ALL IN A CIRCLE Episode 9 – 16 by dy9ty7
TIME: 8:30AM
VENUE: OPPOSITE THE ENGINEERING
DEPARTMENT BUILDING.
A female body was lying by the tarred road
that linked the school
gate to the other parts of the university. Tens
of students were
standing by the dead body with pity. Traces of
blood were visible from
her pink top and black jean trouser.
“I know this girl now.” A guy said.
“Shut up jor. Which girl do you know? You
just like setting pace
in your family sha. Don’t tell me you want to
be the first person to be
arrested by the police in your family.” The girl
beside him cut him
short.
“She was the one who screamed at Desmond’s
party when she saw a
dead body killed by some cultists.” The guy
said.
“I say shut up. Were you there when the cultist
killed the girl.
How sure are you that the girl was killed by
the cultist? Kunle, you are
still in 200L for crying out loud, you are two
years away from becoming
a graduate. Don’t spend that two years in
prison o. Lets go.” The girl
said holding him by the hand and dragging
him away from the scene.
“I saw the guy who killed the girl at the
party…..”
“Kunle! Are you mad?” She asked.
“Okay o. I’ve heard you.” He said giving up.
The two of them continued walking towards
the school gate leaving other
onlookers and sympathisers behind.
Just then a group of four girl ran to the scene
wailing.
“Oh my God! Daaaaaaayyyyyooooo!” Chioma
screamed immediately she got
to where Dayo’s dead body laid. She threw
herself to the ground and
laid beside her wailing. The other three joined.
“Dayo! Please don’t leave us now. We are
three weeks away from our
last paper. Dayo please. We’ve gone far
enough for you to die now.
Dayoooo.” Tola cried.
The third girl, Dolapo just stood still trying to
relate the scene
before her.
“Noooooooooooooooo!” Dolapo screamed and
fainted. Everyone left
what they were doing and ran to Dolapo’s aid.
The reason behind Dolapo’s reaction was not
far fetched. All her
life, she has always known pain, suffering and
emotional distress. At
the age of sixteen she lost both her parent at
gunpoint when some gunmen
attacked their home one night. Few months
later, her father’s family
members sent her out of the house accussing
her of witchcraft and she
had nowhere else to go except Dayo’s house,
being her bestfriend. Dayo’s
parent accepted her like their own daughter
and treated her just the
way her late parents used to treat her. They
both gained admission the
same time, all financed by her foster parents
(Dayo’s parents). How will
her life be now that her friend whom she refer
to as her sister is dead.
Dayo is the only child of her parents who at
this stage are waiting to
see Dayo graduate and get married to her
long term boyfriend who works
in an oil producing company.
When she was eventually revived, she started
her own version of
wailing.
“Dayo! wait for me, I must die with you.
What’s the essence of life
without you? What does the future hold for
me. Dayyyyoooooo!
Nooooooooo.” She screamed and
sympathisers tried to pacify her including
her two friends who were previously wailing
too.
Just then the school’s security convoy drove
to the scene and students
fled for their lives.
“Move back all of you.” A man in their usual
navy blue uniform
barked at the students.
Chioma succeeded in carrying her small
statured friend, Dolapo away
from the scene. Few minutes later, the men of
the Nigeria’s police force
arrived with an ambulance.
“Welcome Inspectore Clement.” The leader of
the school’s security
team said immediately Clement got down from
his own car with Mike.
“When did this happen?” Clement asked.
“I guess it happened overnight.” The man
replied.
“Wait o! Is this not the girl that came to give
us some helpful
information concerning her friend, Hadiza’s
death?” Clement asked no one
in particular.
“She was the one sir.” Mike replied.
Clement kept quiet for a few seconds looking
into space. He inhaled
deeply just then he realised he’s been
shedding tears.
Episode 10
IME: 9:05AM
VENUE: OPPOSITE THE ENGINEERING
DEPARTMENT BUILDING.
Gradually, the crowds started dispersing after
the policemen had
successfully transfered Dayo’s corpse to the
school’s teaching hospital.
“Chioma, what is there for me to do in this
life? Chioma answer me
nau.” Dolapo wailed as the three friends were
trekking back to their
hostel.
