Not your typical baby mama

"Don't let him out of your sight", Aldo commanded.

"Yes, sir", the subordinate took a polite bow before excusing himself.

A storm was brewing inside the man. He took a cigar and placed it between his thin lips. He fished out a lighter from his pocket and lit up the substance. He drew in his first smoke and exhaled it right out. Even so, he didn't feel his intense emotions lighten.

It was already suspicious this blue haired man showed up out of nowhere and made sure to stand out among his regular customers. If that wasn't enough to gain his attention, then taking his woman was just taking it too far. Well, even if it turns out he has nothing to do with her disappearance, he still needed to get rid of him. Dylan had become a thorn in his flesh.

An hour later

"Sparrow, target is on the move", a voice resounded over the phone pressed to Aldo's ear.

"Don't lose him", he responded. He removed the phone to hang up but suddenly remembered something. "Oh, and no guns."

With that, he terminated the call. His expression darkened as his knuckles turned white from squeezing his phone too hard. Their organization's activities was already being watched by the authorities especially with the women he had been bringing in illegally, they needed to lay low but still getting rid of Dylan could not be helped. Once that was done, there wouldn't be any obstacle between him and Esmeralda.

Down at the club entrance

Dylan had just dragged himself into his usual ride. His eyes could hardly keep awake from the strong alcohol coursing through his system. The driver had just started off when Dylan relaxed in his seat and succumbed to the sleep.

"We have some company today", he said before letting out a sigh in relaxation.

"I understand, sir", the driver responded.

Aldo's men rushed to the club's underground parking lot where they assembled and took three black SUVs. One after the other, the cars drove out of the parking lot then into the three lanes of the six-lane road.

The pursuit for Dylan had began. His ride had already pulled out of the club's curb and had occupied the middle lane of one of the three that Aldo's men had occupied. The pursuers felt smug when they saw Dylan's ride drive at a snail's pace. There was barely a distance of 100 meters between them so it would be easy to surround them.

"Let's get him before he gets too far, Aldo's second in command communicated to his subordinates through a walkie-talkie.

"Yes sir!"

The goons in one car could not help their curiosity as a discussion bloomed among them. "Do you know what he did?"

​ "No clue. Sparrow didn't say."

"But he wants him dead or alive. Whatever it is, it must be bad."

"But let's makes this quick. I was watching Squid Game before we left", one of them grumbled.

The three cars increased their speed and were gaining in on Dylan's ride when the latter's car suddenly gained speed as well. The car was akin to a sports car as it's tires screeched against the tarmac road leaving marks and a trail of smoke when it sped up. One of the goons from one car rubbed his eyes when he saw this.

"What the hell? LHow is a simple Corolla suddenly faster than an SUV?" He was sitting in the front passenger seat as he spoke.

Their driver grew annoyed at this as he changed gears and stepped on the accelerator. There was no way a car like that could put his driving skills to shame. It seemed the drivers from the other SUVs shared the same feeling as they all floored it. The cars were quickly catching up to Dylan's car.

Right ahead was an intersection that had traffic lights stuck on a blinking orange light. It's like someone had tampered with them.

"The intersection", Aldo's second in Command announced through his walkie-talkie.

"Yes, sir!"

The dashboard of the SUVs indicated the increased speed as the cars sped up. They would take advantage of the intersection and cut him in. Dylan would soon be surrounded and they would take him with them. When they heard the command, they fastened their grip on the metallic weapons they were going to use. Gunfire was out of the question, otherwise this whole pursuit would have long been over with a few shots at the tires of Dylan's car. He would have easily followed them whilst being held at gun point. But, their situation only allowed them to do this the hard way.

The men could feel the rush of adrenaline as they approached the intersection. Suddenly, the three SUVs hit their brakes at the same time.

"Whats going on?"

"Where did those come from?"

"What do we make of this?"

The three cars had come to a stop as the goons took in the scene before them. The moment they reached the intersection, more than ten cars suddenly drove into the three lanes from the other lanes becoming an immediate obstacle to reaching Dylan's car. Had they not hit the brakes, there would have been a terrible car crash.

Aldo's second in command felt annoyed as he quickly fished out his phone to call his boss. The call was answered right on the second ring.

"Sparrow, we have a problem."

Aldo was silent on the other end. He was puffing out a smoke to ease his annoyance.

"What happened?"

"About ten cars or more have suddenly overtook us creating a barrier between him and us."

"Keep following his car until you get him", Aldo snarled. Could they not think of something so simple? He needed to get rid of Dylan just because, and it had to be done. His mere existence irked him especially when he thought of the way Esmeralda looked at the man.

"We could do that but..."

"What now?" There was clear annoyance and impatience in his voice.

"Boss, you know the shell game?"