gboss4sure:

Incase the guy was working with madam grace so that Zuby will have more time to get away before the guy can put a call to anyone.

"Never put too
much trust in
friends, learn how
to use enemies."

ZUBY77: Hello readers, I intend to go easy on the sexx scenes and concentrate more on my experience as a hustler.

You will like it more.

I need your opinions on this.

Mehn zubi u three much for dis ur tori I swear! Thumbs up bro...I dof ma hat ooo

*staggers in*
Nice drive around Portugal.

ZUBY77:


"Never put too
much trust in
friends, learn how
to use enemies."

LAW 2
48 Laws of Power
By Robert Greene

zuby i see ya!!! It's me francis so that was why u did that shit, was real smart, and funny enough, i wanted 2 call madam grace...Real smart i say again.

ZUBY77:


And you wont even know why until we get to chapter 200 or so

WHAAAAAAT!!!!!!!!!!! Chapter 200.

**Faints**


Then let me buckle up my seat belt.

BRING IT ON !!!!!!

Ten over ten chikena!

ZUBY77:


"Never put too
much trust in
friends, learn how
to use enemies."

"Be wary of friends they will betray you more quickly, for they are easily aroused to envy.  They also become spoiled and tyrannical. But hire a former enemy and he will be more loyal than a friend, because he has more to prove.  In fact, you have more to fear from friends than from enemies.  If you have no enemies, find a way to make them."

Tha boss......100 percent ..

Still following....

more moreeeeeeeeeee ....nice bro

All these girls reading and not commenting.

I hope you are not waiting until i part with Jennifer before you pounce on me.

I was a hustler and hustlers are like Lagos buses.
Sometimes they stop for you to go down, sometimes you just have to jump down while the bus was still moving.

Jennifer will soon leave the bus.
Brace yourselves

More updates pls am soo attached to this trend

hmmmn at dis junction i ve to say dis,
formaly, i thought i am d best writer among my age group bt nw, u ve prove me wrong,
dis ve changed my thinking dat dis section is not only meant for 90% sex story always

to be sincere man, i envy ur skill, u deserve my respect
Take it man

This thread is 3 much Zubby u r 4 much

What more can i say ,zubby you are in a class of your own.

All this for free?

Nawah o

Lol @ Zubby
Nice story, 10/10


I be silent reader

Talking about the level of details - If this was just your imagination, it is excellent. If it is from memories, you are close to a genius.
Talking about the delivery - If you had a degree in literary arts, you have done a wonderful job that befits that qualification. If you did not go to any university like you claimed, then you be winch (witch in waffi parlance).

VERDICT: I'm sorry I can not award you any mark here. I will give you the pen and paper with my seal of authority as the chief examiner to write any mark you like. Please note that it will be an offence to write anything less than 25 (over 10 o).

You are simply fantabulous

Well_done.. ZUBby

Chapter 92.

'' Madam Grace, do you still want Jennifer back'' I said on the phone as soon as she picked the call.
'' Who be this'' Madam Grace asked.
'' Stop asking silly questions'' I fired back on the phone.

Behind me, Jennifer was hauling insults at me.
'' Solomon, na God go punish you. You useless man. So you want to send me back after using me. You devil'' Jennifer kept abusing me.
'' Solomon na you, where you dey'' Madam Grace asked excitedly, she must have thought that her Olokun had started work on Me finally.
'' We are still in Porto. I will give her back to you but you must promise not to punish her. You know she is a kid'' I said.

'' I don't want to go back to her, she will kill me'' Jennifer was shouting behind me.

'' I will not punish her, just send her back to me'' Madam Grace begged.

'' She will come back, let me just calm her down'' I said and cut the line.

Jennifer and I looked at each other and laughed. Madam Grace had taken the bait. The plan was to lure her and her remaining thugs to Porto. It will give me some time to finish my business in Lisbon.

It remained Jose and Nuno. Their own case was a minor one.
Madam Grace had spread a bigger net to catch us. She had employed the help of many Nigerians who knew Jennifer very well. She knew that if they caught Jennifer, she would lead them to me.

As for Jose and Nuno, they were the only two who had seen my face. It was possible that there were others in their own small group but I doubted if they could identify me. It was only two of them that could identify me.

The plan was to find a way to send both of them to Porto too, Just like I was going to send Madam Grace. I needed all three of them out of Lisbon for Atleast 5 hours.


The only place I knew in Lisbon where I could buy flight tickets with my expected permit was very close to Madam Grace's Afro shop.
The travel agent was a Ghanaian. I didn't want to risk using the permit to buy ticket from a Portuguese travel agent.
The permit could have been fake since I didn't go through the normal process of waiting for months. If it turned out to be fake, using it to purchase tickets from a Portuguese agent would be dangerous.

