ALL IN A CIRCLE Episode 76 – 78 by dy9ty7

ALL IN A CIRCLE Episode 76 – 78 by dy9ty7

Episode 76

It has been all crying and getting emotional
since early in the
morning. The two women have decided to put
the past behind them and face
the future. Victoria promised to stop her bad
ways and criminal
lifestyle while her mother promised to spend
more time with her and
advise her occassionally.
“The table is set.” Her mother said as she
walked into Victoria’s
room.
Victoria dropped the novel she was reading
and got down from the bed.
Sitting down on the table, she was feeling on
top of the world
because, as far as she is concerned, the last
time she ate what she
wanted was when she gained admission into
the university four years ago.
Since she dropped out, her mother has decided
to make life measerable
for her and when it comes to eating, she has
no right whatsoever to
enter the kitchen and fix something for herself.
“So, when are you calling your gang
members?” Mrs Alice Patrick
asked her daughter.
“I am thinking maybe I should go to them
personally and talk to
them. Calling them on phone is like
disregarding them. I don’t want to
work against protocol.” Victoria replied.
“So when do you intend going to them?” Alice
asked her daughter.
“I would have loved to go today, but I think
tomorrow is the right
time. Because, they will be spending the whole
of their day outside in a
guest house. I’ll go to the private residence
tomorrow.” Victoria
replied.
“That’s my girl.” Alice said smiling.
The two women continued their meal in silence
with each keeping to
her thoughts.
“What about those weapons?” Alice asked.
“I’ll do something about them.” Victoria
replied.
“Better do.” Alice said.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Rachel sat down behind chief Patrick’s desk.
She opened the drower
and brought out the photo diary she saw the
previous day. She opened,
chief Patrick’s laptop and connected in with
the scanner. She scanned
all of the photographs, most especially, the
conference where Khal corp
was being launched. She made two copies of
the conference. She printed
them out and sswitched off the laptop and
stood up to walk out of the
study.
She walked out of the study clutching the
printed photos to her
chest. She ran into Onome on the staircase.
“Where are you coming from?” Onome asked
suspiciously.
“I came to pick something.” Rachel replied.
“But I thought, you said you wanted to take
your bath and call
Uncle Clement. What are you doing here?”
Onome asked suspiciously.
“Yes, I said that, but I needed to pick up these
papers.” Rachel
replied.
“What’s in it? Do you mind showing me?”
“Its personal.” Rachel said and walked away
into her room where
she picked up her phone and dialled Clement’s
number.
“Hello sunshine.” He said on picking up.
“Hello love.” She replied.
The two lovers conversed for a few mintes
before she hung up. Even
though, Clement still didn’t tell her he was in
the hospital.
She dropped the call and made to slip out of
her nightie.
“Ouch!” She whinced in pain.
She held her tommy and laid on the bed. She
was sure, she was not yet
due for delivery but you never can tell.
“Ouch!” She screamed again, this time louder.
The pain she was
feeling in her tommy is in conjuction with the
headache she was going
through and the body pains.
“What’s the matter?” Onome asked as she ran
into the room.
“My tommy…. My tommy o.” She screamed.
“Are you due?” Onome asked.
“No.”
“Okay, let me get the doctor.” Onome said and
walked out of the
room.
Onome ran into the kitchen where her phone
was. She was scared of who to call. She can’t
call Clement because he was still in the
hospital. She can’t call Kelvin because she is
yet to see him today. And calling Chief Patrick
is a risk. The old man won’t hesitate to yell at
her and rain abuses on her.
Then she remembered the family living in the
next compound. She remembered, that the
house belonged to a doctor couple.
Immediately she ran towards the gate with the
aim of getting them to help her.

