was his dear friend Betty. He hurried toward the scene. Scorpion and Azumah had gripped and pinned the child to the ground in an attempt to silence her. Under the moonlight, Mawufemor continued to search for a weapon to employ in defence of his close friend. He just spotted a broken two-by-four plank. He picked it up and flung it over his head toward the boys. 

Pam! It struck Azumah in the back of the head, and he fell to the ground bleeding profusely. Then, Mawufemor stooped to pick up a rock from the ground as his second weapon. Suddenly, he felt a firm grasp on his arm! 

“Foolish boy! You will pay for this!” 

Scorpion struck him with a dirty slap to the face. He was stunned for a few seconds before regaining his composure. This time, he began to plead. 

“Sco-sco-scor-pion! Ple-ase let her g-g-o!” He pleaded.

“No! This is your punishment for disobeying me!" 

Suddenly, Azumah sprang awake. It was as if he had not missed a single moment. He continued where he had left off, seizing Betty by the leg and pinning her to the ground further. 

Scorpion now asked the other boys to hold the little girl tight. Awutsey continued to grasp the girl's hands while Azumah seized Mawufemor from the boss. The boss then gripped the girl's knees, undressed her, and forced her to submit to his desires. 

Azumah was tasked with ensuring Mawufemor watched the show. When the boss was finished, Awutsey and Azumah took turns defiling the youngster. They were not deterred by the small girl's heartbreaking pleas. It made them giggle and laugh rather. 

The boss then requested Mawufemor to take his turn in defiling the young woman. Mawufemor was incensed and refused. Scorpion struck him numerous times and stripped him naked. Then, he compelled him to lie down on the poor girl. After failing to penetrate, Scorpion continued to strike his bare bottom with his belt. 

“Please I beg you. I can’t do this!” He kept crying and pleading!

“Foolish boy! You must do it! We have all done it! You must do it too!” Scorpion exploded.

“Yes! Else you are not one of us!” Azumah backed his boss!

The mouth of Betty was covered with a bandana. She continued to struggle and battle nevertheless. She was eventually able to release her right hand, which she used to strike Mawufemor in the face! 

"You are being initiated! You must be as wicked as we all are!" Awutsey also made a shrewd remark. 

Suddenly, a car's headlights flashed in their way, and two gruff voices shouted simultaneously,

“Hey!”

TO BE CONTINUED.


Comments

Anonymous said…
This world erh...hmmm
Anonymous said…
He should hit scorpion first laaaa😠
Anonymous said…
Oooops, sooooo sad
😢
Anonymous said…
Smh....eeeeiiii. This one hard ooo
Anonymous said…
Hmm, to sin is now a forceful art..

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