ALL IN A CIRCLE Episode 114 – 117 by dy9ty7

ALL IN A CIRCLE Episode 114

Dolapo, Tolani and other occupants of the
hostel were all standing beside their lynched
security guard while the other members of the
vigilante were performing some magic on him.
The man stirred and sneezed loudly.
“Thank you Jesus.” The girls shouted.
“Now you all can go back to your rooms.” The
eldest among the vigilante said.
One after the other, they dispersed to their
various room.
“Am not sleeping in that room tonight.” Tolani
said.
Tolani who was in Tokunbo’s room dubbing a
note as at the time when their room was
burgled and Dolapo who was in the room two
minutes before Deoye borke into the room only
left to go and call Tolani. She narrowly
escaped death, because if Deoye had met her
in the room, she’d have been killed.
They colcuded that whoever the intruder was,
he certainyl was not after their money or
laptops because as at the time Dolapo left to
call Tolani, two laptops were conspicously
lying on the bed, while three laptops were
locked up inside the wardrobes belonging to
Late Hadiza, Dayo and Chioma.
“Lets all go to my room.” Tokunbo came to
their rescue like she has always done. The
girls all went to Tokunbo’s room which housed
three girls and with their inclusion, they made
a total of five.
The last time Tolani slept in Tokunbo’s room
was on the night when Chioma was killed. It
was possible for her because Tokunbo’s
roomates were all in the library reading late
into the night.
“What is the meaning of this now?” Charity
one of Tokunbo’s roomates asked.
“what’s the matter Cha cha?” Tokunbo asked.
“How do you expect everyone of us to sleep in
this small room?” Charity asked.
“Its just for one night.” Tokunbo said.
Even though Charity was a very friendly
person, she was someone who couldn’t trade
her comfort for anything. She loved being on
her own without disturbance.
“If that is the case, we’ll leave.” Tolani who
was not a fan of begging people for help said
already moving to the door.
“You don’t need to leave. Shebi you want to
sleep ni?” Charity asked.
No one answered her question.
“You can sleep, I’ll go to Amina’s room
upstairs.” Charity said picking up her wrapper
and wearing her slippers.
“Seriously, Charity I don’t like how you behave
sometimes.” Doyin, a two hundred level
computer science student, Tokunbo’s cousin
said.
“You are making it sound like we don’t have
somewhere to sleep for the night. We have our
room, but we are just afraid to sleep in there.”
Tola said irritatedly.
“Whatever.” Charity said picking up her bible,
her phone and she tucked her laptop into he
own compartment of the wardrobe.
“As a matter of fact, we’ll just leave your room
now.” Tola said angrily as she grabbed
Dolapo’s hand and led her out of the room.
“You shouldn’t have done that now. We
should have begged her, she has a right to
talk, its their room.” Dolapo said.
“come on shut up. Is she not our friend?”
Dolapo dragged her friend and only surviving
roomate to their room even though she was
afraid herself and had the feeling that whoever
broke into their room would return in the
middle of the night.
“You girls should wait na?” Tokunbo called
after them.
“Am sorry on behalf of Charity.”
she said. The two girl smiled, not knowing
what to say.
“I’ll sleep with you guys.” She said.
A cold breeze of relief blew on Tolani and
Dolapo who quickly urshered her into their
room. But on a second thought, their fear
came rushing. Tokunbo is just like they, she is
a lady too and there is little to what she could
do to save them.
Even Chioma who was the strongest of them
all with a masculine body was killed, not to
talk of Tokunbo who was the sexiest. What can
she do?

ALL IN A CIRCLE Episode 115

Clement walked into the
police
station very early because the day
promises to be a very hectic one.
Even though, there was nothing
unusual about the surrounding
except a pick-up van which was not there
when he left the previous
night, with the inscription “The
Nigerian army.”
Every other vehicles were always
the same, belonging to his
colleagues. He walked into the large hall to
see
two men dressed in uniform seated
in the waiting room. Immediately
they sighted him, they stood up
and saluted.
Even though he was taken aback by their
actions coupled with the
fact that he was unsure of their
rank in the force, with a wave of
hand he eased them.
“Lets go to my office.” He said
seeing that they actually came to see him.