“Dolapo, you have to be strong. Afterall, Dayo
is our friend to
but our wailing won’t bring her back. I know
how close you two are and
the relationship that you’ve built but God
knows the best and I know
whosoever that did this won’t go unpunished.”
Chioma replied in a shaky
voice as she tried to hold back the tears that
threatened to spill.
Just then a cream couloured Toyota Camry
parked beside them.
“Hello ladies.” Inspector Clement greeted.
“Hello.” Chioma replied rudely.
“I understand what just happened to you guys
but I think I can be
of help in a situation like this. Let me give you
a ride back to your
hostel.” Clement offered.
“We appreciate your kind gesture, but our
hostel is only a
stone throw from here.” Chioma replied.
“If that is the case lets go there together. Am
the officer in
charge of your late friends’ case.” Clement
introduced officially.
“No problems.” Chioma replied still holding
Dolapo firmly like
she’ll fall if left to walk on her own. That
moment Chioma is her pillar
of support, how enemies become friends
during trying periods. The two
of them never seem to agree on the same
thing but the friendship cord is
still there waxing.
+++++Inside their room+++++
Chioma offered Clement a seat just outside
their room very close to
the door on the corridor.
“Am sorry my friends won’t be able to talk to
you. We are all not
feeling too well, am forcing myself to talk to
you.” Chioma said as soon
as she sat down opposite their guest.
“Tell me the things I need to know about
Dayo.” Clement requested.
“She was my friend and we’ve been living
together from the time we
gained admission. Everyone of us here met
while we were in the secondary
school. Late Hadiza has lived all her life here
in the south-west even
though she is from the north, I met her when I
came for holidays in my
aunty who live in Lagos. I had my holiday
lesson in her school. Dolapo,
Tolani and the late Oladayo all attended the
same secondary school. And
the two schools are neighbours.” Chioma
replied.
Clement jotted somethings down.
“Tell me, when was the last time you girls had
a misunderstanding?”
“We have misunderstandings alot but it is
bound to happen between
friends. We can’t reason alike you know?” She
paused.
Clement nodded urging her to continue.
“The last misunderstanding we had was on the
day whe Hadiza was
killed. Hadiza accused Tola of misplacing her
eye pencil. Girl’s fight
sha. You understand what I mean, don’t you?”
Clement nodded.
“No matter the misunderstanding, the last
thing on our minds is
getting one another killed. We don’t have such
minds.” Chioma added.
“I didn’t say that. Do you have a boyfriend?”
Clement asked.
“Yes, I do.” She replied.
“What about Hadiza and Dayo?” He asked.
“Dayo is engaged to a guy who works in an oil
company, he do visit her here when he is in
town.”
“What’s his name?” Clement asked.
“Emmanuel.” She replied.
“What of Hadiza?” He asked.
Just then his phone vibrated. It was a text
message from Sergeatn Mike.
It reads,
Sir, with the help of the school security, I was
able to nab the guy whon Dayo said took
Hadiza outside before she found her dead. He
is our number one suspect. We need you here
asap!
Clement smiled.
“I gotta run now. I’ll be back later.” Clement
said standing up.
“See you later then.” Chioma replied.
“Your number please, so I can tell you when
I’ll be coming.” He requested. Chioma typed
her number on his cell phone.
“My regards to Dolapo and Tolani. You girls
have to be strong.”
With this he left hurriedly.
Episode 11
TIME: 7AM
VENUE: INSPECTOR CLEMENT’S RESIDENCE.
Rachel walked out of the kitchen in her pink
coloured night robes
with her apron tied over it and her white and
pink slippers. She walked
into the living room where there were litters on
the three seater sofa.
The sitting room is a very coulourful one
painted in brown and milky
white colour. The curtains that hung on the
window and the doorway was a
combination of the milky colour and brown
patches. The chairs were made
of brown leather and the pillows milky white.
A 42-inches television hung perfectly to the
wall opposite the three
seater and the dinning area which stood right
behind the three seater. A
glass cabinet stood below the television set
on which a dvd stood. Two
sound speakers stood beside the glass cabinet
nad two others at the far
corner of the spacious living room.
A flower vase stood on the table as well as on
the cabinet beside the
dvd and on the floor beside the two speakers.
