Chapter Eighteen: Getting Through it.

I zoomed through the streets , my heart was still racing and I could feel my chest pounding harder than I expected a normal heartbeat to be.

I could not afford for to lose any of my siblings to Solomon Wroth Wis. I opened my phone and dialed a number. I was calling to the guy who usually faked documents. He was the person who faked the cards we used against Rusty Rasto. 

"Good. Just create fake visa passports for me . I will send you what it will look like." I said. He responded and I ended the call immediately. Then I managed to text him what I wanted. I drove on faster than I had ever. 

"Solomon Wroth Wis is a real smart guy. Devising all these men and means to get me is really fascinating. But I wonder why he wants us dead. He should have a reason. But how ? I do not even know of him. I have not heard his name before in my career. Damn!" I cursed as I thought. Solomon Wroth Wis was becoming more dangerous as days passed by. The longer a wasted to find him , the more deadly his strikes would be. 

I reached the house and rushed into the parlour expecting to see Jhea and Sophie but I did not see any of them. I instead saw Clen counting up dollars om the center table in the middle of the parlour. I stared at him in awe. Where on earth did Clen get all these? I wondered. 

"What are you gazing at?!" Clen thundered at me but I only smiled at him and said nothing. I was about getting into my room when I decided to inform him of Solomon Wroth Wis's mission. 

"Solomon Wroth Wis might be here soon." I stated with certainty. Clen did not look up for a moment. He was totally engrossed in his money counting. I would still press on.

"Probably in dome days to come. So since that is the case, I suggest we..." Clen interrupted me harshly.

"Suggest what! You stupid fucker, better get my name out of this nonsense or else I will skin you alive." Clen threatened. I stared.

"You caused all these and yet you stand there bugging Mr with your troubles? Ain't gonna happen." Clen shot at me. 

"Clen you have to calm down and reason this out. We need to wiek together to defeat Solomon Wroth Wis. He has a central brain that gives him great advice on what to do." I explained but Clen was not giving in.

"You take your thoughts to hell, brother. I am busy with my one million dollars." Clen said with pride. I gasped at the amount. ONE MILLION DOLLARS!!! How?

"I know you will be wandering how but I got myself a good business. My client is extremely rich . He could give me ten million dollars if I wanted. I can guarantee you of that." Clen boasted. 

A client! This was not good. Who will be willing to pay a million dollars to kill a being except it was a top class kill and Clen was not yet ready for such a mission. That was for men who ruled in the Assassin Club. 

"That is not possible! No client would pay you such amount of money to kill a soul." I exclaimed. Cken chuckled lightly. 

"Sorry brother but it is. I always knew you hated my success bit I never had a prove but now I think I have. Guess what?... My target has a weaker security than Rusty Rasto and now I am going to earn this all to myself. Now could you excuse me." Clen said in a final tone. I stared at him.

He was walking into his grave without knowing. Did he just say weaker security than Rusty Rasto? Damn! This was a real trap. They must have probably set him up . I looked at him in pity. 

"Just letting you know. This is a big trap and you got to know it. Return the money and save your life. We are traveling to Canada tomorrow. You have to follow us or else you will due in here and the idea of striking that target would make it all faster." I said and waited for his response but he was silent. I walked away but I knew I had warned him before time. I had informed him of the impending doom that was lurking around the corner.

I went into my room and got to business straight away. I began packing up my clothes. It was already 12:40 . Both Jhea and Sophie were not back. I continued packing and by the time I was done with my cloths and luggage , I received a text message from the forger. He was done. I was about going to get the items when Jhea and Sophie joined in. I was happy they were safe at least not yet and not ever.

"Brother, were are you going to?" Jhea asked as soon as she saw me at the door. I smiled. 

"Go get your things ready. We will be leaving this country now." 

"What! I mean why?" Sophie asked stunned and confused . I looked at her. 

"Like a vacation." I muttered to myself rather than to her. She stared at me.

"Brother but what about our school. You can do this after our exams. We still have papers tomorrow." Jhea cried. I was freezing with frustration. Solomon Wroth Wis was the cause of this . This was my sister's final exams. She could not afford to miss it but when her life was at stake, it was worth it. 

"I know but it is my job." I said. Jhea stared at me. She knew what I meant. She knew there was danger. I locked my gaze with hers for a couple of dozen seconds before looking back at Sophie. She would have to follow us. If Solomon Wroth Wis could be thus slow in striking then he probably knew where I was and with Clen still here , he safety was not guaranteed because she will be linked with us. She better follow us.

"You will have to follow us." I said camly. 

"Why? " She asked puzzled. I heaved a huge sigh before explaining.

"Look the person that attacked me is hunting down every officer who got out with him. I am on the run and I am quitting the job after that." I lied but that was not strong enough.

"But why would police officers run from a criminal. You guys are supposed to be hunting down criminals and not running away from them. What kind of a cop are you?" Sophie asked sarcastically. I gulped.

"That's because he is not a cop. He was never a cop. He is an assassin. We are assassins." 

We all turned to the direction if the voice. Right before us was Clen . He had been in his room when I came out here. I looked at Sophie and I could read the disappointment on her face. Damn! I was in real trouble. Clen was just being hard to deal with. I closed my eyes wishing for the earth to swallow me but nothing happened. I was just there , rooted to the ground like a tree would to the earth. This was not good .