A young female police officer who
was behind the counter this smiled
at their display of professionalism.
She one day hoped she’ll be in an
enviable position such as Inspector Clement’s
or even the visiting
detective Ngozi.
“Call sergeant Mike for me.”
Clement said to the lady as he
disappeared into the hallway that
connects to his office. “Have your sits sirs.”
He said
motioning them to the two chairs
that stood opposite his desk.
“Straight to business, I am
leuitenant Harry and here with me
is Idowu. We are here on orders of the Major
General.”
“Okay. I am inspector Clement
patrick.” He said.
The two men glanced at each other
and Idowu decided to speak on.
“We have been ordered to hand over a
criminal who was caught a
few days ago to the police for
proper investigation. He shot
sporadically at the stadium few
days ago when the ruling party
were having their campaign rally.” Idowu said.
“So he was nabbed and we’ve
decided to hand him over to the
police for proper investigation.”
Harry continued.
“He has been locked up in one of the cells
here. And Major General
Oguntade wants daily report on
him.” Idowu said.
Harry who seemed to be the most
senior of the two dropped the
envelope he was hoding on the table.
Just then the door was pushed
open and Mike walked in.
He saluted the three men and he
was eased.
“That’s sergeant Mike.” Clement said.
The two soldiers shook hands with
him and he stood behind them.
“We’ll like to take our leave now.”
Harry announced.
“Thank you very much sirs.” “Its a pleasure
working hand in
hand with you.” Idowu said
shaking hands with the two
policemen as well as Harry taking
their hands in his.
Clement chipped in a joke and they all
laughed like old friends.
“Mike, walk them.” Clement said to
Mike who instantly followed the
two men out of the office.
Clement was taken aback when he
saw the picture of the man in their custody.
His curiousity got the
better of him and he switched on
his laptop when he saved the
pictures of some wanted criminals.
Alas, the man was Viktor, the man
who drove the van which brought Kelvin and
his team to the airport
complex to release a dangerous
gas in the ventilation system.
Things are turning out a lot more
easier than he expected.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Tobiloba
brought his car to a halt
in front of the police station. Ngozi
who has been keeping malice with
him since the previous night
opened the door and made to get
out. “See you later.” She muttered
without facing him.
“Should I come and pick you when
I close from work?” He asked.
“No, don’t bother. I’ll be spending
the weekend with my parents.” She said
shocking him with the
reply.
Ngozi was someone that,
whenever she is with her fiancee,
he becomes his priority. Every
other thing comes second. Now she wants to
spend the weekend
with her parents. He remembered
how he used to persuade her to at
least spend weekends with her
parents, now she wanted to go
willingly. Is anything wrong? “Baby, are you
still angry because
of what I said yesterday?” He
asked.
She ignored him and shut the car
door. He wanted to alight and run
after him, but on a second thought, he swung
the car to a reverse and
off he went.

Tolani picked up her bag and
headed for the door. The events of
the previous night kept playing in
her mind.
“Don’t you have classes today?” Tolani asked
Dolapo who was
lying on the bed still dressed in her
nightie.
“I don’t, not until 2pm. Professor
Orimade.” She replied.
“STAT right?” Tola asked. “Yeah. Last class
before exams.”
Dolapo emphasised.
Tola pushed the door knob and
walked out of the room, head high
in the air.
Exams will be starting on Monday, the exams
that’ll decide their
future, their chances of getting a
job after their youth service. Even
though, her grades have been
good, she can’t take chances of
failing the exam. She walked into the lecture
hall
quite early and sat down in the
front like she has always done. She
brought out her phone when the
population began to increase and
plugged in her earpiece. She tuned to a radio
station. And was
humming to the songs being aired.
Just then someone tapped her
from behind and handed a folded
paper to her, the guy turned back
at once and walked towards the exit. She
unfolded the paper and
saw it written boldly with a red ink, “YOU ARE
NEXT.” she looked at the retreating figure
of the guy, he wasn’t a member of
the class, she had never seen him
on campus before. She considered
going after him to ask what the
content of the paper meant. She stood up,
tucked her phone in her
bag and ran after the guy.
“Excuse me.” She called but got no
reply.
