He climbed out of the car and walked along the
beautiful road of Paris. The roads in the city
seemed to have been built in the days of wealth
and grandeur. They were quite wide enough for
several lanes of cars in each direction. They
were flat and glossy black with no pot holes.
They were not filled with the street vendors,
the drug pushers and the customers who haggle
over every last dime.
He checked himself in the glassy-door of a
clothing store beside the road. He looked like a
banker, the exact image he was trying to create-
black suits and a wine-colored tie, plus a
wedding ring on his fourth finger to portray he
was married-bankers usually believe all married
men are responsible, well, supposed to be
responsible . His fake moustache was well
sharpened and brushed out, concealing the
curve of his lips and giving him a forty and
His target was Michael Johnson who was
currently living under the name of Daniel
Douglas. He was a former Dark Widow who ran
away on his first Red Test when he was asked
to kill his father. The Red Test was like a final
exam when you are being recruited, you would
need to do something so formidable, once you
are capable of doing it, you will finally become
an agent but if you fail-well, let’s just say you
must not fail. How he had been recruited or why
he was chosen was unknown to Fabian
. They were recruited together and were best of
friends. They always had each other’s back and
even though he, Fabian had passed painfully,
Michael had failed, instead he let his father
escape but the father was later found and later
killed by one of them. From then, Michael had
been on the run until he was just found.
Anyways, he crossed to the side of the road and
stood in front of the Latin Quarter Bank, one of
the biggest banks in the country. Before he got
inside, he pressed the side of his wristwatch to
activate his GPRS. Every mission like this must
be done as if it would be the last, anything
could happen and one way to not be stupid was
for the team to know where he died, even if they
cannot find him alive, they could find his corpse.
Taking a deep breath, he walked into the bank.
The atmosphere in the bank was noiselessly
busy. It was a very large room with people all
suited at their corners, picking calls, counting
money and recording stuff. He sighted about
four security cameras alongside about ten
security men standing at their posts and not
looking friendly at all.
He would still need to be scanned before he
went further inside. A security man approached
him with a scanner in his hand. He first of all
handed him his briefcase, which he opened and
which was containing several fake documents
which the man wouldn’t know since he was
looking for anything metallic.
Later the man scanned him from head to toe
with a scanner, opened his suit as he brought
the scanner closer to scan his cloths, there was
a beep sound and he flashed him his wristwatch.
“You have to drop the watch.” He said coldly.
“Fine by me, but I will love to take my ring, my
wife died and wearing this ring makes me feel
she is close to me.”
The man’s hardened face softened a little bit.
“No problem.” He said with a smile. “Sorry about
your wife, Mr…”
“Mr Jack. Thank you. Are you married?”
The man smiled, showing his teeth. “Yes, fifteen
years.” He replied proudly. “We’ve got three
“Wow! You must be really proud. Can I go
“Certainly Mr Jack, have a good day sir.”
Fabian smiled to show his gratitude and
proceeded with his briefcase, his ring and his
wristwatch, he had played on the man’s emotion
and had got him distracted from taking his
wristwatch from him. That always worked all the
He worked directly to one of the men busy
working on a computer.
“Please I seek Mr. Daniel Douglas.”
“Okay, please hold on, what’s your name?”
“Mr. Jack. He is expecting me.”
The man picked up the telephone, spoke some
words in French and then looked up.
“He is waiting for you, just go straight right into
He smiled and headed towards the room that he
had been ordered. He hadn’t bothered to knock,
he just opened the door and closed it quietly
“Hello Danny, or should I say Micky?”
The young man starred him in fright. He gasped
as he realized who he was.
“Don’t come any closer Fabian…” He shouted.
Holding a gun at him, his hands were shaking
and even as the room was freezing, he was
Fabian smiled. “Ain’t you going to offer me a
seat or France hasn’t taught you any bit of
Michael was not convinced, he still held the gun
at him. “Look, there are many security men
around and there are cameras in here watching
everything that is happening….”
“Sh!! You still talk too much Micky. Have you
forgotten all you were taught?” Fabian asked,
flashing him his ring…the ring was wired with
Titanium, so powerful and programmed to render
any security camera useless. “ I’m sure all your
security men are trying to find out what is
wrong with the CCTV and they will be less
concerned about their….what is your post
Michael looked defeated and still held the gun.
He was covered in sweat and then went on his
“Please man. Why are you trying to kill me? He
was my father and you eventually killed him at
least one of you did. I am not a Dark widow, I
don’t want to be one. I have not even told
anyone about you guys, I swear I wouldn’t tell
anyone anything. Please help me, save me
Fabian sighed, stood up and moved to the
refrigerator in the office.
“You are pleading and pointing a gun at me, you
are still this stupid.” He brought out two cans of
beer and tossed him one.
“Sit, let’s talk and put away that goddamn gun!”
Some minutes later, they were both laughing and
“You know when we were training for the
mountain climb, you remember how peter
farted?” Fabian asked, laughing.
“Oh yea…it was loud it tore it trousers at the
bottom..” He replied, throwing her head back
“So where is he now?” Michael later asked after
they had both calmed down.
“Oh! Rotting away in the grave.” Fabian replied.
They were both quiet again.
“What about Shelby? Has she finally been
Fabian was quite as his expressions changed.
Michael was the only one that knew about his
interest in Shelby and how close they were.
“Not yet.” He replied quietly.
“Are you still trying to prevent her from joining
all this while?”
“I have to Michael, I need to.”
“That was why you asked her to tell her father
to take her to that school right?”
‘Yes, so that maybe she will forget about me and
find a man and decide she doesn’t want to
come home again but she is back.
. I don’t know what else to do.”
Michael smiled. “I have always been jealous of
what the both of you shared. All those stories
you told me about her…i never knew her and I
just liked her.”
“Yea, she is a good person.”
‘Are you both in a relationship now or you are
still acting like kids?”
“I can’t be with her Micky…”
Fabian stood up, unable to control his emotions.
His eyes were red already. “I have a secret that
I am keeping away from her that if she knows,
she will hate me forever and she might never
forgive me. This is why I am trying to keep her
away from Dark Widow so that she will never
find out and so that she won’t have to do
something so grave like that.”
Micky frowned, “I doubt that. She loves you too
much. What could you have possibly done?”
He swallowed and turned his back to him. “ You
never asked me what my Red test was.”
Micky stood up. “Yea, I know you passed….who
did you kill Fabian….”
Fabian took a deep breath. “I ….killed Nana, our