Chapter 19 Part 8&9
Location: Presidential Quarters, Lagos
Elvis RIchards was woken up by a knock on his door. He stretched and yawned angrily under the blanket. He opened his eyes and looked at his side, it was empty, Janet had gone. The last night had not been an eventful one like he had hoped for, his male organ had disappointed him again. Even though the first round had been fair, he had hoped for a better second round but to his disappointment, a second round could not happen because his organ did not respond anymore to Janet’s touches and attempts to arouse him, instead it remained flaccid like it went after the first round, leaving Janet totally unsatisfied and unhappy with him. He wasn’t surprised that she did not tell him before leaving the room.
He was angry with himself and angry with life. Life had not been fair to him. There was nothing he had been able to enjoy in peace, not even a nice time with a lady. But then he remembered it had not always been so, especially when he was young and he also reminded himself that he had now grown older. He remembered Janet, asking him if he needed a sex enhancer so that she could bring one along with her the next time but he couldn’t remember what answer he gave her, all he could hope for was that she would bring it along the next time so he could enjoy his time with her more.
The knock sounded at the door again, reminding him that someone was there.
He didn’t reply in a hurry but picked his phone first to check the time. He saw the missed calls signal at the notification bar and he swiped down to check, he had gotten three calls in the last twenty minutes which he didn’t get to answer as his phone was on silent mode.
The knock sounded again the third time.
‘Come in,’ he shouted, looking towards the door.
It opened and Ayo stepped in briskly, he had a worried look on his face.
‘What is it again this morning? Has Samantha Osman killed the Inspector General?’ He asked on seeing the look on Ayo’s face. He had seen Ayo’s device in his hands, the same device Ayo always brought to him whenever he had a news article or something to show him online. He sat up and rested his back against the headboard.
‘Good morning sir,’ Ayo greeted first. ‘No, there has been no news about the Inspector General’s health yet but there’s something else going around the internet since seven thirty am and it has also been reported on the news this morning. It’s concerning you.’
‘And what could that be?’ The Vice President raised his brows.
Ayo raised his tab and unlocked it, he wanted to read out the news but he could not complete the first word. ‘Sir, I think you should see it yourself.’ he said and began to proceed towards the man.
‘Stop! What in the world is wrong with you?’ Elvis RIchards shouted angrily, mad at Ayo for already making his morning worse than it was.
Ayostopped. He was already close to the bed.
‘On what site can I read it on? I want you to get out so I can check it myself,’ the Vice President asked.
‘You can visit the news section of the Youngicee website to read, the news videos can also be found on Youngicee Online TV.’ Ayo replied.
‘Okay, you can go out now,’ Elvis Richards said, dismissing him with a wave of the hand.
He watched until Ayo stepped out before he picked his phone. He quickly opened his browser and logged on to Youngicee.com, he found the headline of the news relating to him on the first line.
VICE PRESIDENT ELVIS RICHARDS IS IMPOTENT: DNA TEST RESULTS PROVES THE THREE CHILDREN ARE NOT HIS
His whole body froze in shock and for a moment it seemed like he was going to pass on but somehow he remained alive. His body continued to tremble and his phone fell off his hands. The secret he had promised himself would never leak out was already out and would have been read by several thousands of people in the nation and outside the nation as well.
How could it have leaked? Could the doctor have let it out to someone else who told a journalist? Or did a journalist visit the hospital after seeing that his children had visited there previously? Or had the doctor told the children the results of the tests after he warned him not to? All these questions were formed in his mind. He knew however that it was impossible for a doctor working in a hospital of that calibre to let out information about their patients talk more of such a sensitive information.
A thought came to his mind. One of his children could have stupidly confided in a friend about the DNA test and the friend had taken the news out on the internet without verifying. He hoped that was the case as he picked up his phone which had dropped to the bed. He unlocked it and clicked on the link. The page loaded in a second and he began to read through.
Hitting the internet early this morning is a new post from the Samantha Osman blog giving some dirty secrets about the Vice President.
Elvis RIchards paused and took in a deep breath and exhaled deeply on seeing Samantha Osman’s name in the news. He knew if it was Samantha Osman, it would be more devastating than he was expecting.
On her blog, the assassin made dangerous claims about the potency of the Vice President and the paternity of his children but she didn’t just make the claims, she had evidences to support her claims.
In the past week after the Vice President visited the hospital to treat his ill health, his children were also spotted in the hospital after he left and their visit to the hospital had been to do a DNA test whose results all confirmed that they were fathered by a different person who is still unknown. Pictures of the results can be found below.
Elvis Richards widened his eyes in shock as he saw pictures of the test results which had been sent to him through email. His lips and fingers trembled. There was no way he was going to claim that the results were fake, the pictures showed the signatures and stamps from the hospital. He managed to continue reading the article.
Samantha Osman has supported her claim by referring to the recent kidnap of two doctors, Doctor Musa and Doctor Reuben. Her findings have proved that the doctors were kidnapped on the same day the test results came out. Doctor Musa happens to be the gynaecologist who was in charge of the three kids birth while Doctor Reuben happened to treat the Vice President during an accident. She claims on her website that the Vice President had kidnapped the doctors after finding out that the children were not his. However, she did not tell what the Vice President would do or would have done to the doctors.
This information being reported was posted on SamanthaOsman.com in a very insulting manner this morning by 7 o’clock and our reporters have been trying to verify all her claims. As at this time of reporting, female artiste Vivy who is the only ‘daughter’ of the Vice President has been reached through her manager and it was confirmed that they really went for a DNA test but claimed that have seen the results of the tests yet. Efforts to reach the Vice President and the other children have proved abortive. However, our reporters are currently on duty, some at the hospital to make some verifications.
More details to come as we make more verifications.
Elvis Richards got up angrily and smashed his phone on the wall. He picked the pillow and blanket on the bed and flung them away. His hands reached for the footstool and he also flung it to the mirror, shattering the large rectangle object noisily.
Ayo opened the door of the room and barged in without permission. He seemed to have been expecting such a reaction from the man so he waited outside the room. Two other men which were alerted by the noise been made stood outside behind him.
‘Is everything okay sir?’
‘D*** you, nothing is okay.’ he barked at Ayo, looking around for something which his hands could reach so he could fling but he found none.
Ayo stood looking at him as he paced about angrily. His secret had been leaked to the world and there was nothing he could do to hide it anymore. The whole world would now see him as impotent and without nothing in the world. He had thought life wasn’t fair on him earlier that morning but after reading the news, he concluded that life was indeed very cruel on him.
A thought struck his mind and he stopped pacing for a moment. He decided he was going to lose everything just like that. He wasn’t going to let his name be tarnished totally, not before destroying every other person that could be destroyed too. He needed to make sure some things were in place first.
He turned to Ayo, ‘Which boys did you use in getting the doctors and Chima Bright?’
‘Sir, some of our boys here and officers.’ Ayo replied.
‘Make sure that none of them say a word about it, they should all deny if they are asked. We have nothing to do with the doctor’s kidnap and their deaths,’ he said, shining his eyes widely at Ayo.
‘Yes sir, I instructed them already.’
‘Good. Now, we have to get that doctor at the hospital…’ he paused as another thought struck his mind. He had thought of sending men to kill the doctor who carried out the DNA test but he remembered that it would deep him further into the mess. He began to pace about the floor again. Then he stopped and looked up. ‘Go back and resume your activities as if nothing is happening.’
He watched until the door was closed before he returned to seat at the edge of the bed. The whole place was dead silent for a couple of minutes until he began to hear the sound of his phone’s ringtone. He looked around to locate where he had flung it to. He got up and proceeded to the place to pick it up. He checked the screen to see who the caller was but the phone’s screen had gotten completely damaged and the ink could be seen covering the entire surface. He placed a finger at the fingerprint sensor at the back of the phone to answer the call.
‘Hello,’ he said into the mouthpiece.
‘Hello Dad,’ the voice that replied him was the least person he expected to hear from that morning.
‘James, how are you?’
‘I’m fine, where are you Dad?’ James asked.
‘In the presidential quarters,’ Elvis Richard replied.
‘I’m on my way there already, we need to see.’
Elvis Richards took the phone off his ear slowly without replying James. He wondered what the boy was coming to see him for. Was it to hear a verbal confirmation that he wasn’t their father or was it to ask who their real father was?
He felt afraid to meet with the boy but he drew in a deep breath. He returned to the bed. He had already developed a headache. He thought of taking his own life before James arrived but changed his mind on a second thought. It would be the most cowardly thing to do because that way, he would have assisted his enemies in defeating him totally. He was not ready to go down yet, at least not before his enemies.
Location: Tarasha’s New Base.
‘Apart from the ingredients we left at the other Base, do we need to get anything extra?’ Tarasha asked Doctor Ekwueme.
Both were in a large room. The doctor was seated in a comfortable plastic chair beside a hospital bed, Tarasha was standing by the window close by and Dave James was in the bed, his hands and feet fastened to the bed with straps.
‘I’m not really sure, I’ll only be able to tell after we retrieve those ingredients.’ the doctor gave an answer to Tarasha’s question.
‘We should get them before the end of today,’ Tarasha said. She stepped closer to the bed and placed her gaze on Dave James who was awake and listening keenly to them. ‘I don’t want us keeping unnecessary people with us, we should let him go as soon as possible.’
‘Yes, he should be free once the mixture is ready.’
Tarasha took a glance at the doctor’s face and again at Dave James’ face before walking out of the room.
The doctor stood up from his chair and flashed a look at Dave James. He looked at the drip bag hanging on the stand beside the bed as saw the content had finished already. He glanced at his wristwatch and nodded.
Dave understood his nod. He had been alive and sound but left immobile on the bed for days. His method of feeding had been through the intravenous fluid mechanism. The doctor always came to change it at meal times and it had been helping to keep him alive but Dave was tired of being fed artificially like a puppet, he was in dire need of natural food and he didn’t know how longer he could survive without it.
‘Doctor, what mixture are you preparing for me?’ Dave asked as the doctor turned towards the door.
The doctor glanced back at him and raised his brow. ‘We are preparing something that will make you free from here,’ the doctor replied.
Dave remained quiet. He hoped that the mixture was not going to hurt him in anyway. He somehow had some trust in the doctor for the fact that the doctor knew his parents and had helped him before and he had also explained that he was trying to help the doctor when he was captured by Samantha Osman.
The doctor heard no more words from Dave as he stepped out of the room and closed the door.
Location: Police Headquarters, Lagos.
‘Please, excuse me, I have other things to attend to right now.’ Officer James said repeatedly as he shoved his way through the crowd of reporters waiting in the compound to interview him. The reporters couldn’t follow him as he climbed up the verandah of the building, other officers were there to barr them for proceeding further.
Agent James hurried through the offices, responding to some greetings while ignoring others. He could literarily feel the eyes of the other officers on him as he passed through. He knew the news about he and his siblings being ‘b******s’ would be the talk of the moment even at the police headquarters, though everyone was silent as he passed.
He found his way to the Superintendent’s office and got in after going through some procedures.
‘Officer James,’ the superintendent replied as James saluted him. ‘Please have your seat.’
‘Thank you sir,’ James thanked the man as he sat.
‘So what brings you to my office?’ The man asked.
‘Sir, I’m here to make a request and I would be eternally grateful if you grant the request.’
‘What could the request be?’ the superintendent asked, squinting his eyes. He folded his arms across his chest and rested his back.
‘Sir, I want to get involved in the kidnap cases of Doctor Musa and Doctor Reuben. I want this because I really want to get to the end of the matter personally.’
The superintendent fixed his fingers into each other as he stared at James. ‘I don’t understand your reason for wanting to be involved yet but don’t you think it’ll make the scandal get messier?’ the man asked.
‘Sir, I think it’ll help in clearing my father and my family’s name.’ James replied.
The Superintendent stared at him silently for a moment. He felt the urge to ask if Samantha Osman’s claim about he and his siblings paternity was wrong but he resisted it.
‘So you don’t think the officers in charge of the case are capable of handling the case?’
‘No, I’ve not said that yet…’
‘But that’s what you’re implying by requesting to handle the case,’ the superintendent cut in.
James shook his head, he already knew his request would not be granted. ‘I would handle it more passionately if I do.’
‘Agent, those handling the case are also well trained officers. They know what they’re doing and would get to the root of the case. They will find out if they were really kidnapped by your fath… I mean by the Vice President like Samantha Osman claimed or if someone else kidnapped them. I think you already have enough tough cases in your hands you need to focus on.’
‘It’s okay sir,’ James replied with a bow. ‘That would be all,’ he said as he got up to his feet.
‘Okay, officer James.’ the superintendent stretched his hand out for a shake and James met with his respectfully. ‘I wish your family luck in handling this scandal.’
James replied with a smile before turning away. He proceeded out of the office immediately. He had not really come to get permission to get involved in the case, he had only come to inform the superintendent because even without the permission he would still involve himself.
James was sure there was no way any of the officers handling the case would get to the root except an insider betrays Elvis Richards. He had taken some time to talk with the Vice President but he did not bother to ask if the DNA test results were real, he was sure they were. And he also did not try to ask who his real father was, he knew it would be an insult to Elvis Richards as his late mother would be the right one to answer the question. However, he did not care what the world would think or say, he decided to keep recognizing Elvis Richards as his father. To him, fatherhood was not about donating the sperm cells to make the children but raising the children and making sacrifices for them which Elvis Richards had excelled in. So he wasn’t going to turn his back in Elvis Richards at that point, he would try his best to get the man out of the mess he was in.
His phone began to ring as he walked to his own office in the building. He picked it out and checked who the caller was, Inspector Dakolo.
Location: Sango Ota, Ogun State.
Taofeek sat at the back of the Jeep dejectedly. Two of his friends were at the front and one other was seated with him at the back.
The news of his elder brother’s death had come to him as a shock while he was in a business conference he traveled to the state with his friends and fiance for. He had wished to return immediately but his friends had insisted he stayed and they all leave the next day. It was more devastating when he heard the news of his sister’s accident and death that morning. His friends had seen it online the last night but kept it from him, he had woken up that morning to see a push notification from a website he subscribed to. He couldn’t hold back his tears and it took more than just pleading for his friends to make him calm.
Taofeek’s phone began to ring as they got close to a bridge. The friend who was seated at the passenger’s side in front was with the front and he raised it for Taofeek to see the screen.
‘Your girlfriend,’ the friend said calmly.
Taofeek stretched his hand out to get the phone and he was given. He answered the call.
‘Hello baby, where are you now?’ the girl’s tiny voice sounded through the speaker.
‘On my way to Lagos already,’ Taofeek replied lifelessly, wondering why she was asking him the question. They already talked that morning and he had told her he was traveling to Lagos.
‘Okay, I just left the hotel room now and I’ll be on my way to Lagos too, I’ll call you when I get there.’ the girl said in a shaky voice.
There was something strange about her voice but Taofeek was too dejected to notice.
‘We are close to the bridge, should we wait for you?’
‘Ermm…’ her voice trembled more. ‘Yes.’
‘Okay, don’t keep us waiting.’ he replied and ended the call. ‘Please guys, let’s stop and wait for Bisi to join us.’ he said to his friend.
The friends agreed and they soon found a reasonable space close to the bridge and parked.
‘He’s waiting,’ Bisi said in a trembling voice as she dropped the phone.
‘Cool,’ Rex said with an evil smile.
They were both seated at the backseat of a taxi and the driver who was putting on dark shades was alone at the front.
‘Tell me once you see their car.’
Taofeek checked his time. It had been ten minutes since they had parked to wait for Bisi and she had not showed up yet. There was no traffic jam which could have been her only reason for staying so long. He picked up his phone to call her again.
It began to ring but it wasn’t answered. He tried a second time. He turned his face to the right as a moving taxi got close to them. A gun was pointed from the taxi and before any move could be made, a bullet ran into Taofeek’s forehead and the taxi sped off.
Location: Orile, Lagos
Carl kicked the door open and rushed in with his gun. The room was completely dark except for a small phone’s Torchlight at the corner. Eric entered after him and stopped by the door. He took out his phone and pointed towards the direction Carl was going, there was someone there, tied to a chair. Eric followed Carl to the corner.
‘Is this not the f****** girlfriend?’ Eric asked aloud.
‘I think she is,’ Carl replied as he took off the tape from the girl’s mouth.
‘Where are those with you?’ Eric barked.
‘They went out just now,’ Bisi said in a shaky voice.
‘Where did they go to?’ Eric barked.
‘I don’t know, I don’t know them.’ she answered.
A third person walked in and Eric flashed a look back.
‘I found nothing and nobody in this building.’
Carl walked to the other corner to pick the phone with the switched on torchlight there. He turned to the screen, the SMS application was opened. There was a draft at the top. He clicked on the draft to read.
Cole, you haven’t been answering the calls. We’ve got the Taofeek’s girlfriend in the building at Orile, what do we do to her?
‘You guys need to see this?’ Carl said as he walked back towards Lizzy and Eric. He got to them and showed the text message.
‘Cole,’ Lizzy voiced out thoughtfully.
‘Do you know him?’ Carl asked.
‘You don’t remember Victor?’ she asked him with a raised brow. ‘Samantha Osman’s man, remember he’s the same as Cole.’
Carl chuckled. His face met with Eric’s and they had the same conclusion in mind. Samantha Osman’s team had carried out the murder of Taofeek and that of the older siblings.
‘We need to leave here now guys,’ Carl said loudly. ‘The police would have also tracked and located this place.’
‘Let’s get going, I can’t wait to lay my hands in Samantha Osman.’ Eric said in a determined tone.
They all turned and began to walk towards the door.
‘Please, get me out.’ they heard a voice from behind.
That reminded Carl that he had taken off the tape covering her mouth. He quickly turned back and covered her mouth back with the tape.
Somewhere in Mainland, Lagos.
‘If the boss’ claim is true, then could it mean Samantha works for the Vice President?’ Carl asked aloud, directing his question to no one in particular. He was seated before a large screen in a dark room, on the screen were pictures of the dead bodies of the three siblings; the first son by the right, daughter in middle and the last son by the left. Eric and Lizzy were seated somewhere behind Carl in the room and they all had taken some time to analyze the deaths of the three siblings. They concluded it was a well planned operation; everything was completed less than thirty hours before any one could even think the first and second deaths were connected.
‘I knew it, it wasn’t an accident,’ Lizzy spoke out loud. ‘She was seated in front of a computer and was going through some recorded footages.’
‘How?’ Eric asked. He got up from where he was seated and walked towards her.
‘Here,’ she zoomed in a picture. ‘This man tampered with the solar system which powers the street lights, he did before night fell.’
Eric squinted as he looked at the very blur picture.
‘They must have wiped out the NSCC footages, these are just some already caught up in the cache, that’s why they are blur.’
‘It only shows us that someone was there, it doesn’t show us the face.’ Eric commented.
‘Could have been one of her men,’ Carl joined. ‘She has quite a number of new people working with her now.’
‘I still don’t get how she could be working for the Vice President,’ Eric said with a confused look. ‘Past reports says she had tried on several occasions to kill him.’
‘But she failed,’ Carl put in. ‘Why didn’t she fail in her attempts to kill the previous victims?’
‘Her attempts on the Vice President were too real and close to be regarded as made up.’ Eric noted.
‘I don’t believe either that the Vice President pays Samantha, but the boss seems convinced about it.’ Carl said.
‘That man is in a very bad state now, you can’t expect him to make valid conclusions.’
‘Whether or not he is right, it all points to the fact that we need to get Samantha real quick.’
There was silence for a while and Eric returned to his seat. A phone rang.
Lizzy took out the phone and answered the call, it was the NIS Chairman calling from the other end.
‘Special Agent Elizabeth,’ the chairman saluted.
‘Good morning sir,’ Lizzy greeted in an official tone, wondering why the Chairman was calling her so early.
‘Have you started work on the Chief children murder?’
‘Yes sir, I have but no other agent was assigned to work with me.’ Lizzy complained even though she knew the Chairman must have ensured the case was assigned to her because he knew she was already working in that direction and she also had external people working with her.
‘I know, start reporting updates on the case progress and I would ensure another agent is assigned to you when the time is right.’ the man replied.
‘I called to ask you about Agent DJ, he’s not been seen around for a long time. Do you know his whereabouts?’
‘No,’ Lizzy answered and got up to her feet. She had really been concerned about Dave but decided not to bother herself since Dave also never showed concern for her when he ought to, he only was concerned about Stephanie George. ‘I stopped communicating with him when he started lying about his location to me.’