Just then the guy entered a Nissan
Amanda and the car drove off. She made a
mental note to copy the
plate number, but she had no pen
on her. She managed to cram the
number plate. Just as she tried
turning back, the lecturer whose
class they are having just drove into the
lecture complex.
She quickly walked into the hall
without turning back. Immediately
she got to her seat, she scribbled
the plate number on one of her
books, she typed it on her phone with the aim
of saving it in her
diary.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Rachel was watching film in the
living room when her ringing
phone caught her attention. She stood up and
walked into her
room to pick the call. Tak of the
delvil, lo and behold, Doctor
Rapheal was the one calling.
“Hello.” She said a little bit
frightened. “Sweetheart, I was expecting your
call throughout yesterday but I
was suprised you didn’t call. What
did your husband say?” he asked.
“Look here Raph, I don’t think
such thing will work between us, I am
married.”
“You were what yesterday?
Divorced or unhappy with your
marriage?” He asked.
“I love my husband and I am
happily married to him.” She defended weakly.
Just then Onome opened the door
and walked in.
“Give me the phone let me talk to
him.” She said to Rachel who
immediately handed the phone to her.
“Hey, I have a question for you.”
She said with a deep croacking
voice.
“Who is this? Give the phone back
to the owner.” He said rudely. “How would you
feel if your wife,
the woman you claimed to love is
sleeping with another man behind
your back?” Onome asked.
There was silence for a while
before he spoke. “Give the phone back to
Rachel.”
He said.
“I’ll definitely give the phone back
to her. But in case of next time,
don’t jump around chasing
married women. Is this how you were taught
to handle your
patients?” She asked.
Rapheal still kept mute and didn’t
say a thing.
“Mind you, do unto others what
you want them to do to you. Someone will
definitely pay you
back in your coin. Your wife will
warm the bed of another man.”
Onome continued.
“Woman, don’t rain curses on me.”
“Am not raining curses on you man. Its the
truth and its bitter. Stay
clear of Rachel or you face the
consequences.” Onome said and
hunp up.
Rachel was looking at the elderly
lady with in and total suprise. “When next he
calls, don’t pick his
call. Talk to your husband and let
him understand how you feel
about that hospital. You can
change hospital just to avoid that
useless man.” Onome advised while Rachel
continued starring at
her.

ALL IN A CIRCLE Episode 116

Tolani picked up her bag and
headed for the door. The events of
the previous night kept playing in
her mind.
“Don’t you have classes today?” Tolani asked
Dolapo who was
lying on the bed still dressed in her
nightie.
“I don’t, not until 2pm. Professor
Orimade.” She replied.
“STAT right?” Tola asked. “Yeah. Last class
before exams.”
Dolapo emphasised.
Tola pushed the door knob and
walked out of the room, head high
in the air.
Exams will be starting on Monday, the exams
that’ll decide their
future, their chances of getting a
job after their youth service. Even
though, her grades have been
good, she can’t take chances of
failing the exam. She walked into the lecture
hall
quite early and sat down in the
front like she has always done. She
brought out her phone when the
population began to increase and
plugged in her earpiece. She tuned to a radio
station. And was
humming to the songs being aired.
Just then someone tapped her
from behind and handed a folded
paper to her, the guy turned back
at once and walked towards the exit. She
unfolded the paper and
saw it written boldly with a red ink, “YOU ARE
NEXT.” she looked at the retreating figure
of the guy, he wasn’t a member of
the class, she had never seen him
on campus before. She considered
going after him to ask what the
content of the paper meant. She stood up,
tucked her phone in her
bag and ran after the guy.
“Excuse me.” She called but got no
reply.
Just then the guy entered a Nissan
Amanda and the car drove off. She made a
mental note to copy the
plate number, but she had no pen
on her. She managed to cram the
number plate. Just as she tried
turning back, the lecturer whose
class they are having just drove into the
lecture complex.
She quickly walked into the hall
without turning back. Immediately
she got to her seat, she scribbled
the plate number on one of her
books, she typed it on her phone with the aim
of saving it in her
diary.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Rachel was watching film in the
living room when her ringing
phone caught her attention. She stood up and
walked into her
room to pick the call. Tak of the
delvil, lo and behold, Doctor
Rapheal was the one calling.
