IT'S JUST BUSINESS
Rotji paces around his office impatiently, checking his watch at regular intervals. He has other things to do, and places to be, and he hated waiting around for anybody.
Rotji grew up in riches, and his business as the number one drug lord was passed down to him by his father, and his father before that. But, it was his hard work, ruthlessness, and commitment that made the family business as successful as it was.
He is a very handsome man, in his early thirties, with his six packs intact, and his body is well chiseled. Tall and very straight, he earns longing gazes from women despite his known notoriety.
The door to his office opens, and he looks up as his assistant, Chinedu enters the room.
"What took you so long?' Rotji snaps at him.
"I'm very sorry, boss we got delayed at the port. It was tight getting past the authorities, it was almost as if they knew we were coming."
Rotji waves his explanation away. "I trust everything went smoothly in the end?"
"I'm sorry, boss we lost two shipments to them. It was part of the reason I got delayed, I tried to prevent it from happening, but the evidence was right there."
Rotji bangs his fist on the table, sending papers flying. "Not again, I have barely recovered from the loss of the last shipment. We are already overbooked as it is. Our customers are fast losing their patience. What about our contact at the NDLEA (National Agency For Food And Drug Administration)?"
"I called and told him but he said there was nothing he could do because the higher-ups are involved."
"What then do I pay the bastard for if he can't watch over my goods? Call him right now to come, I need to see him."
Chinedu bows, and he's about to leave when Rotji stops him.
"By the way, tell the boys on your way out to bring those little thieves."
"Okay, sir," Chinedu says exiting the room and closing the door after him.
The door opens again, and two badly beaten men shackled with chains are led in by two of Rotji's most trusted men, Zino, and Actor.
Greetings are exchanged between Zino, actor, and Rotji.
Rotji goes to stand in front of the shackled men. "I have only got one question for you both."
The two men nod eagerly.
"What made you think you could steal from me, and go scot-free? I can't have sticky fingers in my business. You both need to be made an example of."
The men go down on their knees and begin to plead for mercy.
"Who were you planning on selling my guns to?"
One of the men answers, "Boss, we didn't have any buyers lined up, we just wanted to put the word out on the streets that we had goods for sale. Please, boss, temper justice with mercy."
"I would have tempered justice with mercy on any other day, but I'm in a bad mood today." He turns to Zino and Actor, who have both been watching the exchange quietly. "Take them out of here, and get rid of them permanently."
The two men begin to beg and cry as they are led out of the room by their captors.
Rotji resumes pacing the floor. He goes to his cabinet filled with liquor and pours himself a generous portion. He downs it in one gulp and pours himself another, this time taking it with him to his seat.
He begins to soliloquize, sipping his drink slowly, "I think I am getting too soft, otherwise why would those bastards think they can sell the merchandise they stole from me in my town?" A statement needs to be made to prevent such from happening again. First, I have to deal with the shipping problem."
He takes his phone out of his pocket to call Chinedu who answers almost immediately."
"Yes, boss."
"Tell our contact to meet me at the lounge, I'm on my way there now."
"Understood, boss."
Rotji clicks off and downs his drink in one gulp. Leaving the cup on the table, for the cleaners to take care of, he picks up his jacket and exits the room for the lounge.