‘So you no longer work with him?’
‘No, I think we lost that connection with each other.’
‘So, what happened between both of you.’
‘Dave is very intelligent sir, he could have sensed that the information we shared together was used against him.’
‘But you only stopped working with him few days ago, or probably some weeks ago.’
‘Yes, it’s enough time for him to have suspicions.’
‘Well, I would say don’t reach him for now. Sometime ago we noticed his presence in Abuja, but his hotel room was claimed to be found empty without him paying the hotel officials or taking some of his things away. Something could have happened to him but we’ve not been able to trace him in any way.’
‘Oh!’ Lizzy felt some fear in her mind as she heard that something could have happened to Dave. She immediately felt the urge to reach him even though the chairman asked her not to.
‘Always remember to feed the office with updates girl,’ the man said in a conclusive tone.
Lizzy hung up. She saw Eric and Carl staring at her, obviously waiting to hear what she needed to tell them about the call. ‘That’s the NIS Chairman,’ she explained to them. ‘Office matters.’
‘Oh!’ Eric and Carl said in unison and returned to the work.
Lizzy picked up her phone. Her mind was no longer at rest. She searched for Dave’s number on it but realized that the phone it was stored on wasn’t with her.
Location: Tarasha’s New Base, Lagos.
‘Hello,’ Cole said into the phone after answering the call. He continued to stir the tea in his hand, holding the phone to his ear with his shoulder as he walked to the dining.
‘Cole, it’s me Nicholas.’ a voice replied from the other end.
‘Nicholas?’ Cole sounded surprised. He quickly dropped the tea on the table after sitting and held the phone with his hand. ‘Where the f*** have you been?’
‘I escaped that night but I lost my phone in that building and I haven’t been able to reach you since then. I just found your number in one of the old emails we exchanged.’
‘Mehn, you’re crazy, I’m glad you’re alive.’ Cole said with a very brief smile. ‘ So where are you now?’
‘Hiding somewhere in Badagry?’
‘Who else have you made contact with?’ Cole asked, he continued stirring the tea with his right hand while holding the phone in his left.
‘Okay, I will get back to you once I report to the boss.’
‘We should have something interesting to see on the news this morning,’ Cole turned on hearing Tarasha’s voice, she was walking into the living room. ‘Have you read the news this morning?’
‘Not yet boss, Good morning.’ Cole greeted. Now he was busy with some slice of bread and the tea.
‘The Vice President has replied to the allegations.’
‘Oh! Interesting,’ Cole chuckled.
Tarasha picked the television remote control and settled on the three seater. She turned it on and waited a few seconds as it processed, she switched to the news station, the broadcast was about starting. Cole changed to a seat where he cold watch the television from and continued eating.
The news broadcast began and the newscaster started with reading the headlines and as expected the Vice President’s reply was oen of the headlines. After reading for about fifteen minutes, the newscaster began the news about the Vice President.
VICE PRESIDENT ELVIS RICHARDS DENIES SAMANTHA OSMAN’S ALLEGATION ABOUT KIDNAP OF DOCTORS.
Vice President Elvis Richards through his social media handles has denied knowing anything about the kidnap of Doctor Musa and Doctor Reuben. However he affirmed that he truly had childbearing problems which he and his wife knew of and both agreed to get children through another way. He said that the DNA results were done to clear some issues arising between he and his children and he was not surprised by the result.
Through a series of tweets and facebook posts, he blasted the hospital management and the doctor in charge for allowing such sensitive personal information of a patient out to the public and he also warned bloggers and the public to desist from sharing unverified news. He complained that Samantha Osman was out to spoil his name and tarnish his image and was so sure that she kidnapped the doctors and she did it at such a time as this to accuse him falsely.
He pleaded with the security agencies to investigate deeply and make the world know the whereabouts of the doctors. He further reassured the nation and the world that he is committed to the path of integrity and focused on making the nation a better place and would not let anything distract him. In his words, ‘The enemies who are trying to stop me from contesting in the next elections are the sponsors of Samantha Osman and they will never be able to stop me because I am God’s chosen one. They will all be put to shame.’
President Emeka has also reacted to the news through his spokesperson and he urged every Nigeria to remain calm. Thorough investigations on the matter have begun and the police hopes to reveal the whole truth soon.
‘Interesting,’ Cole commented after the reading finished.
Tarasha reduced the volume of the television.
‘I didn’t expect him to accept the allegation so easily,’ she said aloud. ‘But now that he has, he might get some sympathy from the public since our claims that he kidnapped the doctors are mere speculations.’
‘Boss, I think this could be a really good time to strike,’ Cole suggested after few seconds of silence.
‘Not now, I have a plan already,’ Tarasha replied.
There was silence for about a minute. Cole wondered what plan she had but he was rest assured that he would know about it at the right time.
‘Boss, Nicholas called me. He survived the last attack we had,’ Cole spoke.
‘Nicholas? One of the seven men?’ Tarasha asked.
‘And what did he say?’
‘He said he just found my number in one of the emails we exchanged long ago and he decided to call me. I told him I needed to tell you about him before getting back to him.’
‘Okay, so are you sure it’s the same Nicholas who was working with us?’
‘Yes, it was his voice and accent.’
‘That’s not what I mean,’ Tarasha corrected. ‘Are you sure he’s still the same Nicholas on our side?’
‘Ermm…’ Cole thought for some seconds. ‘I can’t say.’
‘Ask and find out what he wants, if he still wants to continue working with us, select a different location and ask him to meet you there.’
Four Hours Later
‘Cole,’ Nicholas’ voice echoed in the building. He paused and looked around, the place was broad and empty and there were no signs of life around. He took some steps further and called again, ‘Cole’. He turned towards all corners of the building and shouted the name but there was no response. He checked his wristwatch, he had arrived there early, ten minutes before the time Cole asked him to arrive and now it was forty minutes past and Cole was nowhere to be found.
‘Cole!’ Nicholas shouted again, turning around to see everywhere in the building. He picked out his phone and dialed Cole’s number again, it rang like it had been ringing but wasn’t answered.
Nicholas heaved a sigh. He closed his eyes, thinking of what to do. He wondered why Cole had asked them to meet there without showing up. His eyes were still closed when he hear some sounds. He opened his eyes and turned back to see Cole standing close to the entrance behind with a faded crooked smile on his face.
‘Cole,’ he called in a soft voice, heaving sigh of relief.
‘Nick,’ Cole called back.
Nicholas proceeded towards him and stopped right in front of him. Cole offered him a handshake.
‘How did you do it?’
Nicholas cleared his throat, he knew Cole meant to ask how he escaped that night.
‘I was attacked and they left me probably thinking I was dead, I crawled away from where I was wounded, the darkness helped me to hide myself.’ Nicholas explained, deliberately not mentioning the fact that it was one of the hostages that attacked him, he knew Cole would question him on how the hostage got free enough to attack him and that may cause Cole to ask him more questions or even arouse suspicions.
‘So, how did you get to Badagry?’ Cole asked.
‘I got into the next compound and I was lucky to find some clothes still hung outside the building. I changed my blood stained clothes and left the place, then I found my way to the bus stop and did some pick pocketing, with that I was able to get to Badagry.’
Cole remained calm and fixed his gaze on Nicholas’ face so sternly as if he was trying to examine if he was saying the truth or not.
‘So who else knows that you are here?’ Cole asked. He took a look around the empty warehouse as he took out his phone from his pocket.
‘No one knows, just the two of us, except you told someone else.’ Nicholas replied.
‘And you’re sure you were not being followed as you came here,’ Cole pressed further.
‘No one followed me,’ Nicholas said in a confident tone.
Cole dialed Tarasha’s number on his phone. ‘Boss, I got him here, he’s alone.’
‘Bring him over,’ Tarasha instructed from the other end. ‘But look out for people following you.’
Location : PRESIDENTIAL QUARTERS, LAGOS
‘Rex, Samantha is destroying me already, can’t you see?’
Rex was quiet.
‘I need to know what you are doing about it, I really need to know.’
Rex flashed a look at his face but did not reply immediately. ‘I’m preparing a bait for her, I’m sure she would fall when it is ready. I would tell you how you need to get involved when you need to.’
‘When would that be Rex? It’s taking too long, I don’t know what else she has in store.’
‘I don’t what she has in store either, all I know is that she would go down in a matter of days.’
The Vice President shook his head in frustration. There was another long silence.
‘I would be returning to Abuja tomorrow morning, the President called for me.’
Rex looked at his face. ‘You should have told me that earlier,’ he said, then took out a cigarette and lit it.
Location: Tarasha’s New Base, Lagos.
Tarasha was in the control room, watching the videos made by the Inspector General when she got the notification of a new email on her phone. She paused the video and opened the email. It was from a Nefary queen.
The device is still at the airport but I’m monitoring and would let you know when anyone comes to make claim of it.
Tarasha had sent some data to a clan sister of hers in the US to help check the possessor of the device at the airport and the sister had replied to tell her the airport authorities found it and were waiting for the owner to make claims.
She closed the email. There was another message on her work email. There had been a new update on the security website Cole hacked into the last time. She turned back to the computer and minimized the video player, she opened the email application to read the message on the desktop. After that she logged in to the security website. The police were yet to detect that information about the Inspector General’s travel out of the country was gotten by a break in into the website and were still sharing information through the website since it was one of their most secure platforms.
‘The Presidency has made arrangements for the Vice President to arrive in Abuja tomorrow morning, please make your own arrangements to this effect.’
The message was from the Abuja Headquarters and it was supposed to only appear on the dashboard of the Lagos State Headquarters but Tarasha’s team had access to it as they were able to break into the site.
She wondered what to do with the new information. She knew it would be more difficult to get into the Presidential Quarters in Lagos than it was getting into the State Staff House in Abuja; there would have been an increase in the number of security officers guarding the quarters and those on standby ever since the news of the Inspector General kidnap had broken out.
She decided to ignore the information and focus on her plans of killing him after releasing the video of the IGP’s confession. She also wanted his death to come after the IGP’s death which she had already taken care of with the intravenous fluid that was passed into his body.
A knock sounded on the door and distracted her from her thoughts. Henry walked in without waiting for an answer.
‘Hey Tara,’ he said looking around the control room as he noticed some changes in the arrangement of the computers.
‘Hey,’ she replied him.
‘I just returned, should I hand over everything to the doctor?’
‘Yes, you should.’ Tara replied.
Henry looked around for a while. ‘I also need to talk to you.’
‘Okay, what do you need to talk to me about?’
‘Ermmm… I think I should see the doctor first.’
‘As you wish,’ she shrugged and turned back to the computer. Her phone began to ring as she turned. She picked it up and answered, ‘Cole, what’s up?’
‘I’m in the house, with Nicholas.’
‘Bring him over to the computer lab,’ Tarasha replied. She put the phone down and turned to the system to close the running applications.
In the Medical Lab
Fifteen Minutes Later.
Doctor Ekwueme turned to look back as he heard the sound of the door opening. He smiled and continued his setting up when he saw that it was Stephanie. He had been enjoying the girl’s company in recent times, the only thing he didn’t like her to do was asking him questions about his work with Samantha and he always tried his best to avoid getting into that line of discussion with her.
‘Well done sir,’ she greeted.
‘Steph, please come have your seat.’
She proceeded further and sat beside him.
‘I’ve not seen you since morning,’ the doctor said.
‘Yes, I’ve been with my mother, she slept off some minutes ago.’
‘Hope she’s doing fine and taking her drugs regularly.’
‘Yes, she is.’ Stephanie replied.
There was silence for a minute.
Stephanie looked around the lab for a minute and noticed some new things in it. ‘I saw you and Mr Henry a while ago.’
‘Yes, he brought to me some of the things I needed to use in completion of the mixture.’
‘In that carton right? I saw him bring that carton in,’ she asked, pointing to a big carton on the table.
There was another minute of silence.
‘So what would happen to Dave after the mixture is used for him?’
‘Nothing, he’s going to be fine.’ Dr Ekwueme replied.
Stephanie did not know whether to trust the doctor or not.
‘But is anything wrong with him now?’
‘Then why does he need the mixture?’
The doctor looked at her face, ‘He needs to get out of here, without that, Samantha would not let him leave. If Dave has to live, the only option is for the mixture to go into his body.’
‘Is it the same mixture that Samantha used for the Inspector General of Police?’
The Doctor stopped what he was doing and quickly flashed a look at her face.
‘Who told you Samantha used a mixture for the Inspector General of Police?’
‘It’s all over the internet, the Inspector General of Police was placed on drip.’
‘So, what makes you think that it was Samantha who placed him on drip? Because the media said so? Don’t you remember that the same media reported lies when you were kidnapped?’
‘I remember,’ Stephanie said. ‘And I’m aware the media tells a lot of lies but this was not a lie.’ The doctor looked at her face again. ‘I saw the pictures of the mixture in the drip bag at the hotel.’
‘It was the same drip bag that was here few days ago,’ she said pointing to a corner where there used to be several drip bags hung, one of the bags was missing.
‘Is it only in this lab intravenous fluids are produced?’ the doctor asked, he was already tired of the questions.
‘No, but…’ Stephanie got up to explain. ‘The drip bag missing here had a liquid in it which colour was close to yellow and the drip bag found in the hotel room with the Inspector was of the same colour, is it a coincidence that the drip bag here is missing at the same time it was found there and at the time Samantha did not sleep at home through the night?’
Doctor Ekwueme stared at her with his mouth left wide open. He got scared that he had allowed for too much closeness between he and the girl.
‘Do you know you are making very serious allegations and it could get you into trouble with Samantha if she knows you are thinking this way?’
‘Sir, I’m only stating the obvious truth. I’m in no way against whatever she does to the Inspector, I know those men deserve whatever is done to them. I’m only concerned about Dave because he was only doing his job.’
‘And thats why we are trying to make him leave here alive and healthy,’ the doctor snapped.
Stephanie heaved a sigh. She shook her head in pitiful manner, ‘All I just want to know is what the liquid would do to Dave.’
‘I can’t tell you that Steph, but I can assure you that he would not be harmed. Trust me, we are doing the best for him and for us.’
Steph let out another breath. ‘It’s okay, can you allow me see him?’
‘No, I’m not in charge of that. You can ask Samantha yourself,’ the doctor replied.
‘I only want to see him, she has not made any law that no one should be allowed to see him, has she?’
‘No, but she has not also told me to allow anybody who wants to see him do so.’
‘But the door is always open, anyone who wants to go in can.’
‘And you think Samantha would not know if anyone goes in?’
Stephanie remained quiet. She still had it strongly in mind to see Dave but she made up her mind that she would do it without the Doctor’s knowledge, to save him from getting into trouble with Samantha Osman and also to ensure he doesn’t try to stop her.
The doctor continued his work in silence. He made up his mind to make sure Stephanie found out nothing more about the mixture he was preparing, for the next few days for which the mixture was going to be ready, he was going to keep to himself.
Cole took off his sweat filled shirt and flung it towards the wardrobe as he entered the room. He had left Nicholas to discuss with Tarasha. He looked towards the table in the room and saw a blinking red light on the phone he left there. He walked towards the table and picked the phone to check the notification. He wasn’t expecting anything serious on it, it was the phone he used in communicating with Patricia alone. He saw the missed call signal and swiped down the notification bar to see who called him. He was expecting to see the customer care numbers but he was shocked on seeing Patricia’s name there. She had called him up to ten times..
Date: June 2, 2031
‘Are you guys efficient at all?’ the Chief blasted Carl and Eric who were standing before him. He was seated on a chair in the room, his hands on his knees and his lips fidgeting as he spoke. ‘It’s days after my three children were killed and you haven’t found their killers yet, I should have just left everything for the police which I have command over here to handle. Tell me, why am I spending so much money on you if you can’t yield results?’
There was silence for a minute. Anger was written all over Carl and Eric’s face. The Chief had invited them over and sneak them into his ward at the hospital at midnight, only for him to be laying blames on them for the death of his children who they were never responsible for protecting.
‘Are you guys dumb, can’t you explain yourselves?’
Carl took out his gun angrily and pointed it to the man’s forehead. The four security operatives with them in the room also brought out their guns and pointed at Carl in defense.
‘I’ll kill you old man and I’ll kill the rest of the men here without struggles,’ Carl warned in serious tone.
Eric grabbed his arm and signalled with his eyes for him to be calm. Carl shook his head, he looked at the man’s face again and then looked at Eric’s, Eric had a look on his face telling him to relax and allow him handle the situation. Carl lowered his gun. The security officials around also lowered theirs after some seconds.
The Chief stared blankly at Carl. He didn’t expect Carl to respond in such a way but he wasn’t scared of the gun either. All he wanted was to speak some sense into Carl and Eric’s head and make them yield results for him.
His children’s death had come as a big blow to him. He was at the hospital after a brief sickness when he heard about the assassination of his first son, he had thought that was all and he wasn’t told about the death of the two others immediately, he got to find out through the news. At the same time he also read about the Vice President and the DNA tests and he was so sure that the three children were his even though Mrs Elvis had always lied to him during her lifetime that Elvis Richards was the father of all the kids. That way, he knew Elvis Richards was already aware of his adulterous relationship with his wife and was the one who killed his children in a bid to take his revenge. He was mad at Elvis Richards but he wasn’t in a hurry to manifest his answer or lay a claim on those kids. He was going to teach Elvis Richards a bitter lesson.
‘Chief, we never had the responsibility of protecting your children, so we don’t wanna hear complaints about them whenever we are with you,’ Eric began to talk. ‘We told you we have plans set in place and we are bringing down Samantha Osman certainly.’
‘It’s taking too much time,’ the Chief said. ‘I’m sure she’s not done with me yet, even after taking my children she’s coming back for me.’
‘Do you still hold the belief that she is sponsored by your friend Chief Elvis Richards?’ Eric asked.
‘I’m not sure any longer,’ the man replied. ‘You confirmed seeing the property of one of her men there. Whether she works for him or not, I’m sure he killed my children. I’ll teach Elvis Richards a lesson but I need to get Samantha out of the way first.’
‘What about the Inspector General Of Police? Eric asked.
‘Rikau?’ Chief Afeez Abdulkadr let out a faint evil smile. ‘That guy is gone, I don’t he’d ever get out of the hospital. Make your work faster, find me Samantha Osman, then we deal with Elvis Richards.’
Location: Tarasha’s New Base, Lagos.
Tarasha was in the middle of her early morning work out sessions when she noticed Henry walking towards her. He got to her side and stopped. She paused to take a look at him.
‘Tara, have you listened to the news this morning?’ Henry asked.
Tarasha rolled down the machine and raised her brows at him. ‘We only watch the night news together, why are you asking me such a question this morning?’ Tarasha asked him, wondering why he was panicking so much.
Henry took in a deep breath to calm his nerves. He stood still without saying anything for a minute.
‘Why don’t you just tell me what you need to say instead of standing and staring at me like that?’
‘What did you do to the Inspector General?’
Tarasha squinted at him, wondering if the Inspector General had been attacked by someone else already.
‘What did you put in the intravenous fluid that you used on him?’
Tarasha concealed a smile, she looked away briefly and took in a breath. She knew Henry must have seen in the news that morning that the Inspector General had developed a new illness, that was the news she was expecting before she could proceed with her work against the Vice President.
‘What kind of question is that? Was I wicked to put enough solution to keep him alive until he was discovered?’ Tarasha replied him. She found herself still trying not to offend him by making him believe she had nothing to do with the Inspector General’s state contrary to her decision not to consider whatever he said.
‘But he was discovered with a new disease this morning, the doctors say they couldn’t trace the sickness to nothing else but the liquid in that drip bag.’
‘Do you believe what the media says, didn’t they report that the hospital could not tell what liquid was in the drip bag? How come they are tracing the sickness to the liquid they don’t know?’ Tarasha questioned. Wiping the sweat on her body with a towel, she got up from the bench and removed the palm protectors on her hands. She then proceeded out of the gym. Henry followed her.
‘Then how did he develop that kind of illness which he didn’t have before the encounter with you?’ Henry asked, following her as she walked away.
She didn’t reply him but he kept on troubling her and followed into the room. She walked straight to the wardrobe while he stopped close to the entrance.
‘Tara, if you can’t give me an explanation, then it means that you are responsible for whatever happens to the man.’
