You can't escape me Desmond! I am coming for you! Morgan Teddison Donahue, a seven-year-old boy watched as his uncle murdered his family and do away with his family properties. He managed to escape from being killed Years later, the boy now a handsome young man came back to get his revenge but he have to get his uncle's trust first and to know how the mafia works before he could strike. He pretended to be someone else thereby working for his uncle and using another person to impose as himself. Unknown to his uncle Desmond the person he was chasing after and doing everything he could to kill wasn't the true Donahue but rather one of the men working for him. What happened when the truth was revealed and his uncle find out that the man he was after isn't the true Donahue? Was his uncle able to know that his nephew is one of the men working for him? Did he succeed in getting his revenge and family properties back?
Chapter 1 The murder
"Momma,"The little boy who just return from school jumped down the beautiful expensive car happily bouncing towards the door while calling his mother. He had expected to see her standing at the door ,hands widely spread out as she wait on him to run into them and so she could welcome him in, engulfing him in a warm hug.
"Momma."he called again when he didn't see his mother or hear her beautiful voice or laughter echoing loudly .
He kept on calling.
When he didn't still see her ,he thought to himself that she might be playing one of her trick.
"Okay momma,you want to play hide and seek, right?I will catch you."He smiled beautifully taking off his shoes ,walked stealthily to the door and swung it open.
"cotchaa!"he yelled loudly ,excitedly, his little voice echoing all over the whole place.
He could hear his voice reflecting back to him.
He briefly stop calling her when he still didn't see or heard her speak. His mother is no where in sight
He stopped momentary,
He's little face hardening, squeezing up in a frown as he thought of where his mother could be ,but not for too long before his eyes wided and excitement twiring in them again.
" The kitchen!. "He expounded, smiling beautiful while hitting his two palms together in sheer happiness as he ran towards the kitchen.
"Momma. cotchaa! "He yelled but was met with dead silent again. Instead of his mother's beautiful laughter echoing in the kitchen whenever he does that, there was nothing.
No sight of her, no evidence of her presence.
"Where are you Momma? "He groan frustratedly asking no one in particular as he look skeptically round the kitchen trying to see if his mother was hiding anywhere.
His prying eyes came in contact with a Plate of brownies kept on top of the kitchen cabinet,he smiled and walked to it"mmmm!Momma made this for me. She must be around."
He smiled.
He carried the plate and took one piece of the brownie and munched "Wow,yummy!"he exclaimed happily, eyes close as he enjoy the savory taste of the rich home made chocolate cake.
He took another one about to put it in his mouth when he heard a loud heart piercing, agonizing cry which registered immediately into his little brain to be that of his mother.
"Momma! "He yelled loudly in fright as the plate fell off from his hand shattering on the floor together with the brownies.
He jump the shattered piece and runs out of the kitchen in tears towards the direction of the voice
When he reached, he frozed at the sight before him.
His mother was surrounded by some men on mask. The wore black with all their body covered and a gun firmly held in their hands .
Two of the men was holding tightly to his mother, pointing a gun at her and there was a huge man without a mask. A huge scary scar was on his face. He was looking at her mother angrily with a syringe in his hand.
He watched as his terrified pregnant mother plead to the scar man in tears " I will do anything you want, just spare my baby and I ,please.Dont do this ,don't hurt us please.i will serve you all my life."She begged with tears but the scar man paid no heed to her.
He watched him stormed close to his mother and stabbed the needle on her stomach causing her to screeched in pain and then fell down.
The man smiled evily and bend down,he tore his mother's clothes leaving her stake naked.
After few minutes, he saw his mother yelling,twisting and turning in pain as something began to come out of her legs. First it was water,then blood,and then a little tiny thing with legs.
He watch as it comes out fully. It look exactly like him. Wait,is it a baby? He thought.
He remember her mum telling him he would have a little sister.
Is it a baby ? Is that how it looks when they come out.
The six years boy was confuse seeing something that look like him but thiny. Very small.
He watch more blood and water flowing out of her weak mother's body.
"A baby girl?,humph!She couldn't give birth to more better child.Can this be useful to me."he heard the man grumbled angrily, dragging him out of his confuse thought.
He stood there watching as the man pointed his gun at his mother. He shot and the bullet went straight to her forehead. Blood oozing out.
It as if the weak dying woman felt his son's presence because she turn her head to her right and saw Her son staring at her in shock and pain with tears streaming down his little cheeks.She smiled a lip tied , bitter smile before forcing her mouth to move.
She mouthed run and prays to the heavens he would understand.
watching his mother with sadness, he saw when her mouth move as an inaudible word escape from it."Run"she'd mouthed to him before her eyes close welcoming the unavoidable sleep that is knocking at her door. He watch as she breath her last.
She's dead,' a voice wispers to him. It was as if someone was right beside him , announcing her mother's death to him. He didn't cry. He didn't yell. He was just gazing fiercely at her, at them mostly.
The fear, pain and sadness which has paralyse him couldnt let him move a feet as he stood there watching the men who aren't aware of his presence yet and taken in every of their words and action.
He watched the scar man move close to her little sister and lifted her with one hand ,scanning her with his eyes before dropping her back on the floor.
"Take care of the little thing."The scar man ordered and he watched as one of the mask men move towards her little sister and pointed a gun on her.
He closed his eyes.
"Nooo!!"he screamed loudly when the sound of a gun shot echoes in the air.
.'The killed her.The wicked monsters killed her,my sister.' He thought as hot sorrowful tears gushed out of his eyes.
His outburst seem to have attracted the mask men because they turn and begin to match to his direction , running towards him. He stood there staring at them.
Not bothered.
He wasnt in any way trying to run or escape . He was boldly waiting for them.
The masked men was matching towards his direction, moving quickly to get him. The sound of the heavy boot echoes loudly, creating fear into the heart of it hearer .
They saw him standing, gazing through the window,lost in thought, Faraway from his surrounding and unaware of the dangers coming.
He stood staring fixedly at his mum and the blood littered around. His little sister had been carried away. She's no longer there. They took her away.
Lost in his mysery ,he suddenly felt a hand on his mouth.
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