On the evening of the following day, Francis called and said he had found a look-alike for Jennifer. I asked him about my own permit, he said that it would be ready by the afternoon of the next day.
I told him to wait and bring two of them together. I wanted to avoid as much meetings as possible.

I dialed Jose's number with a new sim card I had purchased a few days back in Braga. He didn't pick the call. I tried again and it was the same. I sent him a Text message hoping that he would call back as soon as he saw the missed calls.
He called back immediately. I had included my name in the text message.

'' Hello Jose'' I said as soon as the line connected.
'' Where are you my friend, what happened'' he asked calmly.

I expected him to start yelling but he didn't. I was disappointed. I hated being thrown off balance.

'' Madam Grace came to Porto with some people. They were chasing me. I had to switch off my phone and run away'' I lied.

'' Did she give you the money'' he asked. I expected that one.

'' Yes I told you I got the money from her, she gave me €13000'' I said.

'' Good good, where are you'' he said calmly'

His calmness was worrying me. That was not the Jose I knew. He was a very aggressive person.
Why on earth was he being so calm.
I was alarmed. I was never going to fall for that trick.
I decided to diversify my plan.

'' I am still in Porto but not in the same hotel. How much is your cut and Nuno's'' I asked.

'' I will come to Porto and we talk about it'' he said.

*What! Run Boy Run*

'' Lets talk about it on the phone, I will send it through Western Union in the morning'' I said.

'' No no my friend. It is better we talk about it in Porto. I will come in the Morning, he said.

I asked if he was coming with Nuno, he said he was.

This little Portuguese rat will never learn his lessons. He had been beaten once and yet he had setup another fight he had no chances of winning.

Since the rat didn't want to obey the number one law of Power (Never try to outshine your Master'), He was going to pay for the Insolence.

I cut the phone and and dialed Madam Grace again.

'' Jennifer is angry that I want to send her back and she is afraid you are going to beat her'' I said.
'' You need to come up here in Porto and take her by yourself. She need to know you will not beat her'' I said and hung up.
I wasn't interested in an argument over whether she will come or not.

She called me back immediately and asked where I was in Porto.
I told her to come to the Golden Tulip Hotel in the Boavista area of Porto by 2pm the next day.

Ten minutes later, my phone rang. It was Jose. He said they will be in Porto tomorrow before 1pm. I told him that I will be around by 2pm at the Golden Tulip Hotel Boavista Porto.
He said '' Ok'' and hung up.

I called Francis and told him that I will pick up the documents before 1pm tomorrow.

Jennifer, who was sitting on the bed beside me all through the phone calls kept her gaze at me for a very long time and when she returned back to humanity from the wonderland, she shook her head and murmured what I couldn't hear.

You are a very, very dangerous fellow, Zubby. One every single person should be wary of. No kidding!
The way you plan and excute them is quite scary, saying the least!

Hey zuby,i knew jenny was going to be out of d picture soon.i was tinking she had found her light but it was a temporary one.u tried 4 her sha.

Yes Europe refined this man into a mean thinking machine. survival of the fittest!

ZUBY77: All these girls reading and not commenting.

I hope you are not waiting until i part with Jennifer before you pounce on me.

I was a hustler and hustlers are like Lagos buses.
Sometimes they stop for you to go down, sometimes you just have to jump down while the bus was still moving.

Jennifer will soon leave the bus.
Brace yourselves

me 4 one wont pounce on u....shit happens...i know jenny is a passing phase so no biggie

Chapter 93

VILAMOURA: Vilamoura is the largest luxury tourist complex in Europe, covering some
20 km² of land. It is located in the
municipality of Loulé, in the Algarve,
Portugal


I had arrived in Vilamoura with Jennifer on the evening of January 5th 2006. I had discovered that there was no flight from Lisbon to Berlin on 6th and 7th.
From the look of the tourist Resort city, I had figured that there was nothing like a cheap Hotel there. We had located the Crown Plaza Hotel at Rua do Oceano Antlantico. We rented a room at €120 per night.


Earlier that day in Lisbon, Madam Grace had called me and said she was heading to Porto to pick Jennifer up as we agreed the previous day. It was around 10am. I asked her to call me when she got to Sao Bento train station in Porto.
After her call, I had called Jose and asked him to start coming to Porto as well. He had told me that they were already in the train to Porto.