Episode 77

Viktor and his team of avengers drove into the
National stadium in a
black Toyota Prado jeep.
“Please we need direction on how we can
locate the VIP parking lot.”
The driver of the Prado asked one of the
soldiers on patrol.
“You’ll have to pay before you are allowed to
drive into the VIP
lot.” The soldier replied pointing to a gate
which was located on the
ground floor of the stadium complex.
“What if we decide to go on our legs?” Viktor
who was seated beside
the driver asked.
“You go down there, your first turning by the
left.” The soldier
said and walked away towards a group of area
boys who were fighting with
the soldiers manning the stadium gate.
Victor and two of his men got down leaving
the driver in the car. They
walked towards the cars parked at the end of
the long garrage that
connects with the vip lot. Then his plan was
successful.
He saw Kelvin dressed in his native attire
trying to fix up a
micro-chip into an explosive.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Kelvin on the other hand was waiting for the
next line of action from
the driver who drove the Range rover which
was parked at the other side
of the stadium.
He was glancing around when his face caught
a scene which made him
froze. He saw a bloodshot eye which
unmistakably belong to one of his
former colleagues, now turned enemy. Viktor
was pointing an Ak-47 at him
as he was smiling wickedly.
Kelvin was not in for a gun battle, so he made
no attempt to come
with his weapong. He knew either he allow
Viktor shoot him or he play on
his intelligence which could make him fail in
his mission and the
direct punishment for failure is death.
Kelvin awaited his death because he knew, his
gun would have been
corked so that he won’t call the attention of
the drunk soldiers who
were backing their side. He knew, he’ll release
the shot any moment and
he readied himself for escape.
Kelvin picked his explosive and ran out of his
hiding place. Half
crawling and half running towards the soldiers
while Viktor sporadically
rained bullets aimlessly. He stopped running
immediately he got behind
the targetted SUV. The sound of the gun
attracted the drunk soldier who
swung into action and went after a retreating
Viktor. Kelvin stopped
running when he got to the Vice president SUV
and he bent down and
attached the bomb very close to the fuel tank.
He walked away from the VIP parking lot as
fast as he could and joined
up with the driver inside the Range rover who
at once drove out of the
stadium.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
The neighbouring doctor whom Onome ran to
call returned with her a
few minutes later with some first aid
equipments.
“Where is she?” The man who was about fifty
years asked.
“Come with me.” Onome said holding the
man’s hand and dragging him
towards Rachel’s room.
He checked her blood pressure among other
things. While he
administered some drugs which he took along
from his chemist just inside
his compound.
“Madam, it looks like you don’t want this
baby.” The elderly man
said.
“What do you mean sir?” Rachel managed to
ask.
“You are stressing yourself too much and this
has risen your blood
pressure beyond normal. Am afraid, from
experience, you won’t be able to
deliver this baby yourself. And I will advice
you to go to your
hospital tomorrow. If you are allowed to carry
this baby till the ninth
month, there will be complications. So the
best thing they can do is to
inject you so as to speed up the delivery date
and they can perform a
ceaserian.” The elderly man said.
Rachel sighed in fright.
“But can’t we do anything to avoid a CS?” She
asked.
If there is anything that scared her, it was the
thought of being
wheeled into the theater and disected.
“Am afraid not.” The man replied.
“Thank you for coming to my rescue.” Rachel
said.
“Its my pleasure.” The elderly man said as he
began to pack his
equipments.
Despite offering him money for his service, the
old man declined and walked out of the room
led by Onome.
Rachel was thrown into deep thought as she
began thinking how she would survive a few
hours in the laboratory.

