Chapter 42

Deep within an abandoned area was an uncompleted building. In it sat four men surrounding a lamp and playing a game of cards. These men were what you could refer to as the scum of the earth. Hardened criminals who had wasted lives without remorse. And they all looked the same. Rugged,heartless and ugly. This place was their regular hideout where they all met to drink and gamble as a means of celebration of a successful raid.

The snap of a twig from a short distance outside the building caught their attention and they paused.

"Tunde." The leader whispered to a short guy beside him. "Find out what that was."

The short guy got up and brought out a revolver from his back pocket. With a look of alert on his face, he cocked it and stepped out.  The remaining three were waiting for his return when an ear-piercing scream was heard. They quickly sprang to their feet and pulled out their guns. Moments later,footsteps could be heard approaching the building and the silou