She still did not reply him but continued to take off her clothes. She stripped to her pant and bra. She cleaned her neck again with the hand towel.
‘Tara, please give me a reply,’ Henry said as he proceeded towards her.
Tarasha froze partially for a moment, she stopped all was doing and turned her face sideway, counting his steps as he came closer to her.
‘Tara, I’m not…’ Henry was trying to say something when Tarasha grabbed him suddenly by the neck and pushed him to the wall.
Henry was shocked. She tightened her grip on his neck gradually and her other hand pushed his chest to the wall. He couldn’t move an inch or push her away, she was way stronger than she looked. He saw the look in her eyes, it was like a fiery furnace ready to consume whatever came in contact with it.
Tarasha’s heart was filled with rage and she felt like choking out life from him but she was able to control herself. She released her grip on his neck and took a step backward and turned her back to him. ‘I’ll pull out your oesophagus next time you talk to me about this.’
Henry fell on his knees and began to cough profusely. His eyes were watery, his neck was engulfed in pains and he could still feel the tightness of her grip on his throat.
‘That d–n man raped me, killed my parents and destroyed my family, he deserves more than what he’s getting.’ she said with tears in her eyes as she turned back to him.
Henry managed to get to his feet, he now felt sorry for her. He moved closer to her and held her hands, she tried to wriggle free but he managed to keep her palms in his. He was still trying to balance himself well by taking in deep breaths.
‘I’m sorry Tara, but I’m not concerned with what happens to that man. I’m only concerned about you,’ Henry said in a soft voice. ‘I don’t want you turning into the same heartless people that those men are.’
Tarasha pushed him and turned away. He almost fell but he supported himself by the wall and managed to stay on his feet. He proceeded back to her immediately and turned her to himself.
‘Stop this Henry, enough of the talks…’ Tarasha tried to warn him but she couldn’t complete her sentence as he covered her mouth with his in a fierce kiss. His hand was wrapped around her waist and he pressed her body to his tightly and their lips intertwined.
She found her hands going under his shirt and her fingers pressed his well formed chest and her thumbs touching his n—–s. They gradually moved closer to the bed and slowly climbed with Tarasha on top. She ripped off his shirt quickly and flung it away. Their lips met each other’s hungrily again and the kiss continued for a minute until Tarasha suddenly broke away. She raised her head up and looked towards the door like she was expecting someone. She looked at him again, he didn’t seem to have recovered fully from the strangling encounter. Some seconds after, someone knocked on the door.
She climbed off Henry’s body and rolled out of the bed. She flashed a look at the wall clock in the room as she proceeded towards the bathroom. The knock sounded again.
‘Cole, I’ll join you in the control room in five minutes,’ she said before entering the bathroom.
Location: President Emeka’s living room, Aso Rock, Abuja.
‘Chief Elvis, I would advise you as a brother to quit the presidential race,’ President Emeka was saying to his Vice. ‘The party members are not happy with the way you’ve constantly been in the news, and now you’re being heavily investigated by the police, it might be difficult for you to even win the primaries and that would be a disgrace to you.’
‘Thank you sir,’ Elvis Richards replied. ‘But I still think there’s enough time to redeem my image. I don’t want to step down, if I do I would be giving the enemies easy victory and that’s what they want. All these false news going round against me are been pushed by the enemies to disqualify me from becoming President.’
‘You don’t seem to understand, there’s no one backing you anymore, even Chief has said you can never win the coming election.’
Fear gripped Elvis Richard’s heart as he heard Chief being mentioned. He knew the Chief that was being talked about; the same cruel Chief who slept with his wife. Even though he hated the Chief with all his might, he couldn’t but admit that the Chief was unarguably the oldest man who still had a say in the politics of the nation, with many political aspirants always seeking for his approval.
Elvis Richards didn’t expect the Chief to support him anymore even though he held the belief that the man would not know about his involvement in the death of the children.
‘I don’t think it matters, Chief Afeez is just one man. He can’t stop all others from supporting me,’ Elvis Richards said stubbornly even though he knew he lied.
President Emeka shrugged. ‘Well, if you decide to go ahead, I wish you well but I have to tell you now that you don’t have my support.’
Elvis Richards flashed a quick look at the President, surprised that the man could say that straight to his face.
‘I just wish that after the investigations are done, we’d find none of the accusations against you true. If we do, I’m sure you know they’ll be no soft landing for you. The international community is involved in this already,’ President Emeka said.
Elvis Richards remained quiet. He felt threatened by the president’s words but he refused to be afraid, he was sure he would find his way out of the situation.
Location : Lagos
Now clad in a white shredded jean trouser and a navy blue top, Tarasha sat in front of the main computer system watching some video clips and renaming them. The full Inspector General’s confession video was close to two hours and she had cut it into four different parts of about twenty five minutes each which she planned to upload on different days and had created a new YouTube channel for the purpose.
She minimized the video clips folder and switched to the running chrome browser, she had already opened some websites on different tabs on which she read different blog accounts on the new development on the Inspector General’s health.
The liquid she had passed into his body through the intravenous fluid mechanism contained the virus of a deadly disease which begins to manifest few days after the virus enters into the blood. The liquid was prepared in such a way that when it enters into the blood, it becomes one with it and could not be cleaned by taking any other liquid or medicine to wash the blood. For the virus to be taken out of the body system, the blood of that person had to be drained completely to the last drop.
She closed the tabs on the browser until she was left with only two tabs, she typed in the admin URL to her blog on the first tab and typed in the website of her email service provider on the second.
She switched to the first and entered her log in details before switching back to the second, the email was logged in already. She had new messages. She quickly scrolled to the email that caught her attention more, a reply from the Nefary Queen in the US. She clicked on it and it loaded fully in two seconds.
The mobile device hasn’t been claimed by anyone yet and would be transferred soon to the lost item store. There are very little chances that she’d ever return to get it
Tarasha could not give an instant reply, she wondered what else to do to track her mother. Stephanie claimed not to know the woman’s residence in the white man’s nation, and the woman may never go back to claim the device just like the queen suggested, she probably never knew where the device fell off. It would mean Tara had to do more than just tracking from Nigeria if she ever wanted to see her mother again. She would have to travel to the US herself, and that could only be after the mission was complete.
‘Cole, has she called again?’ Tarasha suddenly turned to Cole who has been seated with her in the room busy with a different computer system.
Cole turned to her, wondering who she was talking about.
‘Patricia,’ Tarasha clarified after seeing his confusion.
‘No, she hasn’t.’
‘You should call her this afternoon,’ Tarasha said.
‘Okay…’ Cole replied in a low voice, with a not too confident tone. He wondered what she was trying to do.
‘We need to take care of that flop now, soon we’d be going after the Vice President and it could affect us if we don’t take care of her first.’
3 Hours Later
Location: Vice President’s Quarters, Aso Rock.
‘James, how far have you gone with your plans?’ Elvis Richards asked his faithful son.
‘So far so good, I’m still trying to clear your name first. We’ve gotten a man who would take responsibilities for the death of the doctors. He would claim that he was sent by Samantha Osman.’ James replied.
Elvis Richards smiled at the brilliance of James. He was glad James was now on his side. He remembered the James used to be on the side of Justice and truth but it had all changed within a short time, James was now covering up his sins instead of letting them open.
James on the other hand was only determined to see Chief Elvis Richards go unpunished, if that could be the only payment he could give to the man who was cheated by life and by his beloved trusted wife.
‘Sir, what’s the relationship between you and Madam Henrietta?’ James asked. He had a file in his hands and in the file were pictures of the Vice President and Madam Henrietta walking out of an aircraft.
‘That lady…’ the Vice President took in a breath. ‘To be honest, she was my side chick. I met her for the first time while I was still working in the police force, it was in a brothel. I started visiting there regularly when I saw her there, just to sleep with her but she left the place after some time and I didn’t see her again until some years after, then she was working for Lewis Andrew George’s family and was running the IJMB program.’
‘So what else is between you guys?’
‘Nothing more, we’re more like friends right now and she called me after a long time recently. I invited her to join me for a flight from here down to Lagos.’ Elvis Richards replied.
‘Isn’t it connected to the case between you and Lewis Andrew George?’
‘No, that case has been long forgotten.’
‘And do you know anything about her disappearance?’
‘No, I don’t have anything to do with her and that daughter of Lewis.’
There was silence for close to a minute.
‘Inspector Dakolo is in charge of the missing persons’ case of Stephanie George and Mrs Henrietta. He found out through his investigations that the woman is now in the US. She was taken out of Nigeria with a hidden identity but she made the mistake of purchasing something with her former credit card. She’s been spotted in the US already.’
‘Well, that’s proof positive I know nothing about her disappearance.’
‘Inspector Dakolo is trying to find out the connection between you two and that was the reason he called me yesterday.’
‘But how did he find out she made use of her credit card?’
‘He contacted the US security who had the credit card details before and he was alerted when she used it.’
‘Hmm, that guy is intelligent.’ Elvis Richards commented.
‘Yes, I worked under him for sometime.’ James said.
There was silence for another minute.
‘James, I hope your siblings are well protected.’ the Vice President asked.
James raised a brow, ‘You mean your other kids?’
The Vice President nodded.
‘Yes, they’re fine. I ordered them not to move around too much and they’re also being watched by the police.’
‘Good,’ Elvis Richards took in a breath.
‘I’ve got to go now Dad, I’ll see you later.’ James said as he got up on his feet.
Location: Ikeja, Lagos
Carl and Eric are back from their trip to Abuja and had returned to their job. They had a goal of finding Samantha Osman and were doing it in two major ways, trying to get to get through Henry and through Cole. The latter channel seemed to have closed since Tomi was rescued but they still decided to keep trying. They were sure however that getting her through Henry would work, it could only take some time.
‘Guys, guess what?’ Lizzy beckoned to them from where she was. She got up from her seat with her phone in her hand.
The guys turned to her from their seats.
‘Victor is calling,’ she announced, staring at her phone with delight.
‘Calm down, let’s track it.’ Eric said as he quickly turned to his system.
The phone stopped ringing and it began a second time.
‘Now, you can answer.’ Eric said to Lizzy after opening the tracking app.
Lizzy answered the call and raised the phone with her left hand to her ear. She didn’t say anything and did not hear anything for some seconds.
‘Hello Patricia, how are you?’ Victor’s voice suddenly came through when she was almost thinking he wasn’t going to speak.
Her heart melted at the sound of his voice and she had a strange feeling overwhelm her, she turned her back to the men to prevent them from seeing the expression on her face.
‘I…I…’ she stammered for a while and let out a cough before she was finally able to articulate. ‘I’m fine.’
‘Been a while, I’ve been busy.’
‘Ermm… I’ve… Been busy too,’ she replied, still with stammering lips.
‘Are you still in Lagos?’
She was about to reply when Carl appeared in front of her and sat on her table, staring at her face directly. ‘Yes, I’m still in Lagos.’ she suddenly found her voice back.
‘When can we see?’
‘We can’t see Victor, I’ve wronged you and I don’t think I can ever forgive myself. I don’t know whatever you’re involved in but I’ve been used to get to you, I don’t think I can face you anymore.’
‘It’s okay, where can we see?’
‘You still want to see me?’
‘Yes Patricia, I’ve not stopped loving you.’
‘Can we meet at ICM?’
‘Okay, ICM. Is this evening okay?’
‘Yes, it’s okay.’
‘Alright, by 6pm.’
The call ended and Lizzy turned back immediately. Carl also returned to his seat.
‘You act very well, I could feel the emotion in your voice.’ Eric teased.
‘ICM is an open place and they would like the idea of meeting there,’ Carl cut in.
‘Yes, but we need to refix our plan. I don’t think he’d be coming alone,’ Lizzy said.
‘You won’t be going alone either,’ Eric replied her.
‘She’s right, we still need to refix,’ Carl said. He then turned straight to Lizzy, ‘Make some calls, we need your men now.’
‘Good plan, we should have more numbers.’ Eric said.
Location: Inspector Dakolo’s Residence, Abuja.
Dakolo and James sat on two different short chairs facing each other directly with a space of about half a metre between them. Dakolo had a paper in his hand from which he explained some things to James. After two minutes of both looking into the paper, they sat up.
‘I understand perfectly well and I’ve asked the Vice President but he denied having anything to do with the woman’s dissapearance,’ James said.
‘And you think he’s saying the truth?’ Dakolo asked.
‘Yes, it’s true. i believe he has nothing to do with her disappearance.’
Dakolo stared at James’ face silently for a moment, he let out a breath and rested his back.
‘I think we should go about this privately, once we let our colleagues know or submit a progress report, the outcome we would get could be influenced.’ James suggested.
‘I was considering that too,’ Dakolo supported. ‘How do you think we should go about it?’
‘I still don’t know what to do to her,’ Cole said into the communication device. He was driving in a black Range Rover. The mouthpiece of the device was attached to his collar while a wireless earpiece was in his left ear.
A blue coloured Camry sports car was following right behind the Range Rover and in it was Tarasha and Nicholas, Tarasha sitting at the back seat and Nicholas driving at the front.
Cole adjusted his rear view mirror to check if he could see Tarasha in the vehicle behind, not being sure that she heard his statement after some minutes of speaking to her and repeating the question three times without getting a reply.
‘Do nothing to her except she tries to hurt you,’ Tarasha finally replied at that moment, as if she observed he was tired of waiting for her reply. ‘All you need to do is to locate the points she has men in the facility.’
‘Okay boss,’ Cole replied.
The journey continued silently for some minutes. Another car which took a turn from the opposite direction road side had been allowed to come in between the cars but Nicholas maintained his speed in following.
Tarasha at the backseat took was viewing Patricia’s pictures which Cole had sent to her tablet device again. After viewing the face and observing all it’s features carefully, she was sure she would recognize Patricia once she sees her except a very good makeup disguise was used.
They gradually approached an intersection on the road where a traffic warden stood and directed the flow of traffic. Some road safety officials vehicles were parked neatly at a side off the road. The warden signalled a halt to vehicles coming from their direction and all the vehicles had to slow down. After two minutes of allowing people coming from the right pass and another one and a half minute of allowing those from the left pass, the warden signalled to those in their direction to continue moving.
The two vehicles in front of the Range Rover sped pass quickly but the Rover screeched to a halt just beside the warden causing other cars coming from behind to also halt involuntarily.
The traffic warder took a sharp turn back to see the vehicle which was causing a disruption to the flow of vehicle. He noticed a man in the range Rover, the man raised a phone to his ear and flashed the light. It appeared to the warder as if the man was answering a call, he raised his rod and began to step closer but the Rover suddenly fired on again.
‘Stop there!’ the traffic warder shouted to the driver but the driver sped on. He quickly turned to his colleagues seated under the booth who had been watching and made some signals to them. Three of the colleagues jumped on their power bikes immediately and began to chase the disobedient road user.
‘Cole, what was that for?’ Tarasha said into her mouthpiece on seeing Cole stop the car at the middle of the intersection.
‘Boss, I know that man,’ Cole had replied confidently before con.
‘Which of the men?’ Tarasha asked.
‘The warder directing traffic currently, I met him once.’ Cole replied.
Tarasha remained silent for a moment, wondering why Cole had to stop because he kenw the warder. She had questions for him to answer but it wasn’t the right time to ask. ‘You are just a few minutes away from the ICM, what do you plan to do with the new company you have?’ she asked the most important question at that moment.
‘Boss, that man is Patricia’s father.’ Cole replied, not minding the question she asked him. ‘Ermm… I mean the man she introduced to me as her father when I visited her parent’s home.’
Tarasha could now understand why Cole could not control himself but stop at the middle of the road. She turned her head back to look towards the intersection again, the man was still there doing his work.
For a moment, Tarasha had no idea on what instruction to give Cole who had now increased his speed because of the bikers chasing him. They were less than a kilometre now to the ICM and it would be impossible for Cole not to be disturbed by the law enforcers chasing him, and that would disrupt their plans.
She picked up her phone and called dialed Henry’s number, luckily Henry answered at the first ring.
‘Hey Henry, we need you right away.’ she said into the mouthpiece.
‘How do I come in?’ Henry replied from the other end, his voice showing readiness to help.
Tarasha continued to speak, conscious that Cole could hear her instructions to Henry. ‘Log on the NSCC portal and get the picture of the traffic warder at the intersection close to ICM when coming from Gravl Avenue. We need you and Tomi to get the man, alive.’
‘Ermm… You mean kidnap him?’
‘Hmm,’ Henry’s deep breath could be heard from the other end. The task seemed to be a big one for him. He had been once involved in kidnapping the Inspector General but this time, he was going to be spearheading it with only Tomi working with him.
Tarasha sensed his fear. ‘It’s an easy job, start with getting his picture from the security cameras first and call me once you’re ready to leave the base.’
‘Okay boss,’ Henry replied, his voice not sounding too enthusiastic like it was when he answered the call.
‘Boss, what do I do? I’m close to ICM,’ Cole’s voice sounded in Tarasha’s earpiece immediately she dropped Henry’s call.
She sniffed in gently, she needed to teach Cole a lesson for not knowing what to do after getting into trouble.
‘Drive towards the ICM and don’t bother about them catching up with you, claim that you don’t not know you were being pursued.’
Cole heaved a sigh at Tarasha’s response. He had thought she would ask him to keep driving until the men lost track of him but she was asking him to slow down at the ICM gate and allow the men arrest him which would disrupt their plans. He wondered what she was trying to achieve with the instruction.
He reluctantly slowed down and turned on the indicator. He looked at the side mirrors and saw two of the power bikes already behind his vehicle, then he saw some sense in Tarasha’s instruction. There was no way he could have kept the men chasing him for long, they would have still caught up with him because they had better chances of maneuvering the space on the road with their power bikes than he who was driving a vehicle.
The security men at the ICM gate raised a flag for him to stop as they normally did to check all vehicles going in, but there was no check on his vehicle as the officers chasing him on the power bikes stepped down and pointed their guns at him to step out of the vehicle. The security men at the gate directed him to move his vehicle to the side of the fence as he was obstructing a part of the entrance.
He obeyed and moved the vehicle off the entrance to the big gate and parked on the grass beside. He checked his pocket to ensure there was no gun in it before he stepped down from the car with his phone and car keys, he put his hands in the air.
‘Get down on your knees,’ one of the officers pointing a gun at him said. He obeyed and went on his knees. An officer standing beside moved closer to him and pulled his hands to the back and handcuffed him.
‘Hey, you’re not telling me why are you taking me?’ he protested as the officer in front directed him to get up.
The officers stared at him in silence. They decided not to answer his stupid question because they were sure he knew his crime.
‘My car brakes went bad,’ he continued to talk when no one the officers gave him an answer. The officer behind him held him by the shoulder and turned him towards his car.
‘Get into the backseat,’ the officer ordered.
‘Please officers, let’s settle this here. I don’t need to get to your office,’ Cole pleaded as he walked to the back with the officer pushing him behind. He looked left and saw the Camry sports car being checked by the security at the gate, Tarasha glanced towards him. She had an expressionless look and acted just like she didn’t have an idea who he is. The security guards at the gate gave them a pass and they drove in.
‘Get into the car,’ the officer pushing Cole said in a command tone. He tried to open the door to the backseat but it was locked.
‘Only the driver’s side is unlocked, I have to unlock all other doors from the control.’ Cole said to him.
The officer turned him back and directed him towards the driver’s side. Cole laughed inside him. He knew the officers would have no choice than to take off the manacles, there was no way any of them could drive the car or open any other door because of the way it was set.
‘You turn back once you drop me in here and go after Cole,’ Tarasha began to give Nicholas orders as they drove towards the car park. ‘Ensure that the officers don’t go with him, and get back to me once he’s free.’
‘Okay boss,’ Nicholas answered with a nod.
They soon parked the car and Tarasha put on her sun shades before stepping out of the car with her hand bag.
She was dressed on a milk coloured armless gown which stopped slightly above her knees. Her black high heeled shoes gave her a lady like look just like ther ladies at the place who had come to catch fun. She walked some steps away from the car and looked towards the eatery where Cole had agreed to meet with Patricia. She checked her wristwatch as she began to walk towards the eatery. She flashed another look at Nicholas who was trying to drive out of the park and reminded him to give her updates on the task she gave to him.
Right at the same car park, Eric was seated at the driver’s side of a black Zenvo with Lizzy seated at his right. Lizzy was dressed sexily in a cleavage baring orange mini gown. Her makeup was light and her well styled hair all packed to the back. She looked impatient and anxious.