“Hello.” She said a little bit
frightened. “Sweetheart, I was expecting your
call throughout yesterday but I
was suprised you didn’t call. What
did your husband say?” he asked.
“Look here Raph, I don’t think
such thing will work between us, I am
married.”
“You were what yesterday?
Divorced or unhappy with your
marriage?” He asked.
“I love my husband and I am
happily married to him.” She defended weakly.
Just then Onome opened the door
and walked in.
“Give me the phone let me talk to
him.” She said to Rachel who
immediately handed the phone to her.
“Hey, I have a question for you.”
She said with a deep croacking
voice.
“Who is this? Give the phone back
to the owner.” He said rudely. “How would you
feel if your wife,
the woman you claimed to love is
sleeping with another man behind
your back?” Onome asked.
There was silence for a while
before he spoke. “Give the phone back to
Rachel.”
He said.
“I’ll definitely give the phone back
to her. But in case of next time,
don’t jump around chasing
married women. Is this how you were taught
to handle your
patients?” She asked.
Rapheal still kept mute and didn’t
say a thing.
“Mind you, do unto others what
you want them to do to you. Someone will
definitely pay you
back in your coin. Your wife will
warm the bed of another man.”
Onome continued.
“Woman, don’t rain curses on me.”
“Am not raining curses on you man. Its the
truth and its bitter. Stay
clear of Rachel or you face the
consequences.” Onome said and
hunp up.
Rachel was looking at the elderly
lady with in and total suprise. “When next he
calls, don’t pick his
call. Talk to your husband and let
him understand how you feel
about that hospital. You can
change hospital just to avoid that
useless man.” Onome advised while Rachel
continued starring at
her.

A black mercedez benz 190E
pulled up in front of Clement’s
residence. Two men dressed in tux
suits alighted and walked towards
the gate. One of them knocked on the gate.
“Yes? Who is that?” A voice asked
from within.
The gate was opened by a young
guy who looked Igbo with a tired
look. “How may I help you?” He asked.
“Is this Inspector Clement’s
residence?” One of the two men
asked.
“Yes, and who are you?” Akpan
who still had bandage on his body asked.
“We came all the way from the
Federal security council. We need
to see him now.”
“He is not home.”
“What about his wife?” “They went together.
They’ll be
back by friday, next week.” Akpan
replied.
“In case they return next week,
please give us a call.” One of the
men said handling a complimentary card to
him with the
inscription ‘FEDERAL SECURITY
COUNCIL GARKI ABUJA.’
Akpan looked intently at the card
in his hand as if to confirm its
credibility. “We’ll like to take our leave now.”
They announced.
“Okay.” Akpan said holding the
gate,ready to shut it.
“thank you for your time.”
The two men walked out and hopped into their
car.
“What do you think?” The man on
the passenger seat asked his
colleague who was about inserting
the key into the ignition hole.
“Its a nice start. At least we just confirmed
where he lived. We’ll
keep twenty four hours watch on
them. They’ll be back by friday,
then we struck.” The man behind
the wheel explained.
He swung the car into action and drove off.
Akpan locked the gate.
“Federal security council. I have
never heard of that before. Where’s
my phone?” He muttered as he
walked into his house.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Clement
was seated in his office
with Mike and Ngozi opposite him.
“How do you suggest we handle
this case?” Clement asked.
“I think this is a very delicate and
tricky case. Viktor is the only lead we have
got, but we shouldn’t
loose our guard. Presently, the
Khal corp had no idea of Viktor’s
whereabout which I believe is a
plus for us. We should make haste
and get the needed informations from him
before the corp know,
because the moment they know he
is in cutody, they’ll try to kill him.”
“There is no mole. They won’t
know, at least for now.” Clement
assured. “Another thing is that, I believe
Ayo Okorie has something to do
with the insurgence, and the
politicians too. No one in
government is talking about it.
They are all concerned with their ambition of
selfishness. The
politicians are the sponsors.” Mike
continued.
“Mike! How sure are you?”
“You’ll see. Moreso, Ngozi, what did
you get from Mr Ayo’s residence?” Mike asked.
“Nothing. Sylvester kept
everything to himself.” Ngozi
spoke for the first time.
“I guess that was why you made
him come back with a bike?” “Revenge.” She
said still
maintaining a straight face.
