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LEGENDARY THOUGHTS I
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The only lead to find Justin is no more. Engineer Farouq is dead and the quest to bring him to justice including the cartel he works for, seem to be like one striving over the wind. 

One of the news broadcasting company aired the news at eight where everyone who cares to watch saw the news. "A popular construction Engineer who was declared missing years ago died in police custody. It was later learnt that The Engineer was the one who adopted Justin a man who worked at the construction site. There is still no news as to Justin's whereabout. Investigation is still been carried out to find the cause of death of The Engineer." In other news, "An Australian man killed his wife this morning over betrayal. Information from eye witnesses states that the husband murdered his wife in cold blood and decided to escape and set the house ablaze unfortunately for him he was arrested by the police." End of news.

The autopsy result was out and his death was ruled as a natural death. No one could trace it back to the cartel or the surgeon. All evidence was wiped clean.

Justin has been abducted for years now and till this day he never knew the reason behind his abduction.

Justin began to do a thinking of his own. 'What the hell am I doing here? Nobody wants to speak to me. All they bring is an unhealthy food for me to eat. I'm losing my mind, something has to be done before this degenerates into something else.

'My dream is to become the richest man on earth and here I am languishing in this God forsaken place. It is time to rise above this present predicament and reunite with my family. My dreams and aspirations can't just end like this. If I let this happen I will be a total failure.'

During Justin's early days he lived with his parents and more often than not spends time with his grandfather who also lives with them. He learnt a lot from his grandfather. He always told his grandfather so much and how he plans to be the greatest in the world. Justin came from a poor family who had nothing and they barely feed. Anytime he tells his grandfather what he plans to accomplish in life, his replies by telling him "Son you see, nobody ever lives with the intention of just acquiring only what they need and not what they want. But the truth is, there is a big difference between fantasy and life's reality."

"I am not against you setting dreams for yourself but know this, dreams and aspirations is one thing achieving success and making your dreams come through is another. When I was young, I never thought I will find myself is this situation I'm in today. I never wanted this for your father, my son. I tried everything possible but my best was not good enough. Now look where it landed us, we are suffering." In reply Justin said "I know things will change for the better. You thought me something about mistake and I will never forget it in a lifetime. You told me 'mistakes are like knife, they either cut or serve you .' The lesson I learnt about mistake is to make sure I never make the kind of mistake that will cut me. That is what I call wrong decision and this can change life forever.'

Justin thought things through deeply and decided to come up with an escape plan. He said to himself. ''it's been years now and no one has approached me as to the reason why I was abducted.'"

The Mafia is fully aware of the what the authorities are up to in finding him. So he sent for one of his men to get Justin and fish him out from wherever The Engineer is hiding him because the time has come.

The Mafia wants to build a construction company of his own and he has seen Justin's CV. He knew he is the best man to manage the company. His mission is to build an underground that connects to the sea. A massion built under the earth. Two unprecedented ones, the first is where he will be buried on the day he dies and the second, an isolated place where he can go into hiding and nobody will locate or catch him. He wants to die a legend. He made a promise that until his death his identity will remain unknown. No one will ever know his real name.

Joal wants to quit this line of business even after taking over the warehouse spearheaded by the late Engineer Farouq. 'Why did I accept this job in the first place? It was to save my mother from her ailments but what happened I ended up losing her. My focus now is to get all the required funds I need to set up a good and legitimate business. I have to do this fast, leave for another country before I will land myself in Jail. I will be a disappointment to my late mother he said to himself."

Joal came to where Justin was held hostage and said to him. "My boss who asked me to bring you here is dead. And right now the Mafia wants you, but they don't know your exact location. To be honest ever since you were held hostage I have had soft spot for you. I just didn't want to show it so that you don't see me as a weak person much less letting my former boss know what I have install for him."

"Right now if you want to leave here breathing, you have to do as I say. Once the Mafia gets to you forget about ever seeing your family again. It will be as if you are confined to a wheelchair waiting for your death like a condemned criminal. That's not life it's a sentence." I brought some food for you. Eat up and after next week, our fate will be guaranteed whether we live or die.

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