2 PROLOGUE

    The case against the purity design corporation, for months now has been on the headlines of almost all the national and local reporting companies in the world.

    Edwardo Sebastian, though dead, has been exposed as the owner of one of the most deadliest drug cartels in the world. Edwardo Sebastian has been mistaken for a saint, a congressman held in high esteem due to his numerous charitable donations, plus he's also the owner of purity design corporation, one of the best leading fashion house in America and probably the world as well.., so he was a very wealthy and respected figure in the society; but as a saying goes greed is the insatiable need for more of everything.

     So it was no shocker the world was surprised at the news, a man who they had vouched for to have their interest at heart turned out to be a cold-hearted criminal.

     There was no one to tell the world the true story since all Edwardo Sebastian's men were either at the hospital fighting for their lives or waiting for the court decision. The only person who could say something happens to be Edwardo Sebastian's mouthpiece who was granted immunity from the whole chaos, the rest of Edwardo's men had to undergo. The reporters of many top firms had tried coaxing her to give them any information about who Edwardo Sebastian really is and about his cartel but she had persistently refused.

       Of course, Jackie was aware the world was waiting for her to say something for months now but she just wasn't ready yet, going through the memory lane would re-open a wounded heart that she had forced herself to forget was still bleeding.   

Maybe the Reverend and her friend were right, maybe ignoring a wound doesn't mean it has healed and she doubted this wound would ever heal. maybe this was the healing process she must take, but if she was going to tell the story she would start from where it all began….

     The imo state international airport was outrun by reporters from all over the world, setting up their cameras to ensure they get the perfect view of their case study. The security guard there had a tedious job of controlling the crowd, and managing to keep a passage for people going into the airport and people going out of the airport. Am certain those used to the usual quietness of the airport would be wondering what was going on there.

     At 12:30 the reason for the chaos descended from the staircase, as all the reporter ran towards her like swarms of bee; thankfully her bodyguard and the security were quick to respond, keeping both the reporters and curious passerby who were wondering what was the cause of the uproar, from hurting her. Still, the reporters were struggling to get her pictures or toss endless questions at her.

       As they followed her to her car, Jackie realized they were willing to follow her all day if necessary.

"Please let us not act uncivil, I know I promised you an interview and I came here for that, it a long journey and I want some time to myself okay," she said facing the reporters

One of the reporters spoke up"we are not acting civilized, for months we have been kept on the dark about a man you swore was innocent, and all we asking for is an interview to find out the truth, that is not is not asking for too much Blue"

"Don't you ever call me that"she said through the gnashing of her teeth.

"Fine, I apologize on his behalf we didn't mean to offend you. But my colleague, as a point, the world deserves to know the truth and there is no one else to ask, you are the only one granted immunity presently."

Scoffs" to you, it is a story, to me, it is a trip to hell; I hope you understand I can still say no_let's meet by this time tomorrow at Ezinne's hotel but right now I want to be alone okay" the reporters nod as she entered, fortunately, none of them followed.

   Tomorrow she would revisit hell, she had tried her every waking moment to forget. Fine, it was too late to save Nic but maybe the Reverend is right and this trip to hell would save one youth from a million Edwardo Sebastian and a million Daneil Gills out there.

DRUG LORDS (WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF CRIMES)