Episode 77

Viktor and his team of avengers drove into the
National stadium in a
black Toyota Prado jeep.
“Please we need direction on how we can
locate the VIP parking lot.”
The driver of the Prado asked one of the
soldiers on patrol.
“You’ll have to pay before you are allowed to
drive into the VIP
lot.” The soldier replied pointing to a gate
which was located on the
ground floor of the stadium complex.
“What if we decide to go on our legs?” Viktor
who was seated beside
the driver asked.
“You go down there, your first turning by the
left.” The soldier
said and walked away towards a group of area
boys who were fighting with
the soldiers manning the stadium gate.
Victor and two of his men got down leaving
the driver in the car. They
walked towards the cars parked at the end of
the long garrage that
connects with the vip lot. Then his plan was
successful.
He saw Kelvin dressed in his native attire
trying to fix up a
micro-chip into an explosive.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Kelvin on the other hand was waiting for the
next line of action from
the driver who drove the Range rover which
was parked at the other side
of the stadium.
He was glancing around when his face caught
a scene which made him
froze. He saw a bloodshot eye which
unmistakably belong to one of his
former colleagues, now turned enemy. Viktor
was pointing an Ak-47 at him
as he was smiling wickedly.
Kelvin was not in for a gun battle, so he made
no attempt to come
with his weapong. He knew either he allow
Viktor shoot him or he play on
his intelligence which could make him fail in
his mission and the
direct punishment for failure is death.
Kelvin awaited his death because he knew, his
gun would have been
corked so that he won’t call the attention of
the drunk soldiers who
were backing their side. He knew, he’ll release
the shot any moment and
he readied himself for escape.
Kelvin picked his explosive and ran out of his
hiding place. Half
crawling and half running towards the soldiers
while Viktor sporadically
rained bullets aimlessly. He stopped running
immediately he got behind
the targetted SUV. The sound of the gun
attracted the drunk soldier who
swung into action and went after a retreating
Viktor. Kelvin stopped
running when he got to the Vice president SUV
and he bent down and
attached the bomb very close to the fuel tank.
He walked away from the VIP parking lot as
fast as he could and joined
up with the driver inside the Range rover who
at once drove out of the
stadium.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
The neighbouring doctor whom Onome ran to
call returned with her a
few minutes later with some first aid
equipments.
“Where is she?” The man who was about fifty
years asked.
“Come with me.” Onome said holding the
man’s hand and dragging him
towards Rachel’s room.
He checked her blood pressure among other
things. While he
administered some drugs which he took along
from his chemist just inside
his compound.
“Madam, it looks like you don’t want this
baby.” The elderly man
said.
“What do you mean sir?” Rachel managed to
ask.
“You are stressing yourself too much and this
has risen your blood
pressure beyond normal. Am afraid, from
experience, you won’t be able to
deliver this baby yourself. And I will advice
you to go to your
hospital tomorrow. If you are allowed to carry
this baby till the ninth
month, there will be complications. So the
best thing they can do is to
inject you so as to speed up the delivery date
and they can perform a
ceaserian.” The elderly man said.
Rachel sighed in fright.
“But can’t we do anything to avoid a CS?” She
asked.
If there is anything that scared her, it was the
thought of being
wheeled into the theater and disected.
“Am afraid not.” The man replied.
“Thank you for coming to my rescue.” Rachel
said.
“Its my pleasure.” The elderly man said as he
began to pack his
equipments.
Despite offering him money for his service, the
old man declined and walked out of the room
led by Onome.
Rachel was thrown into deep thought as she
began thinking how she would survive a few
hours in the laboratory.

Episode 78

A black range rover pulled up beside a gas
station and the back door
opened. Kelvin alighted after giving some
instructions to the driver, he
walked into the gas station.
“Is Kennedy in?” Kelvin asked one of the
attendants.
“Yes sir.” She replied.
Kelvin made to walk into the office when the
attendant called his
attention.
“Excuse me sir.” The lady called.
Kelvin turned back and gave an askance look.
“I just want to thank you for the other day.”
The lady said.
“The other day?….. Oh! Its nothing.”
“I pray God will continue to bless you.” She
prayed.
“Amen, and you’ll be blessed too. So you can
leave this job and
start something beffiting.” He replied.
“Amen, thank you sir.” She said.
“Is Kennedy in?” He asked for the second time.
The lady nodded in the affirmative, this time
smiling. Kelvin walked
away, so many thoughts running through his
dangerous mind.
“Danger-kelv.” A man seated in an averagely
furnished office said
immediately Kelvin walked in.
“Ken Ken.” Kelvin sad as he walked towards
him and shook his hand.
“How was it?” Ken asked.
“Successful.” Kelvin replied.
“I trust you.” Ken said as he bent his head
and opened the drawer
attached to his desk.
He rose up a few seconds later and handed a
parcel to Kelvin and a
bunch of keys.
“What’s in the parcel?” Kelvin asked.
“The boy who brought it didn’t give me a clue.
Your car is parked at
the backyard.” Kennedy replied.
“Who did he say sent it?” Kelvin asked.
“Who else if not Maleek himself. Abeg open it
and lets see what
they’ve got in stock for you.”
Kelvin contemplated for a few seconds before
he tore the parcel and
saw a box. He opened the box and saw an
envelope.
He hurriedly tore the envelope and fetched a
paper which hass words
scribbled on it. It was written in French,
Arabic, Swahili, Chinese and
English.
It reads; FIND REPLACEMENT. RETURN AFTER
ONE MONTH.
He has been expecting this for almost two
months now. Even though, the
time he recieved the letter is wrong.
He smiled as he folded the paper and kept in
in his pocket. He raised
his head and smiled at Kennedy.
“What’s in there?” an anxious Ken asked.
Kelvin knew the dangers involved if he open
up to Kennedy. So he
decided to lie.
“I have been uped.”
“Its a lie.” Kennedy exclaimed smiling as he
rose up from his seat.
The two men shook hands as they were
laughing happily. Deep inside
Kelvin, he knew it was only a matter of time
when his game would be
over. While his foolish friend believed he has
been promoted to a higher
rank within the corp.
Kelvin rose up to leave after five minutes and
his host made no
attempt to see him off as it was the ethics of
the corp. It was stated
that, when you are visited by a member in the
corp, you shouldn’t bother
to see him off because it may be a ploy by the
corp to get you off
their record book.
“Kelvin picked his car where it was parked and
drove out of the gas
station but not after giving some amount of
money to the female
attendant who showered blessings on him.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++