Eric on the other hand was dressed simply in a black T-shirt and black Jean trouser. He had a relaxed and calm look on his face even though he also couldn’t wait to get out of the place with Victor.
‘It’s ten minutes left, he should be close.’ Eric broke the long existing silence.
‘He arrives on time every time we have an outing, so I don’t know why he is not here already.’ Lizzy replied.
‘Have you seen anything yet? Like any sign that he’s arrived?’
‘No, none yet.’ Lizzy replied. ‘It’s strange, he always comes early.
‘Our guys are all around the place and I’m sure they’ll tell us once they see him.’
Lizzy let out a breath.
Eric placed his gaze on her face. ‘You’ve got to relax girl, you look too anxious, are you scared of meeting him?’
‘Then stop acting weird, don’t mess things up.’
Lizzy took in another breath. She couldn’t explain her feeling but she knew it wasn’t fear. They already had a good plan in place and she was sure there was no way Cole could hurt her with the several eyes watching.
Eric’s phone began to ring. He picked it and checked the screen, Carl was the caller.
‘Hey Carl,’ he said as he answered the call.
‘He’s here already but he was followed to the gate by officers and he’s being arrested for disobeying traffic rules.’
‘Have they taken him already?’ Eric asked.
‘He’s still arguing with them and he’s denying them from using his car but some other officers just brought another vehicle.’
‘So, that means we can get him from the officers?’
‘Yeah, but there’s a problem.’
‘He came alone, there was no one else in his car.’
Eric was silent for a while. ‘They could be around, we’d watch out as the officers take him.’
‘You can’t drive the car, it’s customized for me alone. It’ll give you problems at every point on the road.’ Cole repeated to the officer.
‘No problem, just wait till our vehicle comes.’ the obstinate officer replied.
Cole was still handcuffed behind. The officer who cuffed his hands had tried to uncuff him when the one who seemed to be the leader of the group noticed the settings of the vehicle at the driver’s side and stopped it.
‘But Oga, I told you I have an appointment and I’m running late already. Let’s settle this here instead of getting to your office, I can pay the fines right now if you want me to.’ Cole replied the man. He looked towards the gate at that moment and noticed the Camry sports coming out again, only Nicholas was in it now.
‘I told you already that we are not authorized to collect any money from you, if you were in such a hurry, you would have agreed to drive us in your car to the station where we can do all the settlement.’
‘Oh! Here,’ the man interrupted him as he sighted the Hyundai Van coming.
Cole heaved a sigh of frustration. Things were getting messier than he expected, he couldn’t imagine how the boss would react if the operation was unsuccessful because of him and how worse it could even get if the officers were successful in getting him to their station.
Tarasha’s eyes continued to move to and fro behind her shades. She walked as slow as she could but fast enough not to cause anyone to suspect her. Her phone was in her hand and she occasionally raised it up and played around with the keyboard to make it look like she was chatting as she walked. She had spotted two suspicious men around the restaurant already, both of them at different positions but keeping watch at the entrance of the eatery Cole was supposed to meet with Patricia in.
She got to the eatery and stepped in slowly, immediately she noticed three people looking firmly in her direction with expectation in their eyes. She took a cursory look around the eatery as she proceeded towards the counter. Even as she looked in different directions, she tried to minimize her head movement as best as she could and the shades covering her eyes helped to make the movement of the eyes not obvious.
She walked to the counter and requested a list of snacks and prices, one of the attendants handed her the menu and pointed the section where the snacks were listed. She looked around from the counter again, she had noticed two more people, a man and a woman.
‘Two meat pies,’ she said to the attendant. She looked again and made an observation. One of the first men she saw just finished answering a call and another just answered a new call. The first man got up from his seat and made a face signal to another seated elsewhere. She continued to watch them as they began to get up one after the other. She watched as they tried to go out without causing suspicions that they were together.
The lady she noticed with them also got up and a thought struck Tarasha’s mind at that moment.
‘Here ma,’ the attendant said to Tarasha with the snacks packaged separately but placed in a nylon bag.
‘How much is it?’ Tarasha asked absentmindedly, forgetting for a second the price she just checked in the list. ‘One thousand naira,’ she said with a smile before the attendant could answer.
‘Yes, one thousand naira.’
Tarasha dipped her hand in the bag and brought out a purse, she took out a thousand naira note from the purse and handed it to the attendant before hurrying off with the nylon of snacks. She took out a tiny device from her purse before returning it into the handbag.
20 Minutes Later
Cole was feeling angry with himself as the vehicle moved. He was seated in the van with two officers, his hand cuffed behind rendering him partially useless and unable to make any escaping move. He was desperate to be free. Getting him to their office with them will mean more troubles for him and for the team as any officer could possibly recongize him as a wanted criminal.
They were twenty minutes into the drive to the road safety office when Cole noticed that the camry sports car had been following them. The last time he had seen the car was when it was driven out of the ICM and then he only saw Nicholas. He felt some joy in him, even though he wasn’t sure Tarasha was now in the vehicle with Nicholas, he was sure that he and Nicholas could take care of the officers in the vehicle.
Nicholas could see the vehicle in front, he continued following at a safe distance according to Tarasha’s instruction. She had told him just to follow and carry out no action until she says so. The Road Safety Office was still some distance away and it would take close to forty minutes on road to get there. Nicholas believed that Tarasha was trying to block them from the front or join him in the vehicle before they stopped the vehicle and help Cole from the officers.
‘Nicholas, are you on?’ Tarasha’s voice sounded in his earpiece.
‘Yes boss,’ he replied, eagerly expecting her next instruction.
‘Stop following them,’ she said.
‘Huh?’ Nicholas widened his eyes, he thought he had heard her wrongly.
‘Stop following, stop and change your direction towards Egbeda.’
‘Ermm… Okay,’ Nicholas replied. He felt like asking her why she gave such instruction but he decided not to question her authority but obey the command as it was given. He was however still relucatant to change his direction. The new direction was a totally opposite one from the direction of the office the officers were taking Cole to and Nicholas wondered if Tarasha wanted to leave Cole without help. Her new order seemed to totally contradict the initial command she gave to him.
‘You located the Camry sports?’ Carl asked, speaking into the mouthpiece of his phone. He was now with Eric in the same vehicle Eric was in with Lizzy. Eric was still driving while Lizzy had stopped followng them with the excuse that she had other assignments to carry out for the NIS that day. They had to let her go as they already noticed her nervousness.
‘Yes, it’s been trailing the road safety van for more than twenty minutes.’ the voice at the other end of the call replied.
‘It must be one of Samantha Osman’s man sent to help Victor,’ Carl said. ‘I’m sure he’s gonna try attack the van, you would take care of him while we get Victor from the Van.’
Tarasha was seated at the backseat of a cab, busy with the device in her hand and at the same time listening to two different things. There were now two earpieces in her ears, both receiving sound from different devices. The one in the left receiving from the talkon communicator and the other receiving from the tracker she had placed on the body of one of the guys she had seen in the restuarant.
She had asked Nicholas to stop trailing the road safety officers’ vehicle and meet her at Egbeda where she was also headed to, even though it was a different direction from the road safety office. Her tracking had giving her information about the direction of Patricia’s men and she was going after them, that was why she needed Nicholas to be with her.
Her phone began to ring and she took it out of the bag, Henry was calling.
‘Hey Henry,’ she said into the phone.
‘Tara, the man is off duty now.’ Henry said.
‘Okay, that makes it easier for you. You can follow him and take him at when you get to a suitable place.’
‘That’s my plan,’ Henry replied.
‘Be careful, don’t get caught.’ Tarasha warned.
30 minutes later
Cole was getting anxious now. He had not seen the camry sports car for the more than thirty minutes and that was a sign that Nicholas had stopped following. He wondered if Nicholas had missed them or if something else had gone wrong. He knew he was in trouble if something wasn’t done to set him free. He looked at the officers seated with him, they had their guns with them and had their hands free, they could shoot him dead if he tried to attack them. Also the vehicle was still moving and there was no way he would get down safely even if he attacked those two men and got rid of them. The best option he could think of was waiting till they get him to the station and hoping they would release him after making him pay the penalty as stipulated in the law.
The vehicle suddenly came to a halt and some strange voices could be heard in front. One of the officers seated with Cole behind got up to check what was wrong but got more than he bargained for as a bullet hit him and he fell down instantly.
Cole was scared at first but then he relaxed his mind. Nicholas must have taken a shorter route and got to cross them at the front or maybe he was now with Tarasha, Cole thought. He heard sounds of two more gunshots, the other officer seated with him jumped out of the vehicle and ran into the bush for safety.
That was when Cole looked around and observed that something was amiss. He noticed that they were now in a residential area with untarred roads and so many houses. Then he looked forward and saw a vehicle coming towards them.
The vehicle stopped some distance behind and four strange men and a woman came out, all armed with pistols.
Someone appeared into sight from behind. Cole stared at his face closely, he noticed he wasn’t a Nigerian. Cole was sure he was in trouble.
‘Get down Victor, we are taking you to Pat your sweetheart.’ Carl said with a mischievous smile.
Is Tarasha aware of Carl’s plan or she miscalculated? And what is she doing at a different location? Find out in the next episode.
November 13, 2018 at 8:45 pm #1271568 Reply
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@somkid ,kudos to u
But next week is too far o!
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Try to post the next one in time.
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Chapter 20 part 3&4
Someone appeared into sight from behind. Cole stared at his face closely, he noticed he wasn’t a Nigerian. Cole was sure he was in trouble.
‘Get down Victor, we are taking you to Pat your sweetheart.’ Carl said with a mischievous smile.
Cole did not obey promptly, he waited until Carl raised a gun before he got up from his seat. He was full of shock, but not so much of the shock of being caught but shock from confirming that Patricia was working for the enemy. He closed his eyes as he bowed his face for a moment and shook his head in pity for himself. He opened his eyes and was about to raise his head when he noticed something on the floor of the van beside his left leg. It was the key to the manacle used to cuff his hands which must have fallen from the officer that was shot. He placed the sole of his shoe on it before looking up.
Carl turned to his front, now standing behind the van and pointed the gun at his chest.
Cole heaved a sigh. He bowed his face and let out another deep breath, pretending to be very weak. He dragged both feet on the van floor noisily and with the same sluggishness to prevent the man from suspecting that he had something hidden under his left foot. The key was a very small one so it made very little sound as it was dragged against the floor of the van. Cole hoped the man was not someone like Tarasha. If it were to be Tarasha, he was sure she would notice that the sound from the dragging of his left foot was different from the right.
Carl noticed he was dragging his feet and got irritated by the gesture. He cocked his gun to make Cole realize that he was serious and not ready for nonsense. Cole had already managed to drag himself to the tip at this time.
‘Get your d–n feet to the ground,’ Carl said angrily.
‘Hey, relax man.’ Cole said, trying to use a weak voice.
Carl placed a stern look at him for a while and then turned for a moment to the other men behind to give them orders. Three of the officers returned to the vehicle behind while two others proceeded towards Carl.
Cole used the opportunity of the few seconds Carl turned away. He gently bent his knees and then lowered his right leg and placed it on the ground first and followed with the left immediately placing his bum on the key which he had already dragged to the tip. He raised his bum slowly and used the fingers of his cuffed hands behind to pick the key.
Carl was now staring back at him. ‘This way,’ he instructed, pointing him to a direction which would make him turn his back and walk beside the van from which he came down to the front. He dropped the key into the back pocket of his trouser and followed the direction given by Carl.
Carl observed him from the back for a moment and did not notice anything even though he was suspicious. He stepped closer to him and dragged him by the hand forward to the car used to block the Road Safety officers’ van.
Surprising to Cole, the two Road Safety Officers seated in front of the Van were still there. The one seated on the passenger’s side was the one who seemed to be the leader of the team that arrested Cole at the ICM gate.
Carl made a sign to the officer and the officer also replied him with a sign and a smile.
Cole could not interpret what was happening. It was obvious to him that the road safety officers who arrested him knew the enemies and had made arrangements to deliver him to them but what Cole was confused about was when the road safety officers began to work with the enemy. Was it after he was arrested or before; which would mean that his arrest was planned all along? None of the options seemed sensible to him. He didn’t hear the officers at the front make any phone call or say anything that suggested their plan during the journey, so there was no way the plan to deliver him to the enemies could have started after his arrest, it had to be before. But how also did they know the direction he was coming to the ICM from and how did they know he was going to break a traffic rule?
The questions and the answers he could find all seemed absurd to him. Then he remembered what made him break the traffic rule, it was seeing the man who Patricia introduced to him as her father. It didn’t still make sense to him, was the man deliberately standing there for him or was it a coincidence.
He couldn’t find reasonable answers to the questions on his mind. He entered into the opened backseat of the car and Carl entered with him. Another man entered through the other side, leaving him in the middle. Someone was already at the driver’s side and another man joined him at the front seat. The car engine was still on so all the driver needed to do was adjust the gear and continue driving.
Cole who was seated uncomfortably with his hands at the back still managed to turn his head back. He saw another car following them from behind and the road safety officials vehicle making a reverse.
‘They lost track of the Camry sports,’ the driver of the car said, taking a glance to the guy seated at the right hand side of Cole.
The day was dark already and the traffic warder was yet to leave the place although he had stopped directing traffic. He was now seated in a Sienna parked where the road safety vehicle was parked previously. He was seated at the middle seat of the car, a lady who also putting on the traffic warden uniform was seated at the back seat and a man in plain cloth was seated at the driver’s side.
Henry was in a different location which wasn’t far from the intersection, he was seated at the passenger’s side of a car but placed an eye of the man through the live stream from the NSCC cameras. Tomi was seated at the driver’s side with her head rested back and her eyes closed.
He was getting impatient already. It had been more than one hour since the man got off duty and he hadn’t made any reasonable move from there. The only move he made was to buy a bottle of Coke and Beef roll to eat in the sienna.
At exactly ten minutes to eight, Henry noticed a lady joining them in the sienna. She got into the vehicle and sat beside the male traffic warder. Henry zoomed in the video and tried to see the lady’s face but it was impossible even with the bright street lights around. The camera couldn’t capture her face clearly inside the car through the closed window glasses.
‘We might need to move now,’ Henry said and took a glance at Tomi who opened her eyes and glanced back at him immediately.
‘Is the Sienna moving now?’ she asked in a weary voice.
‘A lady just joined them and the driver has kicked on the engine,’ Henry replied.
‘Mr Matthew,’ Lizzy greeted as she settled in the middle seat with the traffic warder.
‘Lizzy, did it work?’ The traffic warder replied her.
‘I guess it should have, they saw Victor alone without company. The Road Safety Officers would have delivered him to them,’ she replied without much enthusiasm.
‘You didn’t follow them again?’
She forced out a chuckle. ‘No, I didn’t. I had other things to do.’
The driver turned on the engine of the car and glanced back to ask if it was okay if they left immediately but nobody spoke to him so he left the engine on and kept waiting for instructions.
Lizzy turned to look at the woman seated behind. It was the woman who had acted her mother on the day of Victor’s visit to her arranged house. ‘Mrs. Olushola, did you notice anyone pass your way?’
‘No, nothing.’ the woman replied in brief words. She had also been positioned to act like a traffic warden at the other direction which Cole could have passed if he did not pass through the man’s direction.
Lizzy heaved a deep sigh. She tried to imagine what was happening with Eric and Carl at that moment, if they had caught Victor or if Victor had managed to escape. She wasn’t sure what she wanted and couldn’t explain why she was not feeling good about the whole situation.
‘Mr Matthew, how did you see Victor?’ She asked. She had been wondering how the man had spotted Victor in his car with the several cars he had to direct through the intersection.
The traffic warder’s plan was actually a plan B which was borne after she, Eric and Carl began to try refix their previous plan. Their main plan was to attack and take Victor and kill whoever comes with him and tried to resist but she herself had brought the idea of having the people who acted as her parents stay as traffic wardens when Carl had asked if they could come along to the venue to beg Victor with her and make the scene look so real to Victor before he was finally captured. She brought up the traffic warden suggestion and explained that if Victor was the one who spotted the warder, it would cause a distraction to him and may make him try to attempt interrogating the warders whom he knew as her parents. And if it were the warders who spotted Victor they would report him to officers for traffic law violation even if he did not commit any and he would be pursued and arrested. Either ways, he was going to be captured. The idea had come to her head as she dreaded the reality of having to face Victor and deliver him to Carl and Eric herself. She didn’t know what it would feel like and was scared of the hurt it would cause, not to Victor but to herself.
‘He saw me, I wasn’t the one that saw him.’ Mr Matthew replied. ‘He stopped at the middle of the intersection when he saw me and I think he was trying to look at my face well or even take a picture of me with his phone, so I reported him immediately for answering calls in the middle of the road.’
Lizzy heaved another sigh. She didn’t feel so good with what the man told her but she knew it was better than having to face Victor by herself and delivering him to his enemies which happened to be her own team.
‘I want to ask again if you noticed anyone else with Victor?’ Lizzy spoke up after about a minute of silence.
‘No, he was the only one in the car.’ Mr Matthew insisted.
‘And you did not see any vehicle that could be with him?’
The man was silent.
‘Did you check the vehicle that followed after his?’
The man closed his eyes as he tried to remember. He opened his eyes partly, ‘A jeep was following after him but a woman was the driver.’
‘Young or old woman? And what type of Jeep?’
‘I can’t really say if it was a young woman or not, I can just remember that she was putting on native attire and… I think she’s middle age though.’
‘What type of Jeep?’
‘A pathfinder jeep, old model. I’m not too sure of the year.’
Lizzy nodded gently. With the description the man gave, the vehicle which followed Victor’s could not be owned by a member of his team.
‘Okay, congrats for a job well done. You two would receive your payments before the day runs out,’ she said and glanced at the woman seated behind also. ‘I have to be on my way now.’
She opened the door and stepped out gently. She took a cursory look around before walking away.
The vehicle found it’s way into the road thirty seconds after she left them.
‘They’re moving now, just go straight.’ Henry said to Tomi who had also ignited their car engine.
For the first ten minutes, the journey went on silently but slow due to the several holes on the untarred road and stagnant waters deposited by the heavy rainfall in its season.
‘Is Lizzy still unreachable?’ Eric who was driving the car asked, looking at Carl through the rear view mirror.
‘The b**** is not answering the call,’ Carl replied.
‘We do not need her for now, so lets give her some time to come back to her senses.’ Eric said. As he approached a turn into another street, he looked at the side mirror and saw the vehicle in which the other men were some distance behind. ‘Those guys are driving slow,’ he said and shook his head.
‘They don’t have to follow us closely,’ Carl replied, he turned his head back to see the vehicle and noticed they were really far away. he couldn’t look for more than five seconds as Eric turned their vehicle into the other street.
The street was a straight one and they could see the end of the road from where they were, it wasn’t too far away but would take them nothing less than four minutes to get there because of the bad condition of the road and the darkness of the night. What made their experience worse was their unfamiliarity with the road; they kept getting into holes which they couldn’t tell the depths because of the water covering. Some of the holes were deep and it caused a struggle for them to get out after getting in but they were able to overcome because of the strength of the vehicle. They were not bothered however because that street led straight onto the tarred road and there would no longer be much wasting of time once they got out of the street.
About twelve metres from the position of car was a building at the right hand side with it’s gate opened. They could see the reflection of the backlight of a vehicle outside and it seemed as if it was just parking inside the compound or getting ready to drive out. As they got closer Eric noticed it wasn’t a car but a truck used for transportation of construction materials.
‘Hope you know the way from here,’ the guy at the backseat of the car asked the driver.
The man at the right hand side in front glanced at him, ‘Are you scared of getting lost?’
‘No, I can’t get lost in Lagos. I don’t just want us to miss those guys, they could get angry with us.’
‘I have to drive like this, I can’t drive as fast as they are driving. Their car is way stronger than this and have less chances of getting stuck in the marshy part of this road,’ the driver replied. ‘I know the way once we get out of this place to the main road.’
The turn which the other vehicle had taken was some metres away from them but it would still take them more than a minute to get their due to the speed at which they could use the vehicle.
The driver flashed a look at the side mirror, he noticed something and looked again. There was a car coming from behind, he wasn’t sure what kind of car it was.
‘Guys, I thought that Camry Sports Car lost it’s track of the Road Safety Vehicle,’ the driver said.