Just then Clement emerged from within one of
the rooms, already
dressed in a black t-shirt and a black trouser.
He had his small bag
with him, in which he put his laptop.
“Darling, are you leaving already?” Rachel
asked.
“Yeah. The issue at hand requires me to be at
the office before
eight.” Clement replied.
“Will you at least have your breakfast? It is
almost done.” Rachel
who was heavily pregnant asked.
“I wish I could but right now. I have to run.”
He replied dropping
his bag. He unzipped it and started packing
the papers which litered
the three seater chair and kept them inside
the bag.
“See you later in the evening.” He said as he
walked up to her and
kissed her.
“Bye sweety.” She said to him as he opened
the front door and
slipped out of the house.
She walked back into the kitchen to finish up
with the cooking out of
which she will only eat a little before seeting
out to her boutique .
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VENUE: THE UNIVERSITY’S GIRL’S HOSTEL.
TIME: 7:30AM.
All packed and set. Tola zipped up her
travelling bag and lifted it to
her shoulder.
“Hey girls. Am set. Lets get out of here.” She
called her friends.
Dolapo and Chioma came in with their
respective portable travelling
bags.
“Lets go.” Tola said unlocking the door.
“Wait. Lets say our prayers.” Chioma said.
The other two girls dropped their bags and
held hands to form a circle
and Chioma started praying.
“Heavenly father we bless your name because
you are the alpha and
the omega. The king of kings and the lord of
lords…….” She began and her friends were
saying amen to the prayers.
“I pray you grant eternal rest to our dear
sisters, Hadiza and Dayo.”
She got no replies and she was forced to open
her eyes. She saw her two friends crying
again. Knowing there is little to what she can
do, she decided to end the prayer.
“I pray you be with us and our families. And
quick justice is what we crave for. Thank you
because you have answered our prayers. In
Jesus name we prayed.” She concluded.
She embraced Tola and whispered words of
assurance to her before walking over to
Dolapo.
Just then her phone rang.
“Hello sir.” She said on picking the call.
“Am in school. Okay, I’ll be expecting you.”
She replied before ending the call.
She dropped the bombshell.
“Inspector Clement is coming over to see me.
So I won’t be leaving with you guys.” She said.
“No one is leaving then Abi?” Tola said
referring her question Dolapo who could only
nod in approval.
They all sat down awaiting the arrival of
Inspector Clement.
Episode 12
TIME: 9AM.
VENUE: KHAL ABDUL REBEL CORPORATION
BUILDING.
Hakym walked into the cell where Detective
Okoro was being held early
in the morning. Okoro opened his eyes
immediately he noticed someone’s
presence in his cell.
“Who are you?” Okoro asked.
Hakym kicked him hard in the face thereby
causing him to fall down and
roll on the floor. He was bounded with a rope
and had bruises all over
his body. Hakym squatted beside him and
puffed smoke of cigaret on his
face.
Okoro coughed as he tried to prevent
percieving the odour.
“Do you know how long you’ve been here?”
Hakym asked.
Okoro kept mute.
“You’ve been here for over three days and you
are not co-operating
with us. Tell us all we need to know and you’ll
become a free man once
again with compensations.” Hakym adviced.
“I don’t need your compensation here. As a
matter of fact, I
don’t see myself getting out of here but
believe me. You’ll get your
as5 kicked by the police.” Okoro replied
spatting on Hakym thereby
provoking Hakym’s anger.
“I’ll be back for you.” Hakym said immediately
he recieved a message
summoning his presence inside the great hall
where Maleek sits and
deliberate with his top officials.
++++Inside the great hall+++++
The walls of the hall was painted red and a
big throne stood in the
middle of the hall with nothing less than
fifteen chairs arranged around
it. Eight out of the fifteen chairs were already
occupied by men who
had their head bent. Just then the door
opened and another man walked in
with a mask. His name was inscribed on his
attire, ‘Hakym.’
“Welcome, you men of the Khabal. The time is
now to let the
government know what’s going on. The
government is our sponsor but it is
high time to attack one of them. Our next
target is the deputy governor
of the state we are in now. Ten men should be
enough.” Abdul Maleek
explained without mincing words.
