MAIN CHARACTERS
Zaka – A feared gangster whose name controls the streets. Violence is his language.Zia – A disciplined police officer trapped between duty and political pressure.Harrison – A silent intelligence spy; his loyalty is unknown, his mission classified.Mr. Jackson – A powerful politician who controls the system from behind closed doors.Jassie – A fearless social activist fighting corruption with truth, not weapon
Reckoning unfolds in a city where law exists only on paper.
The story opens with the entry of Zaka, a gangster whose arrival shifts the balance of power. His presence ignites fear, chaos, and silent deals. As violence rises, Zia, a committed police officer, is assigned to control the growing threat—but political interference blocks every move.
Behind the visible conflict operates Harrison, a covert spy watching every side. His true identity remains hidden as he manipulates events from the shadows, collecting secrets that could destroy everyone involved.
At the top of the hierarchy stands Mr. Jackson, a politician who uses crime, police, and intelligence as tools to secure his dominance. He speaks of law in public and commands disorder in private.
Opposing them is Jassie, a social activist whose voice becomes dangerous to those in power. Her fight is peaceful, but the truth she uncovers threatens to expose the entire system. THE FINISHER
As the city descends into chaos, every character is forced to make a choice.Some choose power.Some choose truth.Some choose violence.
And one becomes The Finisher.
CHAPTER 1: ZAKA'S ENTRY
The city never slept.It only pretended to.
Rain slid down broken streetlights, mixing with dust and blood already soaked into the roads. Somewhere in the distance, a siren cried—but no one listened anymore.
A black SUV rolled slowly into the old industrial zone.
No headlights.No number plate.
The engine stopped.
Silence fell—not the peaceful kind, but the kind that warns before something terrible happens.
The warehouse gate creaked open.
Men stepped out first. Six of them. Armed. Alert. Their eyes scanned the darkness like predators checking their territory. Then the rear door of the SUV opened.
A polished shoe touched the wet ground.
Zaka stepped out.
Tall. Calm. Controlled.
His white shirt was spotless, untouched by the filth around him. A thin scar ran along his jawline—a reminder that he had once survived what others didn't. He didn't rush. He never did. Fear worked better when you let it breathe.
Inside the warehouse, three local gang leaders were already waiting. Sweating. Nervous. Armed—but afraid.
Zaka walked forward.
Each step echoed like a verdict.
One man gathered courage."You called us here without warning," he said. "This area—"
Zaka stopped.
Looked at him.
Just looked.
The man forgot the rest of his sentence.
Zaka smiled slightly."This area," Zaka said softly, "now belongs to silence."
Before anyone could react, a gunshot cracked the air.
The man fell.
Blood spread across the concrete like a signature.
Zaka didn't flinch.
"Fear," he continued, stepping over the body, "works only when it's sudden. And loyalty—" he paused, eyes cold, "—only when it's earned."
The remaining men dropped their weapons.
Outside the warehouse, unseen from the shadows, a man stood watching.
Harrison.
Earpiece in. Eyes sharp. Expression unreadable.
"Zaka has arrived," he murmured into the mic. "Phase one complete."
Across the city, in a brightly lit office, Zia stared at a file stamped CONFIDENTIAL.On the top page—Zaka's photograph.
And somewhere higher, behind glass walls and political smiles, Mr. Jackson watched the news scroll silently across a screen and smiled.
The game had begun.
And the city didn't know it yet—
—but the reckoning had entered.
Power does not announce itself.It arrives quietly… and stays violently.
Tonight, the city has not chosen a side—but every side has chosen the city.
Zaka has entered.The law has noticed.The system has smiled. TAGLINE "When power enters, justice steps back."