‘Yes,’ the man beside him answered. He noticed he was staring at something in the side mirror and he turned his head to look through the rear window.
‘Is that not the car coming behind?’ the driver asked.
The two men seated with him in the car turned back and tried to confirm but they could not ascertain what colour it was because of the distance it still was.
‘I think that’s the car,’ the man seated beside the driver said. He had a curious look on his face. ‘Even if it was still tracking the road safety vehicle, the vehicle has turned back already, why is it still following?’
‘It’s coming after us,’ the driver said with certainty in his voice. He could see the speed at which the car was coming, it was obvious the driver had a target in front and already had mastery of the road.
Nicholas could now understand the need of the android game Tarasha had made compulsory for the whole of the team to play during his few days of staying with them. She had made it compulsory that they all got to the highest level of the game in six days time which wasn’t complete yet. The highest level was level ten but he had not been able to exceed the fifth level. However, he was lucky to have mastered the stage which made him master the streets and routes all in and leading to the particular area where they were. So, he had stored in his mind already the positions where the holes and barriers on the streets were and that made him able to drive faster than it should have been on the bad road.
He picked the gun on the passenger’s seat and placed in on his knee in readiness. He wasn’t far away from the vehicle being pursued anymore, he picked the gun with his left hand and pointed the gun out through the window, targeting the left side tyre of the car.
Eric watched as the truck slowly protruded out of the compound in it’s reverse mode. He had to slow down a bit to give enough space for it. He wondered why that kind of vehicle was still working at that time of the day. He looked at the faces of the other men in the car with him and they all had the same look as he except for Victor who wasn’t looking up.
Carl’s phone began to ring at that moment and he took it out of his pocket to answer.
‘Hey, what’s up?’
‘We just saw that Camry sports behind us now,’ the voice from the other end of the call said.
Meanwhile, the whole body of the truck was already out of the compound and it was trying to turn forward. Unluckily for the truck driver, the back tyre at the right side got into a marshy spot and got stuck. The driver struggled to drive out but the tyre kept on rolling and splattering mud around. Eric’s team car was at a far enough distance and was safe from the splattering mud.
‘I thought the car lost track of the road safety vehicle,’ Carl replied the caller. Eric turned to glance at Carl, already having an idea of what was been discussed on the call.
‘It showed up suddenly again and I think it’s coming after us now,’ the voice from the other end replied.
‘How…’ Carl was about to ask a question when he heard the sound of a gunshot through the phone speaker. The men around him also heard the sound through the phone speaker and also live because the distance wasn’t far from them.
‘Oh s***!’ the man on the other side of the call cursed. ‘It’s here for us.’
Carl looked up and noticed the truck at the front in it’s struggle to get free was now taking a reverse back. He glanced towards Eric and their eyes met. Both of them could tell what was happening. They suddenly remembered at the same moment how the second child of Chief Afeez was killed. It happened with a truck and at night time.
Cole was now looking up and from the conversation of Carl on the phone and the situation he could see, he was sure Tarasha was around.
Eric was the first to step out of the car and began to shoot at the truck immediately. Carl also ordered for the other men to step out and they obeyed immediately and jumped out to take different positions with their guns.
Carl was the last to step out of the car. He pulled out a bag from under the back seat and jammed the door. He hurried towards the driver side of the car carefully and locked the other doors of the vehicle. He took another glance at the truck, it had stopped moving. The rest of the men were still shooting at it and watching for him. He bent down and took out a three by three metres box shaped device from the bag, he opened the cover and in the box was a wired explosive. He connected two wires together in the box and a red light turned on by the side and began to blink. He carried the device and placed it at the top of the vehicle without covering it back.
Tarasha put a halt to the movement of the truck and looked at the side mirrors. She picked a rod beside her and smashed the front window glass. She couldn’t step out through the doors as a bullet could hit her from there, she had to go through the smashed window. She picked her backpack beside her and strapped to her right hand. She looked at the side mirrors again and pushed her horn of the vehicle before jumping out through the window.
Location: Tarasha’s New Base, Lagos.
Stephanie walked into the living room taking a look at her wristwatch. It was almost nine o’clock and there were still no signs of anybody apart from the doctor in the house and her mother who was already asleep in the room. She looked around the living room, she had checked thirty minutes ago and the doctor was still in the living room then watching the television but now the TV was off and the doctor was no longer in the living room, a sign that he had also retired to bed.
She looked towards the dining area. She had prepared dinner that night and was hoping that the rest of the team would arrive early so she could serve them and return to join her mother.
She sank into the three seater sofa and crossed her legs, wondering what they had all gone out to do.
A question popped up in her mind. She wondered if they had gone to assassinate someone that night. If it were so, the target must be a very tough and well secured one for the whole of the team to go out for him, she thought.
As she enjoyed the silence of the house, a thought struck her mind and she remembered Dave immediately. The doctor had gone to sleep and no other person was in the house, it was the right opportunity she had to go into that room to see him.
Her heart began to beat fast as she stood up from the chair and headed towards the rooms section. Like a programmed robot she just kept on moving without direction until she got to the door of the room. She took in a deep breath before placing her hand on the knob, she looked around again as she turned the knob. She pushed in the door gently and stepped in.
She stayed behind the door for a while, staring at Dave from she was. After a minute of no action, she walked gently to the bed and stopped at the side. She stared at his face for a while, he looked conscious but in a deep sleep. She looked sideways and her heart skipped a beat as she saw the drip bag hung on the stand. She was scared that the liquid could be something harmful like the one that was passed into the Inspector General’s blood. The fluid wasn’t a transparent liquid like other common intravenous fluids but it wasn’t the same colour as the one administered to the Inspector General. She stepped closer to the drip stand and was about to hold the drip bag and check the label on it when she heard her name. She froze in shock.
‘I’m going to drop at LASU gate,’ Mr Matthew said to the driver of the Sienna.
The driver gave no reply, he was too busy checking his side mirrors and the rearview mirror.
‘Did you hear me? I would stop at University Gate,’ Mr Matthew repeated.
‘I hear you Oga oo,’ the driver said. ‘It is this car I’m looking at, it appears as if it has been following us.’
Mr Matthew turned to look back. There was a vehicle behind them but to him it did not seem to him like it was following them. The person in hit was an elderly man.
‘It’s not the one directly behind us, it’s the one after it.’
Mr Matthew tried to look again but he turned back almost immediately and sighed. ‘Just don’t take me past the gate.’
The driver relaxed on seeing that Mr Matthew was less worried himself. They soon got to the University gate and the driver parked off the road to let the man step out.
Tomi and Henry had been following closely but waiting for the right opportunity to stop the car and take the man. They slowed down and allowed two other cars overtake when they saw the indicator of the Sienna turned on, a sign that it was about to turn or change direction. They increased their speed again when they saw their target step out of the car.
Henry put on his face cap and still covered his head with the hood of the jacket he was putting on.
Mr Matthew had just taken his load from the sienna and watched it drive off. He was about to turn when another car pulled up beside him.
‘Hey!’ he heard someone shout and he glanced back to look but quickly turned back again, thinking he was not the one being called.
A guy stepped out of the car and jammed it hurriedly. Mr Matthew turned back again to look, a gun was already pointed at his chest.
‘Get into the car,’ Henry said to the man pointing to the car behind him.
There seemed to be a cease in the flying of the bullets for a while. Tarasha picked the bag which she hung on the window before jumping down. She strapped it to her back while taking out her two revolvers from her pocket.
There was silence for a moment and Tarasha used the seemingly silence to listen to ‘noiseless’ movements around her. She positioned her revolvers well in both hands. Slowly, she moved to the left and took a quick peep. She could see another vehicle turn into the road from the entrance far behind and the reflection from the front light of the vehicle made it uneasy to locate the men shooting the gun.
She peeped for a second time and she could see clearer, she located two of the men standing at the right. She also located a concrete electric pole at the opposite direction from where she stood. She cocked her two guns and took in a breath before stepping out of her hiding place. She pointed her guns towards the two men and released shots as she ran towards the pole. The bullet hit one of the men in his chest and missed the other one narrowly giving him the chance to respond to her shots with several shots which he missed.
She stopped behind the pole and hid with her side entering the space in between the two edges of the pole. She peeped from there and could see more from where she was now. Three of the men were standing at different positions around the car and pointing their guns in her direction. She quickly hid herself back as a shot flew past her face. She tightened her grips on the guns as she pondered on what to do. She was still thinking when she heard the name ‘Samantha’ being called and someone talking to her. She peeped and saw one of the guys coming in her direction from the car, he had his hands raised as he stepped closer slowly.
‘Can we talk?’ Eric asked. He stopped close to the back of the truck and kept a careful gaze on her.
She stepped out from behind the concrete pole with the guns in her hands but lowered and pointing to the ground.
Location: Tarasha’s New Base, Lagos.
Stephanie stared down at his face in shock, she never expected he would wake up. His eyes were now opened and he was staring at her face.
‘Stephanie,’ he called softly. He raised his hand up as much as he could and tried to make a signal to her but she didn’t understand. She held his palm and wrapped her fingers around his.
There was a moment of silence between them and it seemed each of them did not have words to say to each other.
‘What are you doing here Steph?’ Dave finally spoke.
She remained silent and kept staring at him, not knowing what response to give.
‘Are you comfortable living with Samantha Osman?’ Dave spoke again.
She tried to open her mouth but found it difficult to pronounce any word.
‘Steph, you don’t fight evil with evil. Why did you let your desperation to get back at the Vice President make you work with an assassin?’ Dave asked.
‘Samantha Osman is not evil as you think, she’s not.’ Stephanie said with a teary eyes.
Dave took in a breath. He tried to adjust himself so he could place his head comfortably but the straps holding the different parts of his body to the bed did not permit. She didn’t understand what he was trying to do but just sat on the bed to get her body closer to him. She placed a palm on his forehead and began to use her fingers to play with his hair.
‘Okay,’ he said with his breath covering the voice. ‘First things first, how can you help me get out of here?’
She stood up from the bed immediately and released his fingers from hers. She shook her head and let out a breath.
‘I can’t do that, there’s no way it would work.’
She tried to move farther away from him but he was able to hold her hand and stop her.
‘Steph, you could at least try,’ he said with a convincing look on his face.
She shook her head, ‘You don’t know what you’re talking about Dave, Samantha has guarded this place heavily, you can’t get away even if I try to free you. It would get you into a deeper mess,’ Stephanie said.
‘What mess can be deeper than this which I am in already?’ Dave asked in a pitiful voice. ‘I would get killed soon if nothing is done to get me out of here.’
‘You won’t be killed, Samantha would not kill you.’ Stephanie said with a shaky voice, although still sounding confident.
‘Why are you so sure?’
‘No, she would not let me go just like that,’ Dave argued.
‘I’ve been told you would be allowed to go when it’s time,’ Stephanie reiterated.
‘Steph,’ Dave called in a tired tone and let out a breath. ‘Even you do not believe that they would let me go, you’re forcing yourself hard to believe a lie.’
‘No Dave, I trust Samantha, she keeps to her words.’ Stephanie argued.
‘But what’s that look full of doubts I see on your face?’ Dave said and stared deeply into her eyes.
She was silent for a while and then she closed her eyes and turned away. She didn’t doubt initially, but Dave through his intelligent play of words had made her believe she wasn’t fully persuaded and it became as so.
That was the confirmation Dave needed, he was also now sure Stephanie was also afraid of what could be done to him.
Stephanie shook her head thoughtfully with her eyes closed. She wanted to trust the doctor’s words that Samantha had no plan to kill Dave but with the recent report about the Inspector General who developed an incurable sickness after the fluid from the drip bag mixed with his blood, she couldn’t tell if the mixture being prepared for Dave was going to be harmless.
‘Steph, even if they’re going to ever let me go, I’m sure they won’t let me go this same way. I’ll be turned into a dummy or an invalid being, someone who cannot tell his right from left because they would never want me to be a witness against them or problems. So what would be the difference between me and a dead person?’ Dave said, almost in tears.
Stephanie was in tears too but refused to look at his face. She sniffed in as she pondered on Dave’s words. She still felt like she could trust the Doctor who said he wouldn’t be hurt but Dave’s words that they wouldn’t want him to be a threat to them made her rethink.
A thought suddenly struck her mind. She sniffed in and wiped her eyes before she turned to look at his face. He expected her to say something but she didn’t speak. She took a step forward and turned her back to him. She turned towards the door and proceeded there.
‘Steph,’ Dave called as she took the fourth step.
She stopped without turning back and waited for him to speak on but he remained silent, without taking another look at him she walked out of the room.
Location: Miami, FL USA.
Madam Henrietta drove into the car park by the side of the house and turned off the car engine. She stepped out of the car and locked the front door. She opened the door to the backseat and picked out the bags containing the items she had gotten from the grocery store. She closed the door and then locked it with the remote key.
She noticed some uniformed men standing outside the car park as she walked out of the place.
‘Good day Madam,’ one of the uniformed men greeted as she stepped out. He displayed his Identity card, ‘I’m Agent Wright from the CIA.’
‘Good day officer, how may I help you?’ she asked with a curious look.
‘You are under arrest for coming into the US with illegal travel documents and you’re also being wanted by the Nigerian police,’ the officer replied. The officer standing beside him unclipped a manacle from his belt and proceeded towards the woman.
Madam Henrietta’s mouth was left agape as the bags dropped from her hands. She had thought she was free from troubles but never knew she would have any course to still be reminded of her ordeal in Nigeria. She began to wonder how she was traced and she realized the mistake she had made. Samantha Osman had provided new card details and identity to be used by her for a specified period after she got there but in a bid to forget about her ordeal in Nigeria quickly, she had thrown off everything given to her by Samantha Osman and continued to use her personal details.
She let out a deep breath as she was beng handcuffed. Her housemate happened to drive in at that moment and quickly parked her car and stepped out.
‘What’s happening here?’ Henrietta’s housemate asked, looking baffled as she stared at the handcuffs on Henrietta’s wrists.
‘Your friend is being arrested for impersonation and traveling with fake documents,’ an officer replied her. ‘Please, give way,’ he quickly added as he directed madam Henrietta towards their vehicle.
Tarasha stared closely at the remote control in the man’s hand which he raised up. She glanced again at the explosive at the top of the car. She knew the type of explosive device placed on the car. It would only take a tap on the remote control button and the car will go up in flames. The uniqueness of the explosive was in that it would cause very little vibration and it’s effect would be solely on the object it was placed upon and any other objects in contact with it.
‘What do you want?’ Tarasha asked.
‘You,’ Eric replied with a smirk.
Carl who stood beside the vehicle made a phone call to the guys coming in the vehicle behind and asked that they stopped the vehicle and step out.
‘Here I am, come get me,’ Tarasha offered, she said raising her hands up.
Eric kept his gaze on her and was silent for a moment. They had not planned for this moment and they wondered how Tarasha had been able to track them to that place. All he was trying to do there was impromptu.
‘Put down your weapons or we burn up your man,’ Eric threatened.
Tarasha glanced at the explosive at the top of the car again. She was about to say something when she heard Nicholas voice sound through the earpiece in her ear.
‘Boss, I’m about to turn into the new road, should I go ahead with the plan?’
She was silent for a moment. She kept her gaze on Eric but at the same time tried to look above the car parked some metres behind the car which Cole was in to check for signs of the Camry sports. She couldn’t raise her head well enough to avoid Eric from suspecting she was trying to check for something, but she decided to trust Nicholas’ word.
‘Yes,’ she replied Nicholas and continued with Eric. ‘Yes, I’ll put my weapons…’
She couldn’t complete her statement when they began to hear sounds of gunshots from behind. Tarasha quickly raised her gun and fired a shot at Eric as she zoomed back to behind the pole.
Eric was fast and was able to make Tarasha miss her target as he dashed to the back of the truck immediately he saw he raise her gun. But he still wasn’t able to escape the bullet totally as one scratched his shoulder and he got a minor injury. He positioned the remote control well in his palm and his thumb went in direction of the red button.
All the while Cole had been watching them while carefully setting himself free. He couldn’t do it at a quick speed as Carl was standing beside the car and would have noticed his movement if he had done it in a hurry. He had unlocked the handcuffs already and was waiting for the perfect time to release the car doors from the front control and step out of the car. The new rain of gunshots offered him the opportunity he needed. He jumped to the front of the car as soon as he saw Carl distracted by the gunshots. He unlocked the door and quickly stepped out of the car. The car went up in flames at that moment.
Tarasha opened her eyes in shock as she saw the car go up in flames. She suddenly realized that Cole’s life was being ended in the flames and that gave her a new reason to act more drastically. She pulled out a long gun from her back pack and she began to release the shots in quick succession as she proceeded towards the burning vehicle.
From the back of the truck Eric could see Tarasha approaching. He had two revolvers with him but could not risk stepping out from behind to face her as the new gun which she now used had more energy and sent the bullets at a very high speed.
He stayed behind the truck for a while but as he sensed her presence closer, an idea came to his mind. He bent quickly and crept under the truck, hiding himself behind the back tyres at the right side of the vehicle. He watched carefully from there for Tarasha’s leg or her shadow formed on the floor.
Carl who had stepped some metres away turned back and saw the car in flames. The brightness of the light and the heat radiated did not make him quickly see that Cole was out and when he saw it, Cole was already running towards him. He raised his gun and tried to shoot but Cole grabbed him by the arm and redirected the bullet up to the sky. Cole quickly followed with his elbow into Carl’s belly still holding the arm with his left hand.
He gripped Carl’s wrist with his right hand and tried to twist it to collect the gun but Carl maintained a strong stamina and sent an unexpected kick into Cole’s belly.
Cole almost fell forward but held on to Carl’s hand and dragged him along with him. The gun in Carl’s hand eventually dropped and they both collided into each other in struggle to get the gun but missed it, it sank into a small hole filled with dirty stagnant water. Both Cole and Carl stared at the ground for a moment but couldn’t tell where the gun fell to instantly. Both traced the mark made on the wet sand beside the hole and realized at the same time that the gun had fallen into the hole.
Carl was the first to launch another attack on Cole. He sent a kick to the chest of Cole who was still trying to find his feet and got Cole crashing into muddy water behind him.
Nicholas pushed the door of the car open and stepped out quickly bowing his head as he ran to the back of the car. The front window of the car had already been shattered by bullets from the men he shot at. He got to the back of the car and quickly reloaded his gun, then he moved to the edge and peeped to see the positions of his attackers. He saw one of the men coming close to his car and also shooting at the car. The man also saw him and directed a shot towards him but Nicholas quickly hid himself back behind the boot. He saw something which looked like a stone in front of him and quickly picked it up. With a sharp movement he tossed the stone towards the man to cause a distraction and quickly followed with two gun shots. The second shot entered into the man’s chest and he fell to the floor.
Tarasha was careful as she got closer to the end of the truck. She constantly glanced back to see if Eric had gone round the truck to appear behind her but she really doubted if he would. There was a large stagnant and deep water at the left side of the road where she parked the truck and she knew there was no way he could pass through there on legs without struggling for minutes.
The shadow of the truck was already casted behind it so she could not tell if there was someone hiding behind. There were only two options, either Eric had tried to pass the other way and was struggling in the marshy hole covered by the stagnant water or he was hiding somewhere in the shadows.
She stood on the spot with her gun still ready in her hands and she ceased her breath for a moment to listen to the sounds being made around.
Eric peeped from behind the tyres and could now see her legs close to where he was hiding. He held his gun firmly in his hand and tried to put himself in a position where he could fire a shot at her. He gently moved his legs and directed his gun towards her knees.
Carl and Cole’s fight was hidden from Tarasha and Eric by the flames burning the car by the side. They could not also see what was going on at the other side.
Carl pulled Cole by the feet and dragged him out of the water. Cole tried to get up immediately he was dragged on to the sand but Carl gave him no opportunity to make moves as he delivered punches to his face sending him back to the ground. Carl then pulled him up by the collar of his shirt and turned him towards the burning car.
Cole held on to Carl’s shirt as the former tried dragging him. He tried to resist by giving Carl a headbutt in the chest but it had only little impact on Carl.
Carl released his grip on Cole’s collar for a moment and let him try to launch an attack. Cole decided to take the opportunity thinking that his headbutt had weakened Carl, he stepped forward quickly and launched a blow which Carl dodged easily and responded to him with an uppercut. Cole staggered back but quickly tried to stop himself, he was getting closer to the burning car and he could already feel the heat so strong on his back. He picked him a stick from the floor and rushed to strike Carl with it but Carl grabbed the stick easily with his palm and kicked Cole in the chest. Cole’s head flung back and he staggered but still tried not to go too close to the fire. Carl followed him with another kick in the chest intending to push him into the fire.