“Long live Abdul the great.” The men who sat
around his chair
hailed.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Ngozi woke up with a start, she has been in
coma for two days now.
“Thank God you are awake now.” The
policeman sitting on the bedside chair said.
“How are you Thomas?” Ngozi asked.
“Thank God you still remember my name.”
Thomas said smiling.
Ngozi smiled too, trying to remember some
things.
“Okoro. Where is he?” She asked.
“Who is Okoro?” Thomas asked.
Thomas had no idea who Okoro is. Reason
being that Okoro was an officer from the
headquarters while Thomas is a full time Area
F officer who has never met Okoro before.
“I believe he is fine.” Thomas replied trying to
calm her down. He thought Ngozi and Okoro
are lovers and that’s the reason why she
asked after him immediately she woke up. And
to avoid any more problems, he had to tell her
he is fine.
“I have to go. Where’s my gun?” Ngozi asked
standing up.
“Where are you going?”
“Back to the field.” She replied.
Episode 13
TIME: 10AM
VENUE: THE UNIVERSITY’S GIRL’S HOSTEL.
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Clement drove into the less spacious compund
which shows a typical
environment occupied by students. Even
though the concrete floor was
clean to some extent, litters were all over the
place. A few rooms
downstairs were locked, meaning the
occupants have either ran away from
school or taken cover somewhere. He
proceeded to the stairs and ascended
to the second floor. He knocked on the door of
room 16A.
“Yes, am coming.” A female voice replied.
The door opened and a beautiful girl of about
twenty one opened the
door. She smiled at Clement.
“Is Chioma in?” He asked.
“Yes.” The lady replied opening the door
wider.
Clement stepped into the room which was
painted pink and white with
three matresses placed around the room.
Dolapao was lying down on one
of the matresses while Tola was seated behind
the only reading table in
the room pressing her phone. Chioma walked
in from within the inner
room.
“Welcome sir.” She greeted their visitor.
“Thank you. How you today?”
“Am fine. Dolapo, Tola, Darasimi, this is
Inspector Clement.” She
introduced formally.
“You are welcome sir.” Darasimi replied while
Tola was shaking
her
head to the music being played through the
headset connected to her
laptop. Dolapo only smiled sadly.
“Toooooolaaaa!” Chioma called.
“Yes!” She replied with a start.
“This is Inspector Clement.”
“Welcome sir.” She said smiling before
slipping the headset back
to her ears.
“Can we talk here?” He asked.
“Yes but…..” Chioma looked at Dolapo’s pale
figure lying on the
bed.
“Okay.” Clement replied as if he knew what
she was try to pass
accross but his gentleman’s instinct told him,
Dolapo doesn’t want
Dayo’s death to be mentioned in her presense.
“Let’s go outside.” Chioma said rising up and
picking two plastic
chairs from the inner room.
Clement walked outside to wait for her on the
corridor where they last
had their conversation.
“How far have you gone in your
investigation?” Chioma asked.
“We are almost done with the investigation
but you girl’s
cooperation will take us closer to the end. I
appreciate your personal
contribution but your friends are not helping
matters. If we can get
information from them, I believe it’ll take us a
step further. By the
way, who is that new girl?”
“Darasimi. She is a friend.” Chioma replied.
“She has always lived here with you girls or
what?”
“She came over this morning to console
Dolapo.” She replied.
“Are you girls that close?”
“Not really but she is and engineering student
who lived in the
same hostel with late Hadiza’s boyfriend.”
Chioma explained.
“Have you seen Hadiza’s boyfriend lately?” He
asked.
“No. He is probably mourning over her death.”
She replied.
“He must be heartbroken by now.” He said
sympathetically.
Darasimi walked out of the room dresses in a
blue t-shirt and a black jean trouser.
“Where are you going?” Chioma asked.
“I need to pick some things in my room.” She
replied looking tensed.
“When are you coming back?” Chioma asked.
“I’ll come back later in the evening.” She
replied.
“Okay. Bye.” Chioma said.
“Take care. Bye sir.” She said to Clement who
replied her by nodding his head.
Darasimi walked along the corridor until she
got to the end where she took the turning the
the right and descended the staircase.