I had called Francis as soon as I finished talking to the Porto bound group. He said he was on his way to collect the Resident permit from his immigration friend.
I went downstairs and entered a bus down to Baixa where Madam Grace had her shop. I wanted to use that opportunity to find out about flight tickets before my documents were ready.

I got to Baixa and went straight to a dirty congested boutique owned by a Chinese man who had lost half of his teeth. I bought a face cap and put it on my head. I pulled the peak down to cover half of my face, then I walked quickly down to the travel agent's office. He was there when I came. I greeted him as he offered me a single Plastic chair opposite him.

'' I need two flight tickets to Berlin tomorrow morning'' I said.
'' He pressed his computer keyboard several times and shook his head.

'' There are no flights to Berlin tomorrow and the day after tomorrow'' he said.

I stared at him as he explained that there was a blizzard going on in Berlin. All the flights to Berlin had been grounded until January 8. He said there would be a flight from Faro to Berlin on the evening of January 7th but explained that Faro was 260km south of Lisbon.

I couldn't believe what I heard.

I had just sent Madam Grace's squad and Jose's Squad to Porto on a collision course and here was a shocker about grounded flights. It wasn't time to grieve. I needed to think and make a quick decision.

I called Jennifer and told her to pack our bags immediately. I told her to suspend whatever she was doing and get ready. We were moving out of town.

I called a cab and drove back to my Hotel. Jennifer was still scrambling with her cloths.
She had asked what it was and I told her that we needed to get as far away as possible from Lisbon.

I called Francis again, he said his immigration friend had not picked his calls. I decided to wait until 1pm before leaving Setubal. I had given the shadow chasers appointment by two 2pm. I could still buy sometime before they found out that I wasn't in Porto.

I waited in my room as time crawled to 11:30, 11:40, 11:50. Each ten minutes brought me closer to danger.

At 12:30, I called Francis again. He said the man had answered his call but said they will meet by 1pm during the launch break.

There was a glimpse of hope. Jennifer had noticed my restlessness and had started panicking. I didn't bother consoling her, I needed some assurance and soothing words too.

My mind drifted to what would happen if the Porto squad discovered that I had sent them on a goose chase. Madam Grace would definitely call Lisbon and tell them what I had done. The hunt party down in Lisbon would continue their look out for us. I would be vulnerable since I was in the open.

I knew I still had small time on my hand but I wanted to get out of Lisbon area as fast as I could. The city of Lisbon was no longer safe for me.
I knew Jose and Madam Grace would definitely meet each other in Golden Tulips Hotel in Porto. They would then ask the hotel receptionist about me. They would be told that there was no record of any Solomon there and they would figure out what happened. Jose was a clever young man. He would quickly knew that I wanted to do something in Lisbon and sent them out of the way. He may decide to partner with Madam Grace to go after their common enemy.
If I was lucky, they would fight each other in Porto but it was unlikely.

At exactly 1:30pm, my phone rang. I picked it without looking at the caller ID. I thought it was Francis but I was wrong.

'' Where are you'' the unmistakable voice of Jose boomed from the other end of the call.
'' I told you 2pm'' I said.
'' I am already at the Hotel, what is your room number'' he said.

'' I will be down by 2pm'' I said.

Another call had entered in my phone while talking with Jose. It was Madam Grace. I picked the call and asked if She had gotten to the Sao Bento station, she said she was in Front of the Hotel Golden Tulip. I asked her to go inside the Reception hall and wait for us. I knew Jose, Nuno and whoever they had with them were in the reception.
I told Madam Grace that I and Jennifer would come down soon.

I hung up and called Francis, he didn't Pick the call. I tried again and no response.
That was it. I grabbed a bag and asked Jennifer to get the smaller one and follow me.
We were leaving Lisbon with or without Resident permit. My life was far more Important.

ZUBY77: Chapter 93

I hung up and called Francis, he didn't Pick the call. I tried again and no response.
That was it. I grabbed a bag and asked Jennifer to get the smaller one and follow me.
We were leaving Lisbon with or without Resident permit. My life was far more Important.

ACTION FILM.......GHEN GHEN.....

Suspense Thrilling! Hope Francis isn't trying something I don't wanna think about...ZUBBY!!!
Let's quickly rush there!!!

this is super suspense....
just like an action thriller....
meeen!!
YOU ARE GOOD

Wow! This is action film. Singing in brymo's voice'I ll lyk 2 take u 4 a ride I ll b ya superman n take u 2 u to d sky so fun won pe ko ma tasi me cos I be actor 4 dis Action film.'

Oga zubby.,Ur tori make sense . Still following...

Master Zuby !
Thank you
Obrigado
Graciax
Merci beaucoup
Santesana


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