Clement and Mike bursted into
laughter.
There was a sharp knock on the
door. “Come in.” Mike said.
The door knob turned and a
young constable walked into the
office.
“Your attention is needed
immediately sir.” The young officer said.
“My attention?” Clement asked.
“Yes sir. The commissioner want to
see the three of you.”
Mike shook his head at the boy’s
stupidity. At twenty one, he still doesn’t know
how to deliver multi-
recipient messages or instructions.
Clement switched off his laptop
and tidied up his office while Mike
left with the boy. Ngozi waited
behind. He raised up his head to see the
same bothered look on Ngozi’s
face just like she has been wearing
it since she resumed.
“Ngozi, is anything the matter?” He
asked. She contemplated for a while
before she concluded that Clement
could be trusted.
“We’ll talk about it later.”

ALL IN A CIRCLE Episode 117

Clement was trying to contain his
anger as the police chief spoke,
and glancing at Sylvester on his
seat, the smirk and the look on his
face further infuriated him. “But excuse me sir,
its totally
unheared of. Sylvester can’t take
charge of things, it will only change
the plans that we already have.
Even before he arrived, we are
making headways with our tactics, his arrival
boosted our morale and
speed up our tactical depth, now
that you want him to be in charge,
we’ll only have the tactics, but lack
in the aspect of man power.” Mike
explained the the Commissioner of police and
the supritendent of
police.
“Sergeant Mike, this decision was
made for the good of the country
and the police force.” The SP said.
“A decision made without Clement is null and
void.” Mike continued.
“Clement is good in tactical aspect,
he is good when it comes to the
combative aspect which is the most
integral part of this job. Am sorry,
Sylvester is good tactically because that’s
what they do in the FBI. So
how come you want to relieve
Clement of his duties?”
“No one is relieving anybody of his
duties. He’ll still be on the team.
Only the leadership will change, Sylvester will
be in charge.” The SP
continued.
“Everyone here is contented with
Clement’s performance and
personality off and on the field.
You can’t bring someone in and expect us to
take him.”
Clement looked at Ngozi who
couldn’t say a thing, maybe
because she was suprised, short of
words or wasn’t allowed to speak
in front of the bosses. Then he looked at Mike
who defended him
wonderfully. He made no mistake,
he didn’t stutter, everything
seemed perfect. As if he had done
a series of reharsals.
“Unless someone wants terrorism to continue
in this country, you
won’t relieve Clement of his duties.
If the corrupt politicians are paying
you to do this…. Am sorry things
won’t work.” He continued.
“Mike!” Clement cautioned. The Commissioner
smiled at Mike
immediately he stopped ranting.
“Sergeant Mike?” He called.
Mike lifted his face to look at him.
“Do the needful.” He said.
Mike adjusted his shirt and bounced out of
the office. Clement
could see the smirk on Sylvester’s
face.
“You, go and prepare the progress
papers, the point where the
investigations are. Get them all computed and
brief Agent
Sylvester.” The Commissioner said
to Ngozi who nodded and walked
out of the office.
Clement was now faced with his
three enemys, those who wanted to frustrate
him out of his job.
“So Clement, I believe you
understand the decision we just
took. Sylvester is a prized asset, he
wanted to leave but we don’t want
him out yet. You know he made some progress
in your absence.
Give him all the support he needed
and we want results.” The police
commissioner said.
“I’ll try my best.” Clement replied
smiling. “Okay, you can go.” The
commissioner dismissed.
Clement at once turned and
walked towards the door.
“And don’t forget to vacate your
office.” The supritendent added. Clement gave
one last look, then
he walked out.
“Don’t tell me you are vacating this
office.” Mike said angrily as Clement
packed his belongings.
Clement ignored him and kept packing his
little belongings. His
laptop and some case files.
“Ngozi, mouth this to no one. We
are tackling Viktor’s issue. We’ll do
it on our own, Sylvester should
keep searching Mr Ayo’s residence. Lets hope
he gets something out of
it, then everything sums up in the
end.” Clement said to Ngozi who
collected some paper and held
them.
“Clement, you should at least put up some
resistance. I think you
should call the state’s deputy
governor or the minister for
Defence. Let them know something
is wrong.” Mike continued.