“Mike, a girl will come out of the gate now.
Monitor her movement, report strange things
to me directly and send pictures of people she
converse with to me on whatsapp. Copy that?”
Clement instructed.
Chioma was looking at the police officer
before her in a way that clearly showed her
displeasure.
“Its nothing serious. Am just suspecting her.”
He said assuringly.
“Hope she won’t be arrested sha?” She asked
with concern written all over her face.
“Not at all. She will only lead us to our
suspect.” He replied throwing her into more
confusion but she decided not to probe
further.
Episode 14
TIME: 11AM
VENUE: SANDRA OSELU’S RESIDENCE.
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Sandra walked into her living room which was
painted sky blue. The
curtains that stood on the window and the
doorways is a combination on
sky blue and white and a rug of skyblue
covered the floor. The couches
are suede black made by a popular furniture
company in italy. Opposite
the two seater couch stood a television set
hung to the wall and a HD
kodak camera layed on the table.
Barrister Benson was seated flipping through
the pages of a beauty
magazine with a bottle of Ciroc and a glass
cup on the stool before him.
“Sorry for the delay. I’ve been making some
calls.” Sandra
apologised as she walked in in a short flaying
skirt that stopped above
her knee, and a tank top that showed a large
amount of her cleavage.
“What do you think o this company?” She
asked.
“It is good but you know their offer is not up
to our
standard.They are not ready to pay sign on
fees neither are there any
chances of renewing the contract once this
one expires. The only thing
that excited me is the fact that they’ll give
both the model and her
agent/lawyer a car.” Benson explained.
“Will the car be every year?” Sandra asked.
“No. Just once.” Benson replied.
“Its better we let this one pass. Moreso, our
current contract with
Levis&Paige is an interesting one.”
“Yeah. They’ll come back with a beeter offer if
they realise our
worth.” Benson added.
“I’ll be back.” Sandra said exiting the living
room.
Benson who has been having a hard time
coping with Sandra’s presence,
her exposed laps are not helping matters
neither is her exposed
cleavege. She made it worse by sitting down
very close to him. He often
found his eyes wandering to those exposed
part of her body.
Janet walked into the room carrying a basket
full of clothes.
“Hello sir.” She greeted for the upteenth time.
“Hey”
“My name is Janet.”
“The maid?” He asked.
“Yeah.”
Janet is beautiful on her own part. She should
be contented with the
level of her beauty, she is not rich and she has
no class.
“You are handsome.” She complimented
walking towards him in a seductive manner.
“Thank you.” Benson replied without battling
an eyelid.
“Am single though. You may want to try me
out. This is my pin.” She said dropping a
piece of paper on his laps.
“Thank you but am not interested.”
“I know you won’t be. You are interested in
Madam S.”
“Your headache.” He said spitefully.
“Let’s see whose headache it is.” She said
before carrying her basket of clothes and
walked out of the living room.
“Hello sir. I did it, yes he refused. The game is
on.” She whispered to someone on phone.
–to be continued–
This update is short and I know it. But the
next update comes up after 12noon. Thanks
for your understanding.
Episode 15
TIME: 10AM
VENUE: HARMONY LODGE.
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Darasimi alighted from a campus shuttle at a
junction popularly known
as Harmony. The street was named harmony
because of a house built for
student’s of the university for rentage. The
logde was known as Harmony
lodge. By the roadside at the junction stood
Harmony cool spot. A
popular bear palour and pepper soup joint
owned by Mama Harmony.
“Weldone Mama Harmony.” Darasimi greeted
the woman who owned the
cool spot and the lodge.
“Dara omo mi. Bawo ni?” (Dara my daughter.
How is everything?”
Mama Harmony asked.
“Adupe fun olorun.” (we thank God) Darasimi
replied.
She was a regular stopper at Harmony cool
spot where she normally have
her meals when she is too tired to cook. And
discount enjoyed by the
occupants of Harmony lodge is enormous. Buy
a plate of rice worth #200
and get a bottle of drink free or pepper soup.
She was an easy going girl who lived her life
in a predictable
manner. Wake up in the morning, do her
chores, get dressed and go to
school, come back home and sleep. She
doesn’t go to parties neither does
she keep friends. She had just five friends who
lived inside the school
hostel whom she occasionally visits and vice
versa.