Now rest assured that his life is no longer or
in little danger.
Instead of driving down home, he opted to pay
a suprise visit to the
hospital where his brother was admitted.
He drove into the Lagos atate University and
proceeded to the
University’s teaching hospital.
“Good morning bro.” He greeted Clement
immediately he walked in.
Clement was seated on the bed and Ngozi on
the only available chair.
“Hey Kelv. How do you do?” Clement asked.
“Am good and I don’t think I need to ask you
how you are doing, cos I
can see you are good.” Kelvin said and
Clement bursted into laughter,
as well as Ngozi.
“What brings you here?” Clement asked.
“You, you you and you.” Kelvin replied.
Ngozi cleared her troath to gain a little
attention. Kelvin ignored
her still.
“Are you saying I am invinsible or what?”
Ngozi asked facing Kelvin.
“Its like you are wearing an invisible cloak.”
He replied.
“Invisible cloak ko, socerers stone ni.” She
replied laughing.
“Anyways, how is Tobiloba?” Kelvin asked.
“He is good, he promised to be here today.”
She replied.
“I need where to sit.” Kelvin announced.
“As you can see, there is no way you are
sitting down today. You
can sit on my laps instead.” She replied.
Kelvin smiled knowingly as he walked out of
the ward. He returned a
few minutes later with a chair.
“Bad boy where did you see this?” Clement
asked.
“I picked one of the visitor’s chairs at the
recepetion.” He
replied.
All the while Ngozi was laughing because she
seemed to be enjoying the
two brother’s company. One a clown and the
other a serious fellow.
The door into the ward opened an a nurse
walked in angrily.
“Uncle someone needs to sit downstairs.” She
said.
Kelvin looked at his brother who had a blank
expression then Ngozi who
nodded at him to do his job.
“Tell that person to remain on his feet while
am here. You can
come and take your chair when I leave.” He
replied.
Ngozi bursted into laughter, even the nurse
couldn’t help. She
smiled too.
“Is the person a patient or a visitor like me?”
He asked.
“A patient.” She replied.
“Get him a stretcher and lay him on it. So
when you are ready to
work on him, you can wheel him into his
ward.” He replied.
“Uncle, I am not here to joke or something. I
am on duty, please
give me the chair.” The nurse said, this time
raising her voice.
“Can I ask you a question?” He waited for no
reply before he
proceeded with his question.
“If the president of this nation comes visiting
a sick governor of
this state. Will you let his entourage stand or
sit. And we all know
the visiting team will include the vice
president and even the president
of the senate?” He asked.
The nurse looked at Kelvin for a while before
she hissed and walked
out of the ward.
“Mad boy.” Clement said in a long time.
“Sick brother.” Kelvin replied.
“Your father’s house is calling you. Its high
time you left before
you do another thing that will make them send
you out.” Clement said
with a straight face.
“Like this is your father’s house?”
The door into the ward opened for the third
time in three minutes and a doctor walked in.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Victoria was sitted in her room doing only God
knows what on her tablet when her phone
rang.
She picked up the phone and checked the
caller, the name was unlisted.
“Hello.” She said.
“Vicky. Its me Prof.” The caller said.
“Hey prof, the big prof, the killer prof. How
body?” She asked.
“Body dey under cloth my sister. What is it
that I am hearing about you?” Prof asked.
“What did you hear about me?”
“Your friend said you wanted out of the group
for reasons best known to you alone. Why is
that? Do you realise that you are a founding
member of this group?” Prof asked.
“Prof, you know what? I’ll be at the house
tomorrow, we’ll sort it out.”
“Better.” He said and hung up.
Victoria shook her head. Friends are not to be
trusted. Imagine her best friend and confidant
within the group whom she explained things
to with the promise of keeping her mouth shut
went on to open to a member of the group.
Not just any member, but the boss himself.
How she intend playing this is an impossible
mission. Prof would hear none of what she
has to say even though it is not like she
wanted to leave the group but all she intend
doing was lay low for a while, then swing into
action when she secure her own apartment.
But right now, she is at crossroads.

ALL IN A CIRCLE
#OpraDre

–to be continued–

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