Cole staggered back again, he was now less than a metres close to the fire and could feel it already burning the skin on his back. Carl stepped closer to him, ready to finish him up with a heavier kick.
To be continued.
Chapter 20 part5&6
Nicholas wondered where the other men had all gone. Since he shot the last one, he hadn’t seen anyone shooting at him again. He moved to the other edge of the car without standing up fully, he peeped and saw no one, he began to move back towards the opened door of the car. As he got there and closed the door to pass, he noticed a lady’s body on the floor. She was one of the enemies and she had been hit by a bullet but was still alive and probably crawled to that place. He fired two shots into her chest to hasten her death.
He stopped for a moment and looked forward from where he was. He noticed the burning car positioned close to the middle of the road about ten metres away from him. He could see two people beside the car at the left in a hand combat. He stepped over the dead lady and was about to step out from the cover of the bonnet area when a shot hit the headight of the car at his side. He quickly took cover in his previous position. He took in deep breaths before positioning himself to peep again. He noticed the shot came from the back of the car he had pursued to that place. The car was parked on a paved area in front of the gate of a residential building. He peeped again and saw the person who shot at him. The man was sitting on the ground weakly, pointing his gun towards his direction. It seemed the man had also gotten hit by a bullet.
Nicholas peeped for a third time before he turned and proceeded back to where he moved there from. He looked again from the boot of the Camry sports to where the weak man had shot from. The man was already trying to move away. He quickly fired two shots at the man and the man fell flat on his face.
He hurried back to the side of the bonnet where the dead woman was. He looked for some seconds to try recognize the men fighting. He realized that one of them was Cole and that the other man who was a member of the enemy gang was having a upper hand. He checked the pocket of the lady and picked a gun from it and proceeded quickly to the fighting men.
As he approached them, he raised his gun and targeted Carl. He cocked it and pulled the trigger but realized that there was no bullet in the gun. He quickly tossed it away and rushed towards the man.
As Carl was about to raise his leg, he caught a glimpse of someone through the side eye running towards him. He saw the man toss off a gun and charge crazily towards him. He turned away from Cole to face the new man who was coming from his right.
Tarasha could hear some little sounds and she knew that something moving under the vehicle behind her. She calculated the position of the sound and took a step forward, getting ready to make a swift turn.
Eric watched carefully as she moved a step forward, he refocused his gun. He was about to pull the trigger when she made a swift turn and fired in quick successions at the tyre he was hiding behind.
‘s***!’ He cursed aloud as he hid himself back behind the tyres. He took a one-second look and saw her moving farther from him, he could tell with the position of her legs that she was moving back without turning. She continued shooting towards his direction and he knew there was just a little time for the bullets to pierce through the tyres and into his body if he did not move away from where he was. He crept out from under the vehicle facing towards Tarasha’s direction, without targeting he fired some shots at her as he moved to the left side of the truck to take cover.
Tarasha kept moving back and shooting. She redirected her shots towards him as she saw him creep out of the place but no bullet touched him as he was fast in changing position. She took a glance back, looking for where to take cover but there was none. The only thing behind her was the fence of another compound and the gates of all compounds there had already been locked by the residents since their gun war started. A car which was brought by the enemy was some distance away and was in front of the second gate from where she was. The quickest option she had was another electric pole and she quickly hid behind it.
Nicholas struck blow to Carl’s face as he got there but Carl dodged easily and grabbed Nicholas by the arm. He placed a firm grip with his fingers on Nicholas arm positioned very close to the shoulder and also grabbed him by the belt. He raised Nicholas up and slammed him to the ground on the other side.
Cole had been able to gain some stamina and charged towards Carl but Carl was quick to stop his first blow with his hand. Cole threw another blow towards Carl belly but Carl met his fist with his and shifted a step back. Cole stepped closer and threw another punch with his right hand directed to Carl’s cheek but Carl dodged it and grabbed Cole by the wrist. Cole tried to throw another punch to Carl’s neck but Carl blocked it again with his arm and twisted Cole’s right hand. He grabbed Cole by the arm close to the shoulder with his right hand and dodged another blow thrown by Cole as he bent and swerved to the other side, turning Cole’s hand to the back, he grabbed Cole’s wrist more firmly and twisted it. Cole let out a scream as his wrist made a snap sound.
Eric spent some time by the side of the truck, making sure his two revolvers were filled before he began to walk to the bonnet. He caught a glimpse of the fight beside the burning vehicle and he looked a bit longer to see what was happening. He turned back and headed for the front of the truck when he confirmed that Carl was the one in charge in the fight.
He walked carefully and stopped at the right side edge at the truck’s front. He leaned against the truck and peeped to check where Samantha was. For the first look, he didn’t see anything. He looked more carefully the second time and he noticed the shape of a long gun formed in the shadow behind the electric pole. He stared intently at the place to see if any part of Tarasha’s body was not covered by the pole but it was difficult for him to tell. However, he pointed his two guns at the place and began to fire shots at her.
Tarasha had just positioned her gun well in her hand when the first shot hit the pole. She was shaken at first and tried to make sure her body was well covered by the pole. She was sure the person shooting at her could not see her but must have noticed a shadow. The black clothes she was wearing was supposed to act like a camouflage in the shadow. Two more shots hit the pole and Tarasha knew it was time for her to leave there, the challenge she had was where to move to and knowing the direction from which the shots were coming. She looked in front of her and right there was a fence which wasn’t too high to climb, there were also no spikes or other security items at the top of the fence. She hung the long gun around her shoulder and stared at the fence for a moment. She calculated the duration in seconds which it was going to take her to scale over. She had to bend down as the shots at the electric pole continued and were coming faster, some little parts of the concrete pole were now dropping to the ground. Though she knew that the little parts dropping were not enough to make the pole collapse or weak, she also knew it was reducing the surface area of the pole shielding her slender body. She waited until there was a cease in the shots.
Nicholas was already up on his feet as Carl made Cole dropped to his knees. He rushed a blow at Carl but Carl bent and he missed. Carl landed a quick punch on Cole’s face before turning to face Nicholas.
Nicholas grabbed Carl’s body and tightened his grip to make Carl unable to use his hands but Carl was stronger and could not be stopped from using his elbows to prod into Nicholas’ belly. Nicholas shifted back and his tight grip loosened but he refused to let go yet until Carl used his elbow on him two more times. He let out a scream and held on to his belly.
Carl turned to him sharply and sent him three quick blows on the face. Nicholas fell with his knees to the ground and used his hands on the floor to support himself and stop his body from falling completely to the ground.
Carl turned sharply towards Cole who was already standing up again. Cole saw him and launched another blow but it was easy for Carl to hold his fist as Cole’s punches were now weak. Cole was also very dirty from his constant falling to the ground. Carl sent two punches at him, one to his chest and the other to his face. Then he released his grip on the fist and punched his chest the last time to move him closer to the burning car. Cole was a metre and half close to the car. Carl turned again to Nicholas and dragged him up by the neck, he turned him forward and pushed him.
Nicholas staggered backward but struggled to stand after three steps. Carl hurried towards him and Nicholas expected another blow but Carl grabbed him by the neck instead and dragged him back to Cole who was coming forward with a blow. Carl stopped Cole’s blow with his left hand and released Nicholas’ neck to punch Cole with his other hand in the face again. He grabbed Nicholas’ neck almost immediately again, this time from the back and also grabbed Cole’s neck in the same manner. He slammed their heads against each other and both fell to the floor in pains.
He stepped back a bit and looked at them briefly for a moment. He searched his pocket for a pistol and took out one. To his disappointment, it was empty, he tossed it away angrily. He had dropped his bullet pack in the car since he didn’t prepare for a gun war at that moment and also wasn’t planning for the car’s explosion. He had only handed the explosive control to Eric for him to threaten Tarasha with and not to burn up Victor yet.
He took out a knife jacket from the back of his shirt and took out the knife from the jacket. He stared at both Cole and Nicholas again, wondering who to stab first with the knife. Both were still on the floor, struggling to get up and had not seen him with the knife. While he was still yet undecided, his phone rang and he decided to answer the call first. He brought out his phone and answered while keeping his gaze on both men.
‘Lizzy,’ he said with a bass voice into the phone.
‘Get yourself ready, I’m three minutes close to getting your a** out of that place .’ Lizzy’s voice sounded from the speaker.
‘What the f*** are you coming here for?’ Carl asked angrily.
‘Don’t you know you’re surrounded by police officers already?’ Lizzy questioned. ‘The only reason you haven’t been attacked yet is the sophisticated machine Samantha Osman is using. The police scared of the sound and cannot attack till other troops with better weapons arrive.’
‘And how do you know other troops are coming?’
‘I was summoned to also join the SSS men coming.’
‘Can’t you delay those security forces a little longer?’ Carl asked, not too happy that they might have to leave without finishing what they came for. He wasn’t sure yet if Eric and the other men had been able to capture Samantha or kill her.
‘I only delayed them for some minutes, so I can get there to pick you before them.’ Lizzy replied. ‘Some of the police officers in the station nearby are already around you guys but have refused to come closer because of their low power weapons.’
‘How long will it take you to get here?’ Carl asked. He stepped forward as he saw Cole already getting up. He wiped Cole a kick in the neck and Cole fell back to the ground.
Eric began to move towards the pole and firing shots with every step he took. He noticed there was no movement behind the pole and couldn’t also see any shadow anymore. He stopped for a second, realizing that she must have left the back of the pole while he was reloading his guns. His eyes searched around sharply but he couldn’t still locate where she could have moved to, he hastened his steps towards the pole with his eyes dancing to and fro carefully. He got there in less than seven seconds and noticed some dirty spots on the fence of the compound. The dirty spots had been created by the muddy soles of Tarasha’s shoes when she climbed over. He headed towards the gate of the fence immediately. He tried to push the smaller entrance to see if it wasn’t locked but it was. He fired two shots at the lock and it opened. He kicked in the door to the smaller entrance but quickly hid his body behind the fence. He didn’t get any response from inside but he knew Samantha was aware of his closeness to the compound. He peeped again from where he stood, he could see a car parked close to the wall. The compound was a small one and had very little space. He targeted his gun towards the fuel tank cover and fired a couple of shots, two of the shots pierced in through the cover and the car went up in flames after five seconds.
With that he got the response he wanted as a heavy rain of bullets on the gate started. He hid himself behind the wall safely and made sure his eyes were looking all around to ensure he wasn’t shot from another direction. The gunshots at the gate stopped for a while and he took a quick look into the compound. He quickly hid himself back as his eyes met with Samantha’s who was now standing at a straight direction from the smaller entrance of the gate.
‘It’s time to settle this, don’t you think it is?’ she shouted with a loud voice from inside the compound. She was now standing in front of the corridor. With the gun in her hand raised up above her head.
Eric peeped and saw that her gun was raised even though her grip was still firm on it. He knew she was suggesting a fist battle. He stepped out from his hiding place and also raised his gun up. ‘You want to go hand to hand?’ he asked.
‘Step in and let’s see if you’re a man,’ Tarasha offered.
Eric stepped in cautiously. He took a quick glance at the gate and stepped closer to the middle without taking his eyes of Tarasha. He used his legs to raise the locks on the floor and he kicked open a side of the gate with his feet. He pushed the other side open too with the other foot. He stepped back and pushed each side of the gate well back to leave whole entrance opened.
Tarasha understood his message with the opening of the gate. He was telling her that the space in the compound might be too little for him to trash her, so he had to create enough floor for the trashing.
He shook his hands in the air, signalling to her that it was time to drop their weapons. Both of them bent down slowly and drop their guns. Then they began to step closer towards the centre of the compound.
Eric had an evil smile on his face as they got closer to each other both giving only a space of a metre between, their eyes looking into each others. A drop of sweat rolled down Tarasha’s face as she positioned her hands for the fight. The heat and smoke from the burning car in the compound was filling the whole place.
Eric was the first to launch a blow. Tarasha dodged it easily. He followed up immediately with another blow to the other side but she blocked the blow with her hand. He took a step back with his right leg and swiped a kick with the leg in the clockwise direction but Tarasha bent and his leg swung above her head while she sent a blow to his belly making him stagger backward.
He stared at her and smiled when he regained his stamina. He knew she was a well trained assassin so he wasn’t expecting the fight to be easy. She moved closer to him this time and launched a kick but he blocked it with his hand. She grabbed his neck and tried to run her fingers nails into it but he hit her with both hands on her shoulders and she staggered a step back. He directed a blow to her face but she hit his fist away, he followed with a knee kick to her belly but she still met it with his fist and jumped a step back to balance herself. He followed immediately and began to rush her blows but she stopped each blow from hitting her other body parts with her hands. He directed her blow to the side of her head and she bent and swerved to the right side and was able to land a blow on his chest which made him stagger back and stumble.
Carl moved towards Cole and pulled him up, he turned his face to him and was about kick his g—n with his knee when Nicholas grabbed his waist from behind and pulled him back. Carl staggered back a bit and unfortunately for him, his right foot entered into a marshy area covered with water. Before he maintain his balance, Nicholas dived and grabbed him by the waist again, he pushed him to the ground and both fell into the dirty stagnant water behind.
Angrily, Carl began to punch Nicholas’ face even in the water and pushed Nicholas’ body away from himself as he tried to get up from the floor. He wasn’t able to stand to his feet as Cole sent him back down with a kick. He fell again into the dirty water. The knife he was holding was no longer in his control and had cut into his hand severely. Cole rushed to him in the dirty water and dealt him blows on the face nonstop for a minute. He pulled him out of the water and dragged him to a drier ground. Nicholas also got up from the water and moved towards them.
Cole grabbed Carl by the neck and tightened his fist around it while Nicholas held Carl’s feet to minimize his resistance but Carl was stronger than they thought. He was able to grab Cole’s neck and send Cole a punch in the face which made Cole fall back a bit. He pulled Nicholas closer to himself with his leg and grab Nicholas’ head and pushed him away to the side. He got up from the ground immediately and tried to clean his face with the dry part of his clothes. He was now as dirty as Cole and Nicholas were.
By the time he looked up Cole was already close to him and had raised his hand for a punch, he quickly made a move to block the punch but it still did not save him from the impact as he staggered back. Cole moved closer and directed more punches to his face but he was able to block them better. Cole had the intention to push Carl into the fire like Carl had been wanting to do to him but it appeared Carl strength was going to make it impossible.
Nicholas also got up to his feet and charged towards Carl like he had been doing, trying to grab Carl by the waist again and push him to the burning car but Carl was swifter than he was, he saw Nicholas coming and swerved to the side, making Nicholas miss him. He grabbed Nicholas by the shoulder and pushed him to the car instead. Before he could look up Cole had sent him a kick on the face. He fell to the ground.
Nicholas body touched the burning car and he quickly moved away but he was shocked to see that his cloth had caught the fire even though it was wet. He rolled his body on the floor for a moment but the fire did not go off until he rolled his back into the dirty water beside.
Carl rolled away immediately his body touched the floor but Cole followed him. He turned his face up and saw Cole’s feet coming to his face and he quickly grabbed Cole by the leg and dragged him to the floor. He managed to get up before Cole.
‘Hold on Misters,’ a lady’s voice brought their fight to a halt.
Lizzy had arrived the place and come out of a vehicle to meet them without anyone noticing her arrival. They all turned to her and saw her pointing a gun at them. Carl was relieved on seeing her and he stepped back towards her.
‘Kill the two ba*****s,’ Carl said in an angry voice. He glanced at Cole’s face again and looked at Nicholas who was still on the ground.
‘Get into the car Carl,’ Lizzy said to him. She didn’t hear what he said, her mind and senses had become unstable immediately she saw Victor.
Carl did not wait to see any other thing but walked straight into the car whose headlights he could see on behind.
Cole who was panting heavily before and had his heart beating faster now that he saw Patricia, his mouth was left agape and he did not know if he should speak before she finally shoots him dead or just let her kill him without talking.
Nicholas who had seen the new development refused to get up from the floor and hoped he would be taken as dead by the lady and that Carl would not return.
Lizzy took a glance back to see if Carl had entered into the car already and he already did. She took out another gun from her pocket and fired two shots into Cole’s belly.
‘Where is Eric?’ she asked Carl as she stepped back into the car.
‘I don’t know,’ Carl replied. ‘Let’s check that building,’ he said, pointing to the compound with the opened gate he could see with signs of fire in it.
Tarasha rushed towards Eric before he could gain his balance and punched him hard twice in the face, he dodged the third punch and grabbed her hand, intending to twist it and bend to the back but she grabbed his neck and pulled him back as he made his move.
They got separated for a moment and maintained the initial distance between them. Eric used the opportunity to straighten his neck and stretch his muscles while Tarasha also stretched her fingers and arm.
They continued in a rotary movement for some seconds while staring each other in the eye, the movement lingered for a little longer as both of them were waiting for the other to make the first move.
Eric finally made the first attack again. He threw a punch and Tarasha dodged by swerving to the side, he threw another to her abdomen and she blocked it with her hand as she turned and wiped him in neck with the side of her palm. She rolled to the other side as they changed position and she threw a punch with her left hand but he managed to block it, he blocked another from the left and raised his knee to kick her g—n but she escaped it by moving her feet back and she sent another blow to his belly which he blocked again.
There was another five seconds of inaction as both in a rotary manner made one-eighty degree movements. Tarasha attacked first with a dummy blow to his right and he made move to block it but she swiftly sent another to his left hitting him in the shoulder.
He let out a slight groan as he stepped back. The shoulder where she hit him was where the bullet scratched earlier.
Tarasha noticed his pain when her fist hit the shoulder, it wasn’t a very heavy blow, so his reaction to it gave her the knowledge that he had an injury there.
‘Eric!’ someone shouted from an unknown direction and gunshots followed suddenly. Both of them ran for cover immediately.
A car drove in through the opened gate of the compound and Eric heard Lizzy call his name.
‘Get in Eric, we can’t finish this today. The police are on their way,’ Tarasha had gone to hide at the corridor of the house and could see her gun from there but someone was shooting from the car in her direction and she couldn’t step out yet.
Eric was reluctant at first. He looked towards the direction where Samantha ran to and wished they could kill her before leaving.
‘Eric, get into the car, security officials would be here in two minutes.’ Lizzy warned again.
Eric had no choice than to rush join them in the car. He entered into the backseat and the car reversed out of the compound.
Tarasha got out of her hiding place, she picked her gun and her backpack and then rushed out through the gate immediately. She stood on a spot and began to fire shots at the vehicle but she noticed her bullets were bouncing to the floor. The car was bullet proofed.
She glanced back and saw another car coming, it was the Camry sports car. Sounds of sirens of police vehicles could now be heard.
She held her gun ready and pointed at the car in case an enemy was the one driving the car.
‘Get into the car boss,’ Nicholas said as he stopped by her side. She quickly joined him at the front seat and they journeyed in the direction the enemy’s car went.
Tarasha glanced at the back, no one was sitting there. She glanced at Nicholas’ face.
‘What happened to Cole?’ she asked.
‘He was shot, twice in the belly.’
They could see some police vehicles coming from behind as they turned into the main road. Nicholas increased the speed of the vehicle.
Two of the police cars followed after them while the others coming from behind turned into the untarred road which they had driven out from.
‘What happened to Cole?’ she asked.
‘He was shot, twice in the belly.’
They could see some police vehicles coming from behind as they turned into the main road. Nicholas increased the speed of the vehicle.
Two of the police cars followed after them while the others coming from behind turned into the untarred road which they had driven out from.
‘Is he still breathing?’ Tarasha took another look at Cole was was laying lifelessly on the space between the front seat and the backseat. Part of his body was resting against the wall of the car and a hand was placed on the seat. The blood stains on his stomach were so visible even as his whole body was dirty.
‘He was breathing when I carried him in, and that’s why I put him in that position.’ Nicholas replied.
‘But how did he get out of that vehicle?’ Tarasha asked, still baffled that she could see still see him when she already thought he would have been burnt to ashes.
‘I don’t know, I just saw him fighting with another guy beside the burning car.’ Nicholas answered.