“Mike! Forget it…” Ngozi was saying when her
phone beeped.
She brought it out and on checking
who the caller was, she hissed and
rejected the call.
Clement who knew she uses a
different ringtone for her fiancee knew he was
the one calling.
“Ngo, any problem?” He asked.
Ngozi glanced at Mike then shook
her head in the negative.

Thirty-five minutes into the lecture,
Darasimi walked into the hall. He
appearance didn’t take everybody
by suprise, they all equally avoided
her like plague. “Good morning sir.” She
greeted
the lecturer who was looking at
her totally suprised. Not everyone
can do this, she was brave and
courageous to come back to
school. “Check your time.” The professor
who was popularly referred to as
Time-keeper. He keeps up with
change in time that he’ll correct
you without glancing at the clock.
He doesn’t use a wristwatch. “Sorry sir, good
afternoon.” She
corrected herself.
“Have you been cleared?” The
professor asked in a silent whisper.
Darasimi wanted to reply but
couldn’t say a word. She opened her mouth
but no word came out.
Hot tears trickled down her cheeks.
“Go get a sit.” The professor said
patting her on the back.
Darasimi walked to the front seat
where Tolani was seated. “Good afternoon.”
She greeted
sitting beside her.
Tola opened her arms and
enveloped her in a hug.
“What did the police say? Are you
free to go?” Tola asked. Hot tears rolled down
her cheeks
as she replied. “I have been freed.”
Tola held her hand and squeezed
her hand in hers.
“Don’t think about it anymore,
thank God you are innocent.” Tola whispered.
The lecturer continued his business
for the day being the last time he’ll
be standing before them to teach.
He gave them some hints
concerning their fast approaching exams.
At the end of the lecture, he signed
out gracefully amidst applause and
chants of his nicknames which
they(the students) all said without
fear. One after the other, the students all
dispersed the lecture hall.
“Let me see the notes I have
missed.” She said collecting Tolani’s
note.
Then a girl in their department who has
continually won the most
beautiful girl concecutively from
her first year.
“Oh! Darasim, you are back. Aren’t
you?” She said.
“Yes. I am back.” “So, when are you going to
court
and prison?” She asked.
Darasimi wanted to speak, but the
fear of breaking down made her
think twice as she tried to gather
more courage in her voice. “I know its your
prayer that she
gets a jail term because you think
she is a muderer like your
boyfriend who gives human life
little or no value.” Tola said hotly.
The girl was taken aback. Even though her
boyfriend was a cultist,
he was a silent one who wouldn’t
be seen nor heard. He won’t move
with the other members of the
fraternity which has created a long
time rivalry with Deoye’s fraternity. “It remains
to be seen how long
you still have. I know you’ll be
killed very soon.” she said to Tolani
who immediately went pale, the
moment she remembered the
message she recieved at the start of the
lecture.
“Darasimi, when are you getting
her off the book?” The girl asked.
Tolani packed her books and held
Darasimi, they walked out of the
hall while the girl was still ranting. Thereby,
making a fool of herself
as the few members of the class
applauded Tola and Darsimi and
laughed at the beautiful girl’s
foolishness.
“Lets go to the library.” Darasimi suggested.
“No, I don’t want what happened
in there to repeat itself.” Tola
disagreed.
“So, what do you suggest?” She
asked. “Lets go to our room.” Tola said
dragging her out of the crowd
who were either passing side
comments or throwing jibes at
them.
+++++++ Dolapo was already dressed when
Tolani walked in with Darasimi.
“You are back?” She asked.
She wanted to say “No, I am not.”
But she thought against it.
Dolapo hugged Darasimi so tight that their
shoulders threatened to
snap off.
“Its too early to go for lectures na.
You won’t be starting until two and
professor Orimade won’t be in
class until two thirty, so why are you rushing?”
Tolani asked as she
sat down on the bed.
“In my five years stay in this
school, I never knew Orimade
awards mark for punctuality. The
class rep is always taking the names of the
first ten arrivals and
Orimade in turn give them marks
for it. Something I have continually
missed unknown to me. I have to
get his free mark before I leave this
school.” Dolapo explained. “I think Dayo used
to get the
marks. She was always the first to
get to Orimade’s classes.” Tola
pointed out.