Tarasha took her eyes away from Cole for once and looked at the side mirror to see the position of the police vehicles coming after them. Then she turned to look at Cole again. She stretched her body from the front and placed a finger on Cole’s neck to see if he was still alive. She returned to her seat after confirming he was still breathing.
‘He requires quick treatment,’ she said to Nicholas and looked back again to check the cars coming after them. ‘We need to get these guys off our trail.’
‘Boss, they must have seen and identified this car already, even if we get them off our trail, they would find and trace us to the base through the security cameras.’ Nicholas complained.
Tarasha thought for a moment. She wasn’t surprised Nicholas was making such complaint as he was new in the gang and didn’t know most of their secrets. The other members of the gang already knew the spots in town where they had extra cars hidden that could not be covered by the security cameras.
‘Drive back to Egbeda,’ she said to him.
He flashed a quick look at her face, surprised that she was asking him to drive in an opposite direction to their base when she just talked about the need to get Cole medical attention quickly. He knew there was no hospital anywhere that would agree to treat Cole except they see a police report, so Tarasha could not be asking him to drive to Egbeda for them to get medical treatment.
Tarasha knew he was confused but did not bother to explain further since he asked no question. She took out the long gun from the backpack and reloaded it with bullets. She took a glance back again, the police vehicles were still following after them and making announcements through a megaphone for them to stop. She locked the door firmly before winding down the window glass totally. Then she turned and put half of her body outside the vehicle, facing the back with the gun in her hands.
‘Drive on the right side,’ she said to Nicholas as she began to shoot at the police vehicles.
It was easy to get rid of the first vehicle as the police officers did not expect the gun shots and could not respond to it without thinking deeply because of the other innocent road users.
She shattered the front glass of the first vehicle and continued firing until a bullet hit the driver and the vehicle ran off the road giving her a full view of the second vehicle.
Tarasha had to move her body a little into the car as the police officers in the second vehicle had begun to respond with their guns too.
‘Drive in a not-too-sharp zigzag motion,’ Tarasha said to Nicholas.
Nicholas for a moment did not understand what she meant. But after looking again at the gunshot exchange, he could tell the reason for Tarasha’s order was not make the officers shooting at them not be able to get a clear target at any part of the car or at her and knew in what manner to drive.
The policemen in the vehicle appeared to be smart as they followed the Camry sports as it changed directions. Tarasha had to focus her aim on the tyre at the left side which she could see and fired three times before a bullet hit it. That made the police vehicle slow down a bit but they kept on pursuing. Tarasha turned off the light at the top of the car and moved to the backseat, the glass window was already shattered by the officers bullets, so she put her gun through the window and aimed her shot straight at the driver of the vehicle, she fired three times consecutively. The police vehicle swerved and ran into the drain by the side.
Nicholas heaved a sigh on seeing that Tarasha had been able to stop the vehicles from following them, he could now drive without having to bend his head to dodge the bullets. He waited for Tarasha to return to the front before speaking.
‘Boss, one of our back tyres got hit by a bullet already.’
‘Go a little bit further, we would get a car to hijack.’ Tarasha replied him.
‘Do we still need to drive to Egbeda?’
Location: Tarasha’s New Base.
Date : June 3, 2031
Henry was waiting outside when the Camaro drove into the compound. Tarasha had called to inform him that she would need help getting injured Cole into the house. She had also called the doctor to get the tools and materials needed to treat Cole ready.
Nicholas stepped out of the passenger’s side immediately the car halted. Henry had already moved close to help them. He opened the backseat and Henry joined him as they both carried Cole out and rushed him into the house.
Tarasha turned off the car engine and stepped out. She had been the one who drove after they changed the car as Nicholas was feeling so weak from the fight and discovered he was already bleeding from an injury he got on his right arm. He had to tear off his cloth to tie the face of the wound lightly.
Tarasha walked in after them and locked the door behind, she headed straight to the medical room where they had rushed Cole into.
Tomi and Doctor Ekwueme were already set to receive Cole in the medical room. Henry and Nicholas laid him on a bed and Tomi tore off his cloth as the doctor began to check his wounds immediately.
Tarasha stood at the entrance of the medical room for a moment, she took a look at Nicholas who was supporting his injured arm with the other one. He was dirty just like Cole was and they both looked like children who had played in dirty water and stayed several hours without cleaning up themselves.
‘Get seated somewhere and take off that dirty cloth from your wound, you need to get treated before you get yourself an infection.’ Tarasha said to him as she stepped into the room, she walked towards the left side and entered a washroom. She washed her hands with warm water and a sanitizer and returned to help Nicholas treat his wound.
‘Henry, help clear the NSCC records of our movement from Egbeda.’ she said to Henry who was standing by the side.
Rex was seated silently in the dark room. His laptop was on and staring at him. He had seen what happened between Tarasha’s team and the junior assassins team. He wasn’t too happy about the outcome, he had wanted it to go in either of two ways. He preferred to have had the two assassins injure Tarasha badly but would have still liked the outcome if it was Tarasha who injured both assassins or killed them, any of the outcome would have made him worry less about one of either teams. That was the reason he set them up against each other by placing Nicholas’ phone where the junior assassins found it. With Nicholas back in Tarasha’s team now, he was sure they would soon find out how they were set up but it didn’t bother him.
He picked his tobacco and took in a long drag. The outcome was not totally bad in itself, it had gotten both teams weak, which means they would be susceptible to his attack if he launched one which was very soon.
‘We made a total mess of ourselves today,’ Eric complained, a nurse was standing beside him and treating his shoulder wound.
‘Not a total mess I believe,’ Carl replied, another nurse was also in front of him, one of her knees was placed on the ground and a first aid box was beside her as she treated his wounds. ‘Lizzy killed the two b******s that fought with me and we’ve reduced her team with that,’ Carl added.
Lizzy looked up from where she was seated. She had been absent minded all the while until she heard her name mentioned. She tried to reason what Carl had just said about her. She made attempts to recall if she saw two men or just one and she suddenly remembered that she had seen two men fighting with Carl the last time she checked the NSCC cameras stream before getting to the place but on getting there she only remembered seeing Victor fighting Carl. She pondered more deeply and recalled that she saw a body on the floor, she realized that he must have been alive for Carl to expect her to kill two people.
‘Who was the second man fighting with you?’ Eric asked Carl.
‘Nicholas, the one whose phone we found.’ Carl replied.
‘Yea, I know he was there, he was the one driving the Camry Sports.’ Eric said. ‘Who was the second person?’
‘Victor,’Carl replied with a curious gaze. He realized that Eric must have thought Victor died in the burning vehicle. ‘I don’t know how he got out of the car,’ he added before Eric could ask him. ‘He came out without the handcuffs.’
‘How’s that possible?’ Eric asked, looking at him stunned.
‘I was as surprised as you are now when I saw him outside,’ Carl said.
‘F***it! That b****** didn’t die,’ Eric seemed to be angry about it. ‘So you fought with him and Nicholas?’ Eric asked, another question rising in his mind.
‘Yes, the two of them.’
‘And you said Elizabeth killed the both of them,’ Eric said and flashed a suspicious look at Lizzy. He had been watching Lizzy closely and wondered how Lizzy who was fidgeting and didn’t want to capture Victor with them had the boldness to kill him. He suspected foul play.
Lizzy kept her gaze on his face without wavering. She knew he was doubting her and knew he would be so sure she didn’t kill Victor if she showed any sign of weakness. ‘I shot at both of them,’ she defended herself.
Eric kept staring at her quietly.
‘I shot both in the belly,’ she added another lie.
Eric still did not believe her but he kept his mouth shut and looked away from her to the nurse who was talking with him.
‘You have to be careful not to let this wound expand,’ the nurse said, referring to the wound on his shoulder which she had treated and put a plaster on.
Eric nodded in reply and flashed a look at Lizzy again.
‘We now have to focus on getting Samantha Osman herself,’ Carl said. ‘I don’t think we should take any break.’
‘Yes we shouldn’t but what steps can we take immediately?’ Eric asked.
There was silence for some seconds.
‘They have Mr Matthew,’ Lizzy broke the silence.
The two assassins looked at her, it seemed the announcement had brightened their mood.
‘They took him on his way to his house,’ she continued.
‘He has a tracker on his body, have you tried to track him yet?’ Carl asked.
‘No, I was tracking you two.’ she replied. ‘Except they take him somewhere else which isn’t their primary base, I’m not sure we’d be able to find them by tracking him.’
‘But the tracker was just a Plan B,’ Eric cut in. ‘Our main idea was for the man to lead them into our trap.’
‘Yea, we’re still going to get it done,’ Lizzy said.
‘I hope Samantha acts on it quick,’ Eric put in.
‘I hope she acts quick too, now that she’s got two men down, she’ll fall easily if she takes the bait .’
Eric took a glance at Lizzy again and Lizzy stared back at him. She also hoped that Samantha would take action immediately now that Victor would still be down, it will help keep Carl and Eric from knowing that the bullets she shot at him were only tranquilizers.
Location: Aso Rock, Abuja.
Elvis Richards was seated at the backseat of the car comfortably, his PA and the driver seated at the front, an escort vehicle in front of the car and another at the back. They were on their way for his meeting with some foreign delegates at the ministry of mineral resources. He took out his tablet device and decided to check for news updates while they were on the journey.
He opened the youngicee website and navigated to the news section. The first headline he saw was an update on the missing doctors, it read; ‘Man confesses to have thrown doctors’ bodies into the river, claims he was sent by Samantha Osman.’ He opened quickly and read through. The article explained how a man had been caught by the police during investigation after they found the bodies of the missing doctors in a river. The man had claimed that he worked as an informant for Samantha Osman and she brought the bodies to him in a car one night and asked him to dump them deep in the sea. When asked by the police to take them to Samantha, he said that she never revealed her location to him but always found him when she needed to.
‘Good job,’ Elvis Richard muttered under his breath. James had done just like he promised and that way his name was clear from the murder of the doctors.
He turned to the news homepage and began to go through the other headlines. A text message popped up on his phone and he paused to read.
BREAKING NEWS: Samantha Osman releases shocking confession video of the Inspector General. Read more here: https://bit.ly/2xEdPLc
He reacted in shock as he saw the message. He wondered why he didn’t find such a headline on the youngicee website. He returned to his browser and reloaded the news page, the same headline was on top as the page loaded. It occured to him that the news was just posted.
He clicked on the headline and waited anxiously for it to load. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath to calm himself down while he waited. He needed to maintain a calm composure for the meeting he was going for. The page was already loaded when he opened his eyes, there were only few texts on the page and a video.
‘Who has an earpiece here?’ he asked aloud and was handed an earpiece by his PA.
He plugged in the earpiece and clicked on the play icon on the video.
A lady with a masked face appeared at the beginning. Part of her face could still be seen, but the mask covered alll features that could make her recognizable.
‘ Hi Nigeria, I’m Samantha Osman.’ she started and paused to smile. ‘Well, you may go ahead to record and sample this voice if you like but I’ll warn you to treat the owner carefully because I only borrowed it.’
‘Since I started my blog, it has been receiving massive followership and we’re close to a million subscribers from all around the world already.’ she paused and smiled again. ‘I have therefore come with a new strategy that would get my readers entertained and would keep them engaged on the blog. I’m starting with a new video series and the main actor for the first episode is the one and only Inspector General of Nigeria.’ she smiled again. ‘In today’s video, the Inspector General talks about how he started his life and how he met Elvis Richards in the police force. It’s an interesting story, I tell you. Enjoy!’
Elvis Richards heart began to beat faster as he heard his name being called. There was a transition and the Inspector General was seen sitting in the hotel room where he was found and he began to talk.
‘ Good day everyone, I’m Rikau Aliu, the Inspector General of Police for the Federal Republic of Nigeria. I want to tell you how I started my journey in the police force and how I got to the level I am today…’
‘Is everything okay sir?’ the Vice President’s PA interrupted. He had noticed the man was acting strange.
‘Yes, no problem.’ Elvis Richards took off a part of the earpiece to reply.
He continued with the video and listened as the Inspector General narrate his early life briefly and tell how he grew up and joined the police force. That part of the video ended after twenty eight minutes and Samantha was seen again full of smiles.
‘ That’s it for today, the next episode of this series would be posted on Thursday. I hope you hit the subscribe button. See you on Thursday.’
The video ended with that and returned to the news page. Elvis Richards heaved a sigh as he scrolled down to read the comments. He could see that several people were excited about the video series and were willing to get more of it.
A notification tone sounded just as he unplugged the earpiece, he had a new email. He swiped down the bar and clicked on the new message. His heart skipped a beat as he saw the name of the sender, ‘Samantha Osman.’
Hey Man! I guess you must have seen today’s video, if you haven’t, go check my blog before you continue reading this message.
I guess you must have seen the video now. Thursday’s episode would be very interesting. The Inspector General talks about how he joined the terrorist group Boko Haram, hope you also subscribe to my blog.
Elvis Richards was confused, he didn’t have an idea what she intended to achieve to do with the email. He was however sure that he needed to stop her from posting the remaining videos, he was certain that the Inspector General must have revealed several of their dirty secrets in the videos.
He returned to the news homepage and reloaded it again. There had been several other news updates in the last forty five minutes. He quickly scrolled through, two of the new headlines caught his attention. The first one was ‘Nigerians react to the new video series by Samantha Osman’ and the second was ‘Inspector General Rikau’s health worsens’ .
Location: Tarasha’s New Base, Lagos.
Time: 8: 15AM
Cole felt a palm touch him on his arm gently, then he felt fingers on his face gently stroking his hair. He opened his eyes slowly. His vision was at first blurry but after some seconds it became clear.
At first, he thought he had already died and was surprised to find himself in heaven. The room where they were was painted all white and Tomi who was standing right in front of him was also putting on white. He didn’t quickly realize that she was only putting on her nurse gown.
‘What happened?’ he asked as he tried to get up.
‘You shouldn’t get up yet,’ Tomi held him by the shoulder and tried to push him back down.
Cole laid his head back as he realized he had a drip connected to his right hand. He closed his eyes and tried to recall what happened. Then his memory suddenly came alive, he remembered Lizzy pointing a gun at him and firing twice at his belly. He quickly placed his second hand on the belly and met a bandage already around the place. He realized he was naked and only covered by the white bed cloth. He looked at Tomi’s face again and wondered if she was the one who had cleaned him up.
She smiled at him and stroked his hair again, ‘You’re alive and you’d be okay soon.’
Cole squinted at her, wondering the reason for her unusual kindness. He was now sure she was the one who bathed him. She must have seen his male organ and played with it in the process and was now imagining having it inside her again. That was the only reason he could think of for her unnecessary kindness.
His thoughts shifted to Patricia and he remembered the look on her face as she fired at him. He didn’t know what to think, he had thought she would consider the good times they had together and not shoot him but she proved him totally wrong. He was however grateful he was still alive, she had thought him a great lesson needed by an assassin. Love was not something to be considered by assassins, it made them weak and vulnerable.
To be continued
Chapter 20 part 7&8
Tomi turned back as the door opened and the doctor walked into the medical room. ‘He’s awake Doc,’ Tomi said to him as she walked to the other side to check the drip connected to Cole’s arm.
‘Great,’ the doctor walked to Cole with a smile. ‘You’re alive,’ he stared at Cole with fatherly eyes. ‘But you’d need a lot of time to rest and regain your strength.’
‘What happened to Nicholas?’ Cole asked, closing his eyes tight for a moment. He was now feeling a headache.
‘Nicholas is fine, he brought you home.’ the doctor replied.
Cole frowned as a lot of thoughts ran through his mind. His mind flashed back to the fight with Carl and he recalled looking up to see Lizzy standing at his front and pointing a gun at him.
‘Kill the two bas*****,’ Carl’s voice echoed in his head again. It made him wonder how Nicholas was still alive and was able to bring him home.
‘Was he shot too?’ he asked the Doctor, not being able to curtail his curiosity.
‘No, he wasn’t.’ the doctor said.
The Doctor’s reply made him think more. How come Patricia shot him only and left Nicholas alive? Could it be that it was because he was her main target and she had no business with Nicholas?
‘You were lucky,’ the doctor said and Cole’s eyes moved to his face. He was preparing an injection. ‘I’m sure the girl did not know that the bullets in the gun were tranquilizers.’
Cole looked away again. He tried to recall the scene again. He could see Patricia pointing the gun at him and taking out another one which she shot with. He flashed a look at the doctor’s face again. He was now confused. Why would she have shot him tranquilizers if she really wanted to kill him?
He was distracted from his thoughts as he felt a touch on his hand. The doctor slowly disconnected the drip bag from the **** and inserted the opening of the syringe chamber into it.
‘You’ve got to stop her Rex, it would be disastrous if she releases the remaining videos. It would destroy my life completely and make me worthless before the country and even myself, it would…’
Rex listened absentmindedly to the Vice President’s rant on phone. His eyes were fixed on his computer’s screen and his right hand on the mouse as he scrolled gently.
‘Send me your email username and password,’ Rex interrupted the Vice President’s rant.
‘Huh?’ the Vice President seemed not to be sure of what he heard.
‘Yea, you heard me right.’
‘What do you need it for?’
‘You got to stop asking questions if you want Samantha to go down quickly, you delay my job with too much unnecessary questions.’ Rex replied.
Elvis Richards sigh could be felt over the phone. ‘Okay, I’ll send them to you once I drop this call. Please, do not do anything unethical with it and please act fast and…’
Rex did not allow him complete his statement before cutting the call. A minute later, a text message entered his phone. He checked the message and confirmed it was the email login details he asked for. He exited and opened his dialer where he dialed Stainless’ number and asked him to meet him in the room. Stainless joined him in the room two minutes later.
No words were exchanged between the both of them for the first five minutes after Stainless entered. He only stood behind Rex and watched what he was doing on the computer.
Stainless had not had any outing with Rex since he was replaced in the police cell as an effect of the Vice President’s manipulations. He had been working from their base and most times feeding Rex on the field with information.
‘Look here,’ Rex said to catch his attention. Stainless moved closer. A browser was running on the computer and the citizens directory was opened as the only tab. A particular man’s profile was being viewed on the directory. ‘I’ll send this profile to you email and leave you with the assignment to confirm who he really is.’
‘Okay boss,’ Stainless replied.
‘Get back to me as soon as possible.’
‘Right,’ Stainless replied. He watched until Rex downloaded the details and forwarded it through the email application to his own email before walking out of the room.
Rex opened another tab on the browser and typed in the web address to the Vice President email service provider.
Location: Tarasha’s New Base, Lagos.
Time: 8: 25PM
Tarasha sat quietly on a comfortable plastic chair, her back rested and her hands on the armrest, staring into the face of Mr Matthew who was seated on a chair in front of her, with his hands and legs tied. She had been that way for close to five minutes. Henry was also seated on a stool close to the door, watching and patiently waiting for Tarasha to start asking questions.
Mr Matthew kept on staring at the ground, avoiding Tarasha’s eyes. His body was hot and trembling. He couldn’t wait for her to take her piercing eyes off him.
‘Mr Matthew Rufus’ Tarasha finally began. They had run a research about him and found out about his occupation and family. It surprised Tarasha on seeing that the citizen’s records also had it that the man was a traffic warden. She had thought she would find something totally different which would have supported her suspicion that the man was deliberately planted on the road to distract Cole.
The man looked up at the sound of his name but couldn’t stare directly into her face.
‘Who was the lady that joined you in that Sienna last night and what was her purpose?’ Tarasha asked. She had seen the footages saved by Henry and also seen the blur picture of the lady.
Mr Matthew looked up again. ‘That was Patricia, my daughter.’
‘Your daughter, what was she doing with you there?’
Mr Matthew squinted at her, ‘She came to see me briefly.’
‘What job does she do?’
‘She used to work with an online market store but she recently got a new job and is on her training here in Lagos,’ the man replied.
‘Do you know her fiance?’
‘Yes, his name is Victor and we once met when I was on vacation in Abuja.’
Tarasha stared at him thinly. He was playing his game very well and giving her no reason to doubt that he was really Patricia’s father and that his presence on the road at that time was not arranged.
‘When last did you see Victor?’
Mr Matthew was careful in answering, he stared at her silently for some seconds. ‘I met him only once in Abuja, since then we haven’t met again.’
Tarasha was silent for a moment. ‘Did you see him yesterday when you were at your duty post?’
‘No,’ the man replied, shaking his head.