“Yeah. You know, once you guys
are through with PRI by eleven, she moves to
STAT immediately.
Unknown to her, she was getting
marks for that.” Dolapo explained.
Tola wanted to tell her about the
message she recieved, but thought
against it. Not while Darasimi was here, she
still wasn’t conviced of
her innocence. So she couldn’t be
trusted.
“See you later girls.” Dolapo said
and walked out of the room.

Clement approached the counter
where the young female officer
was still standing.
She stood still and saluted him. He
eased her by a mere wave of hand. “You took
a criminal into a cell this
morning right?” Clement asked.
Knowing who he was referring to.
She replied. “Yes sir, cell 13B.”
“I want him moved to the hidden
cells at the back.” Clement instructed.
Just then Mike came strolling into
the waiting room.
“Have you moved him?” He asked
Clement.
“She’ll do that right about now.” Clement
replied.
The lady police picked up a bunch
of keys which has about thirt keys
and walked towards the doorway
marked “cells and holding.’
“Have you gotten anything new from
Scorpion?” Clement asked.
“He choosed not to speak with me.
Ngozi is questioning him as we
speak.” Mike replied.
“What about those cultist you
arrested at LASU?” Clement asked. “They have
been seperated. They
all swore alleigiance to the group
they belong to. And thank God,
there are just two groups.” Mike
explained.
“Deoye and …” “Yes. Deoye’s group and
another
group, their rival.” Mike added.
Clement thought for a while
tapping the top of the counter with
his fingers.
“You know what? Get two boys from outside
and get facts from the
two cult groups. You know, they
are many, trick them by calling
them into holding, one by one.”
Clement instructed.
“Okay.” “I’ll see what I can get from Viktor,
he is being moved to the hidden
cell at the back.” Clement added.
“What if Sylvester came calling. Stop
whatever you are doing and tell
him I am out of office. He musn’t know about
Viktor. Okay?”
Just then, the female officer
returned.
“How far?” Clement asked.
“Done.” She replied.
Clement strode off in the direction where the
young lady had just
come.
++++++++
Clement unlocked the cell and put
on the light to reveal a tattered and
shabby looking Viktor, tied to a chair with
wheels. The look on his
face could kill the world heavy
weight champion. But Clement is
not bothered about looks.
“Let me out of here. Its either I
achieve my aim or I die trying. Let me kill
Danger-kelv and I promise
to hand myself over to the police.”
Viktor said immediately Clement sat
down opposite him.
“Mr Viktor, you once worked for
Abdul Maleek and his crew. Tell me more
about it.”
Viktor looked at Clement with mild
suprise. “You don’t expect me to
talk so easily. Do you?” He asked.
“Look! I am not here for jokes.
Don’t make me change my mind, I may call for
the use of electric
equipment on you and you won’t
like it.” Clement threatened.
“Have I been proven guilty. You
can’t toture me unless I have been
proven guilty.” Viktor said. Clement gave a
short laugh at his
foolishness.
“You don’t need to be taken to
court before you are sentenced.
Possesion of fire arms is five years
in prison, attempted murder is fifteen years.
Now tell me, aren’t
you guilty of these two offences?”
Clement asked.
He spat at Clement and this
infuriated him. Clement rained
blows and kicks on him and by the time he
was done, Viktor was on
the floor, still tied to the chair.
Clement raisde him up and gave
him one last jab in his jaw. He
growled in pain.
Clement removed a picture from the file he
was carrying.
“Who is this?” He asked showing
him the picture.
Viktor spat out the blood in his
mouth as he strained his hurting
eyes on the picture. “Its me.” Viktor replied.
“Good. This picture was taken on
the 14th of June this year. At the
Airport trade complex, the same
day the complex was locked up.
You drove a black van with the number plate
‘XVY-33-ABJ.”
Clement said showing his the
picture of the van and the details.
“What was your mission at the
complex. You arrived at the
complex thirty minutes before the harmful gas
started taking its toll
and you left five minutes before the
gas started taking its toll. Do you
reckon your picture was taken on
that day? What was you mission at
the complex?” “I agree to the allegation that I
was
a member of the Khal corp. I am
ready to help you bring them
down provided I’ll be allowed to
kill Danger-kelv with my bare
hands and above all, granted an amnesty.” He
said.