He watched as Tarasha snapped her fingers and wondered what she meant. Henry got up from where he was seated and stepped out of the room. Five minutes later, the door opened and Henry walked back in slowly, supporting Cole by his side.
Mr Matthew’s shock was evident on his face. He had thought Victor would be long dead or be captive in Lizzy’s team since Lizzy claimed that the Road Safety officials had been able to pick him up. His eyes met Tarasha’s eyes and he suddenly realized that she was reading the expression on his face.
‘Vic…Victor, what are you doing here?’ He asked staring as Cole stopped about two metres close to Tarasha. Cole gave no reply.
‘Did you see him yesterday?’
‘See him?’ Mr Matthew said, looking boldly at Cole’s face. ‘No, I’ve not seen him since we met at Abuja.’
Tarasha took a glance at Cole and saw the surprise on Cole’s face. Cole did not believe that the man could deny seeing him.
‘You gave the FRSC officers signal to pursue a man yesterday, do you remember his face?’
Mr Matthew squinted again, looking very confused. ‘Yesterday was kind of a rough day and our officers went after several defaulters.’
Tarasha chuckled, she had caught him with a lie and that was all she needed to confirm that all he had not been totally truthful.
‘We’ve checked the NSCC footages, and you only gave the signal for them to pursue once yesterday.’
‘Ermmm…’ the man’s voice trembled, his confidence level dropped. ‘I don’t really remember.’
Tarasha stared at his face for a while. She realized there was no need to beat around the bush any longer, she was already very sure he had something to hide.
‘So, who is Patricia?’
‘Huh?’ the man raised his brows. ‘My daughter,’ he stammered in a low voice.
Tarasha took out a gun and got up from her seat. The man stared at the gun fearfully, his lips trembling and his eyes blinking. She suddenly looked up as if she remembered something, she turned back and proceeded to the door.
She walked through the hallway to the control room. She was surprised to meet Henry inside as she entered but she was more surprised at his reaction when he saw her come in.
She stepped closer and stood behind his seat for a while, she didn’t ask him any question to prevent him from thinking she was suspecting he was doing something bad. She could see his fingers shaking on the mouse but no window was opened on the computer and that made her more suspicious but she decided to keep quiet still.
‘I didn’t know you were here,’ she broke the silence.
‘Yeah, I just came in,’ Henry replied, stuttering. ‘Have you finished with the questioning so soon?’
‘No, I need to confirm something before I continue.’ Tarasha replied as she took the seat next to the main computer which he was seated in front of. She pressed the boot button on the CPU and turned again to Henry as she waited for it to load. ‘I thought you came here for something, why are you just staring?’ she asked.
‘Oh yes,’ Henry finally came back to his senses and realized he had been staring at her ever since she entered. ‘I wanted to check some of the data stored here.’
Tarasha took her eyes off him and focused on her computer, she opened the browser and logged on to the citizens’ directory portal. She opened Mr Matthew’s profile again and scrolled to the section that contained his family details. She saw Patricia being listed there as the man’s only daughter. She clicked on Patricia’s name to view her profile and it loaded in ten seconds. She scrolled through the profile and saw some details on Patricia, the Easy Shoppers Company was still registered as her place of employment. He returned to the man’s profile and viewed the man’s wife profile, it was exactly the woman Cole described.
Even though the details were accurate, it all still seemed fishy to Tarasha. She didn’t expect Patricia to have taken Cole to her real parents. She believed the records had been manipulated.
‘I’m done, I’m going for dinner.’ Henry announced and got up from his seat.
Tarasha watched him walk out. She stared for a moment at the computer he just finished using, she knew it will not make much sense to try check the history of the applications ran. Henry would have made sure she could not see anything from the history.
She turned back to her computer. Whatever Henry was hiding, she needed to find out from him.
After ten more minutes, she was through with what she came for and decided to check her email which she hadn’t checked for hours. She saw several new messages which were mostly notifications from her blog posts but her eyes caught a different one as she scrolled. It was a reply from the Vice President. She clicked on it and it loaded in two seconds.
Hey Samantha, what do you really want from me. I’m ready to give anything for you to stop releasing those videos.
She read through the message more than thrice and took sometime to ponder on what his message could really mean. There was actually no options of being stopped from posting some of the videos as she already had them scheduled and they were going to post automatically except she changes her mind and decide to stop them from posting before the scheduled time and date. She clicked on reply and typed a short message.
‘I want your life,’ she sent as her reply.
‘Can we see and make a deal? You’ve taken almost everything I have already,’ Tarasha was yet to get up from the computer when she got a reply.
‘No deals,’ she typed briefly and replied. She closed the browser immediately and shut down the computer. She returned into the room where the hostage was kept.
Mr Matthew looked up on perceiving her entrance, he saw her walk to the window and place her phone upright by the window frame with the back of the phone turned to face the centre of the room. She walked hurriedly towards him and he looked at her with confused eyes, not knowing what to expect.
She got to his front and landed a heavy blow on his face making him almost fall but for the ropes holding his body to the chair.
‘Tell me who you are and who Patricia is,’ she said harshly as she dragged his face up with his chin.
He stared at her fearfully, his lips were hurting badly.
‘I swear, I’m her father, she’s my first daughter…’
She didn’t allow him finish talking before punching him in the face again with her right fist. ‘I’m not here to joke man,’ she said and punch him again with her left and then placed her foot on the brace of the chair to prevent it from falling. She held his chin up and stared into his face, ‘You were not on duty at that place the day before yesterday, where were you?’
The man narrowed his gaze. He was feeling pains in his mouth and his teeth gums already. He didn’t know what answer to give to her question.
‘On what road were you on duty before yesterday?’ she repeated her question in a different way.
Mr Matthew forced out a breath, he knew it wouldn’t make sense to claim he was in another location, she could check the NSCC footages and prove him wrong.
‘I haven’t been on road duty for more than a month now, I only resumed yesterday.’ He replied.
She stared thinly into his eyes. ‘On what duty have you been on?’
‘I’ve been occupied with jobs from the office in the last two months.’
‘And what office have you been working?’
‘The FRSC station in Ikeja,’ he stuttered.
‘There are no records of you entering or leaving that station for the past one week,’ she lied, making it seem as if she had gone through the records already.
He stared at her face, confused. ‘That’s not true, I…’
Another heavy blow landed on his face and she allowed him fall to the ground this time. She pulled up the chair without wasting time and sent more punches to the face and his belly until the chair fell again. She dragged him up again and moved him to the corner behind placing the back of the chair against the wall. She continued punching him in the belly until he began to cough and fell to the side.
‘I’ll.. tell you everything…’ he stammered, coughing vigorously.
She pulled his chair up again and stared at his face for a moment, giving him sometime to stop coughing vigorously.
He shook his head and sniffed in. He could see drops of blood already rolling down from his nose but could not touch his face as his hands were still tied to the wooden chair which was now making creaking sounds due to the several times of falling to the ground.
He raised his head slightly and looked at her face. He was surprised to still see her looking calm and unruffled unlike someone who had been thrashing him.
‘Patricia…’ he paused again to take in a breath. ‘She’s my daughter and my only daughter,’ he insisted.
She stared at his face and he stared back without blinking. She was surprised at his confidence and insistence.
He kept his gaze on her, he knew she did not have any certain information yet and was only trying to force him speak. It wasn’t his first time of acting as Lizzy’s father and confidently insisting when he was questioned, the people who asked him always got the same information from the citizens’ directory. This case was just quite different. She didn’t seem to believe even after confirming she had checked his profile on the citizen’s directory.
She bent her knees and placed her hands on her laps. She looked straight into his eyes, ‘You’re going to lead us to her.’
He shook his head slowly and voiced out with a breath. ‘No, I would never do that. You can kill me if you want.’
She got up back to her feet and took a step backward. He had given her the exact reply she expected that her real father would give.
Mr Matthew kept his gaze on his face, his heart beating fast. It was his first time of receving so much pain during his work for Lizzy but he didn’t want to give up easily, he knew it could cause the total failure of Lizzy’s job.
‘You’re a fool!’ she cursed and followed with a kick to the man’s chest. She followed up with several blows on his face and chest until the man fell to the ground again. She picked him up with the chair and looked at his face, it was already disfigured just like she wanted it.
She held him by the neck and dragged him along with the tied chair to the window where she kept the phone. She put him in front of the window and turned to his back, she held his face up and made him face the phone for some seconds before releasing him. She picked up the phone and saved the video.
Mr Matthew kept staring at her and breathing heavily, he realized she had been recording a video all the while she was thrashing him.
She took a glance at him again before proceeding out of the room. He stared at the door for a while and consciously tried to balance his breathing. He spat out and looked down to see his saliva mixed with blood.
‘Where’s that phone you dedicated to Patricia?’ Tarasha asked as she entered Cole’s room after knocking and getting his permission to enter. He was laying in the bed with his shirt taken off, making the white bandage all around his body visible.
He tried to get up from the bed but she signalled to him not to. ‘Just tell me where it is,’ she said.
‘It’s on the table, there’s a password on it – 5673.’ he said, pointing to the table standing close to the left corner of the room.
She walked to the table and picked up the phone. She inputted the password and it was unlocked. She opened the Xender application on the phone and also on her phone and she transferred the video she had just recorded into Cole’s phone.
‘What video editors do you have on this phone?’ she asked him.
‘I have a couple of free video editing apps on it, I haven’t tested them yet because I use my other phone more often.’ Cole replied.
She dragged a seat from under the table and sat on it. She searched on Cole’s phone and s could not find any suitable application. She opened the video on her own phone with a video editor. It took some minutes to do some editing which was mainly covering her face with a smiley and tweaking her voice. She saved the edited video and then located it in the file manager where she selected and sent again into Cole’s phone through the Xender application. Then she forwarded the edited video from Cole’s phone to Patricia’s number on WhatsApp.
‘We’ve got your father with us, do you need him dead or alive?’ she typed and sent after the video had finished uploading and delivered.
Rex read through Tarasha’s message once again before clicking on reply.
‘Come get me if you want me dead, that’s if you are not scared to face me and take my life with your hands like you did to the others.’ he typed his reply and proofread before sending.
His eyes moved again to his phone which was on the table, the Vice President was calling again. The man had been the one who called and told him that Samantha had replied the mail and also begged him again to act fast.
He picked up the phone and answered the call. ‘Hey man!’
‘Rex, I’ve made the arrangements just like you want.’
‘Good, Thursday is close anyway but I’d get to her before then hopefully.’
Lizzy had just finished taking her dinner when she entered into her bedroom. She picked her bag which was placed at the edge of the bed and began to take out some of the things she went out with earlier that day that she wouldn’t need the next day. She took out her three phones and placed them on the bed. She noticed the green blinking light close to the sensor on one of the phones, it meant she had new notifications. She sat on the bed and picked the phone hoping the notification wasn’t one for a message from the network providers, she unlocked it and swiped down the notification bar. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw the message from Victor. There was a video and some texts also included.
She clicked on the message and opened it. She read the text first but she couldn’t understand immediately because of the tension in her heart, she clicked on the video and patiently waited for it to download. She then clicked on play. The video started playing and she watched how a lady with her face covered with a smiley beat up Mr Matthew and displayed his battered face for her to see. She took in a deep breath, she now understood the text which followed after the video. They must have investigated and found her to be the only daughter of Mr Matthew. She knew they checked the citizens’ directory to confirm. She had edited Mr Matthew’s profile in the citizens directory a long time ago, since the day he first acted as her father. She hid his real details and family information because she knew it was possible for any of the culprits she was investigating to try find details about the man, so the citizens’ directory had had her recorded as the only daughter of the man for a long time, the only detail she had changed the day before was his occupation to a road safety official.
She played the video and watched again from the start, she couldn’t hear the voices clearly but could tell that Mr Matthew was being asked to talk about her. She could imagine Victor holding the phone and recording as Samantha beat up the man. She wondered how Victor was already up and was able to use his phone. It made her heart skip a beat and she began to wonder if she had not made a mistake by not killing him when she had the chance.
She closed her eyes and took in a breath, praying silently that her mistake would not cause troubles for her. She got up from the bed and turned to the other side to pick her laptop bag. She took out the laptop and pushed the boot button. She unlocked her phone again while waiting for the computer to boot. She tapped the dialog box to open the keyboard and immediately began to type a reply.
Don’t be a fool Vic the man with you cannot be my father. He only insists he is my father because I ask him to and he gets paid handsomely to act like so. Kill him if you want to, I’ll get another father.
She sent the reply to Victor after reading through again. After that she got up to pick another phone and returned to where the laptop was placed. She unlocked the phone and dialed Carl’s number.
‘Hey Babe, what’s up tonight?’
‘We should get ready, they would start to trace me through Mr Matthew anytime from now.’ she replied.
‘Oh! So soon? How do you know that?’ Carl questioned.
‘I’ve seen some signs,’ she replied, deliberately not wanting to talk about the whatsapp message.
‘Oh! Good anyway, though our wounds are not fully healed. We can take her down if we can come up with a brilliant plan.’
‘We’d talk about it tomorrow.’ she said in conclusion. She dropped the phone on the bed and returned her focus to the laptop, it was already booted completely. She dipped her hand into the laptop bag and brought out a USB chord, she plugged it into the USB port on the system and connected it also to the phone.
She opened the phone’s folders on the laptop and copied the video into the system. She then opened her browser and typed in the login URL for her blog.
Her main phone began to ring as she waited for the page to sign in. She checked the screen of the phone before picking and answering.
‘Good… Evening sir,’ she greeted, with her words mentioned slowly. It was strange to receive his call at that time of the day.
‘Agent Elizabeth, how has it been going?’ the caller replied from his end.
‘Not bad sir,’ Lizzy replied, not too sure of what the man was referring to in particular.
‘I see you’ve almost forgotten that you were not transferred to Lagos, I saw today’s reports and noticed you accepted a case of Gangsters clash in Lagos.’
‘Yes sir, but I only did that because it’s in line with the task I’m currently on.’
‘Well, I’ve not read the details of the clash yet, so I don’t know if what you’re saying is true.’
‘I wouldn’t lie to you sir.’
‘I do hope you are not,’ the man said in a suspicious tone. ‘I called to tell you that you should get ready to return anytime soon, there are other tasks springing up here and your presence is highly needed. Agent Miriam with ID number 5326 would be coming to join you tomorrow, you should explain and give her all necessary details about your current task. She would be working with you for now but you could be asked to hand over fully to her at anytime.’
‘Okay sir,’ she replied with a deep breath release.
‘Good, Elizabeth. Have a goodnight rest.’
She took off the phone slowly from her ear and dropped it on the table. She pondered for a while and tried to see if it would be reasonable to hand over a task she had invested so much into to someone else, but she remembered that Victor was still alive, handing over to someone else could be the best option. It would save her from facing Victor and if it was done quickly, would also save her from answering questions when Carl and Eric finds out that she didn’t kill Victor and the second man.
Tarasha walked silently into the control room after taking dinner. She met Henry seating in front of one of the computers which wasn’t the main system, he was playing the gun handling game.
She walked to the main system and sat in front, she took a look at Henry.
‘Ain’t you coming out to watch the news tonight?’ she asked in a calm voice.
‘Oh! Is it time already?’ he asked as he looked at face, he turned back to the computer and checked the time. ‘Some minutes left.’
‘Yea…’ Tarasha stared at his face for a while. ‘Is there something bothering you?’
Henry stared at her for a moment. He let out a breath. It was unusual for her to ask such a question and he knew she had really noticed something wrong about him.
‘Well, nothing.’ He replied with a sigh. ‘I just feel tired, tired of everything.’
Tarasha looked away. She could feel the pain in his voice and she felt guilty for a moment for being the cause of his life’s troubles, he had been living his life in peace as a well celebrated computer guru before he met her.
‘We only have a short while and we would be done with everything,’ Tarasha said in a confident tone.
‘I’m scared of what could happen in that short while, I see nothing but a lot of blood spilling. Even I may be forced to kill,’ he said in a teary voice. He hated to admit it but he had a feeling that he might be forced to kill people in the coming days, he wouldn’t kill for anything else except to make sure Tara remains alive.
‘I was checking again what the news says about us when you came in here earlier, I realized that they already think us as devils. We would have to leave here to a far place if we want to be in peace after this mission, that’s if we all survive it.’
Henry’s word made so much meaning to Tarasha but all it meant to her and what she could feel was his hurt. Whatever people thought or wrote about her in the news did not bother her. She also felt bad knowing that it wouldn’t be easy for her to start a new life after the mission. She would have to go extra mile to protect herself from the Nefary Clan whom she was trained to be loyal to for her entire lifetime. It was only possible for her to start a new life if she leaves for a remote area which was far from civilization where she could not be traced and if she could make sure that nobody that was ever seen with her that would know her location ever gets to a city or town until her death, without that she might never be able to hide from the Nefary Clan.
There was silence for a while until Henry announced that it was time for them to watch the network news.
The newscaster had just finished reading the major headlines of the news and Tarasha already got tired of listening. There seemed to be no headline which details will be of importance to her. The only headline which could interest a little was the one that spoke about her recent clash with the Carl and Eric group and the progress of the police investigation on the case.
She took out Cole’s phone which she had used to send the message to Patricia. She saw the notification light blinking. She opened the phone and unlocked it. She clicked on the message from Patricia and read.
She made some calculations in her head for a moment, then she remembered her suspicion of the details shown on Mr Matthew’s profile. Patricia had just confirmed in her message that the details had been truly manipulated.
‘Has that man eaten tonight?’ she asked aloud, staring at Henry and then Tomi. Tomi was in charge of preparing the meals while Henry was in charge of the hostage.
Almost everyone was in the living room, the doctor, Nicholas, Tomi and Stephanie were also seated, all staring at the television screen but only paying more attention to the thoughts in their minds.
‘Yes, I served him earlier,’ Tomi answered.
‘Ermm… I wanted to ask but I was waiting for the end of the news time,’ the doctor joined in. ‘That man has been so injured already, should he be treated or just cleaned up?’
‘You don’t need to touch him, let him be the way he is.’ Tarasha replied the doctor. Her eyes met with Stephanie’s eyes as she looked away from the doctor. Her gaze lingered for a moment, she could understand the look in Stephanie’s eyes. It was an accusing look which could not be given a voice because of fright. She was however unconcerned, she turned back to the television without taking another thought of it.
Stephanie’s gaze still lingered on Tarasha’s face for a little longer. She wondered if Dave was right about her, if she was truly that cruel person Dave painted her to be. She couldn’t understand why she would not allow the doctor treat someone who had been injured so badly.
Tarasha picked up the phone and got up to her feet, she flashed another look at the TV before proceeding to the hallway with several eyes following behind.
She walked straight into the room where the hostage was kept. She saw that the floor had been cleaned but the man was still the way he was. Only his position had been changed from the front of the window to the left corner of the room.
The man looked up on hearing the door open. His mind skipped a beat as he saw that she was the one that entered. She walked straight to him and stopped in front of him. She squatted and watched as his eyes followed every of her movement. She remained like that for about twenty seconds, both of them staring into each other’s face silently.
‘I like you, you’re loyal to your paymaster,’ Tarasha began to talk after getting up. She began pacing about on a straight line in front of him, taking three steps to the right and left, each step taken slowly.
Mr Matthew stared at her as she paced about for thirty seconds, confused about what she said.
She suddenly stopped at his front again and returned to her previous squatting position.
‘I’ve got a deal for you,’ she said with a tempting look on her face. ‘I can pay you double of what she pays you if you work for me and lead me to her,’ Tarasha offered, sincerely meaning what she said. She believed that his loyalty trait could be useful for her if he agreed to join her camp.
Mr Matthew was getting more confused.’ I don’t understand what you’re talking about.’
Tarasha got up to her feet. ‘Help me get Patricia and I’ll pay you double of what she pays,’ she said and took two steps to the right.
‘How can I help you get my own daughter?’
‘Shut the f*** up man,’ she said in a harsh voice and turned sharply to him. She took out the phone from her pocket and unlocked it, she moved the phone closer to his face for him to read the reply she got from Patricia.
Mr Matthew swallowed hard as he read the message. He was greatly scared. For the first time, Patricia had denied him as her father blatantly. He felt betrayed and hurt, Patricia had used and dumped him.
He looked up at Tarasha’s face and she withdrew the phone.
‘So, tell me who she really is.’
‘She’s a journalist and I’ve been working with her for sometime now…’ the man began to pour out all he knew about Patricia.
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