“Give me the necessary information
first and I’ll allow you speak with
the president.” Clement said.
“Hell no. I speak with the
president, he assures me of amnesty, I’ll give
you every
information that will help you.”
Clement hit him hard accross the
face and pushed his chair to the
ground. Clement walked towards
the switch and clicked it off. He locked the
bars and left.
****
Clement took the last bend off the
dark corridor that connects the
main police building to the hidden
cells that are always dark.
He ran into Sylvester at the waiting room.
“Clem, I’ve been searching for
you.” He said.
Clement filled with hatred towards
his colleague managed to smile.
“Searching for me? Hope no problem?” He
asked.
“No problem. I have the orders to
search Mr Ayo’s residence. So, I
have decided to go with you.”
Sylvester explained.
“Didn’t you get anything useful yesterday?”
Clement asked.
“We were close to getting there but
we had to leave.” Sylvester replied.
“Oh! I see. I don’t think you should
go with me. Get yourself a detective
or a search team.” Clement said. Sylvester
clenched his fist and
looked at Clement menancingly.
“Are you telling me you are not
going?” Sylvester asked.
“I am not telling you. I am not
going, that’s it.” Clement said defiantly.
“Do you realise my position in this
station?” Sylvester asked.
“What position do you think you
hold? You are just a confused man
who is torn between two options. If you know
you love the police
job, why not apply and start from
the scratch?” Mike asked as he
walked into the room. Their voices
actually alerted him and he came
tracing where he had heard those voices.
“Mike, get back to whatever you
are doing.” Sylvester barked.
“And what if I don’t?” Mike who
was regarded as the most gentle
and aggressive policeman the station has ever
produced in years.
He jokes when he wants to, he
plays when he feel like, he laugh
when his spirits consent to it. But
on days when he choosed to be
uptight, frowny or aggressive, you’ll have
yourself to blame,
unless you don’t move close to
him.
Mike was already rolling the
sleeves of his shirt as he moved
closer to Sylvester who was unshaken but
deep down, he
knew he was no match for Mike,
not to talk of the big boss Clement.
The two of them against him is
sucidal.
The young lady behind the counter withdrew
herself and hid behind
the huge table. She wanted to
change the saying that says “when
two elephants fight, the grasses
suffers.” To escape suffering, she
decided to give them the chance to battle it
out.
Clement held Mike who was
already closing on Sylvester in the
arm.
“Be a gentleman.” Clement
cautioned. Sylvester seeing Mike can’t do
otherwise, choosed that moment
to speak out his mind.
“Why not come forward? You
coward. Now tell me why you
won’t be relieved of your duties? A man like
you is standing before
you and you can’t go close.”
Sylvester said with confidence. But
his greates mistake was loosing his
guard and sense of alertness. Mike
had already striked him low and hard in the
groin.
“Awwww!” He whinced in pain.
Then Ngozi came running as well
as the ASP who was regarded as
the Commissioner and the
Supritendent’s dog. “What the hell is going on
here?”
The ASP asked.
“Ask him.” Mike said rudely.
The ASP went to check on Sylvester
who was still groaning in pain. But
it looked like he was faking it. “Mike! Are you
out of your mind?”
Ngozi asked.
“Come on shut up and don’t talk to
me like that.” Mike said and walked
out of the waiting room.
“Get him the medics. A few pain killers will
do.” Clement said and
walked away in the manner which
Mike did.
None of them had seen Clement
this angry before. Even when he
was angry, he’ll call you and tell you a piece
of his mind. But he
resolving to physical combat
against Sylvester is a cause for
them to be concerned. It seemed
another Clement is in the building
with them. “where’s the first aid?” The ASP
asked.
“I’ll get it.” Ngozi said walking
towards the counter. She hissed on
sighting the lady hiding behind it.
Twenty minutes later, Clement recieved a text
message, as well as
Mike, summoning them to the
Commissioner of police office.
Even though, they both knew the
gravity of what they did. Mike will
be the most severely punished of the three.
Clement is just as guilty
as Sylvester, because they both
threw words at each other and
threatened to go physical. It was
Mike who took the whole issue to a
new level.

ALL IN A CIRCLE Episode 114
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