She unlocked the black gate through the hole
bored on the iron gate.
She entered the compound which is the base
for most engineering students
of the school. Two cars were parked inside the
compund instead of the
normal three cars meaning one of the car
owner is out enjoying himself
with his car-less friends who will jump at the
opportunity of a free
ride.
A black Hyundai was one of the two cars
belonging to Adeoye(late
Hadiza’s boyfriend) also an engineering
student in his final year.
“Hey babe.” A guy popularly referred to as
Scorpion greeted her
from his room.
“Scorpy. How far na?” She replied and opened
the door into her
room downstairs.
Even though Darasimi was brought up in the
christian way. Since
gaining admission four years ago, she has
since lost some of the good
characters imbibed in her. she now behave like
every occupants of
Harmony lodge. Harmony lodge has a sharp
contrast to its name. The
compound is far from being peaceful, since
most of the boys occupying
the rooms are either cultist or influential
students of the school. So
its either they fight because of girls or they
fight to stamp authority.
On entering her room, she opened her
wardrobe and picked a packet
of noodles which she planned on eating. Her
roomate, Sade travelled home
to check on her sick mother.
She walked into the kitchen as typical of other
rooms in the whole
lodge. A room, a kitchen and a bathroom
incorporated with convinience
materials.
She began cooking and in few minutes, the
compound which seemed quiet
when she walked in was begining to bustle.
“Oya place your bets.” A guy said to the
others.
“Na five thousand I wan put o.” A familiar
voice replied.
The boys were playing their usual abnormal
gambling game and today’s
game seems not to be different. The task is
anyone who can jump into a
car through the window without having any
body contact with the car
body. The car being used was the black
Hyundai belonging to Deoye. A short statured
guy opted to do the jumping and he did it
successfully.
“Oya give him his money.” Deoye ordered
bringing out the five thousand he promised
earlier and giving it to the boy.
A two hundred level naive but rich kid who
was referred to as a common jew by the big
boys of the lodge put up a struggle with them.
“I didn’t say I want to place a bet. I just said
he can’t do the jumping.” The boy replied.
“I close my eyes now. Go bring your laptop
and give it to Samson.” Deoye ordered the boy
who ran into his room which is beside
Darasimi’s room. Samson is the guy who
jumped.
“Who dey cook for this area na?” Scorpion
asked.
“e be like sey na Sade o.” Samson replied.
“Tar! Sade don travel na. Make we go check.
Boys gats to chop na.”
The guys(numbering up to twelve) excluding
Tayo(the jew kid) who stood holding his
laptop all walked toward’s Darasimi’s room.
“Hold that lappy well o.” Deoye advised.
“Kpom kpom kpom.” Sounded the knock on
the door.
Episode 16
TIME: 10:00AM
VENUE: THE STATE’S TEACHING HOSPITAL.
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Ngozi has been sleeping for over ten hours
now. Right from when she
woke up the previous day and grown
hyperactive and dangerous. The doctor
treating her sedated her with a very strong
drug and it has been
having effects on her. She woke up twice
yesterday and all she asks for
was food and water. Same thing with this
morning and based on
calculations made by her watchman, Thomas.
He knew she’d be up in a
matter of time Maybe minutes.
Just then the door into the ward opened and
Inspector Burahimo walked
in with the CSP(Chief Supritendent of police)
of the Area F-command,
Haruna.
“Sir.” Thomas saluted the two officers
immediately they walked in.
Burahimo eased him with a wave of hand.
“How is she now?” CSP Haruna asked.
“Her condition is improving gradually all
thanks to the infatigable
doctors that we have here.” Thomas
explained.
“Have you asked the doctor when she’ll be
discharged?” Inspector
Burahimo asked.
“Actually sir….”
She coughed thereby bringing everyone’s
attention to her side. She
opened her eyes slowly afterwards.
“How you feeling now?” Haruna asked with
concern after the two
senior officials had told her to stay put and
not bother to stress
herself in greeting them.
Ngozi felt important the moment she saw CSP
Haruna inside her ward.
The Police boss is someone who believed in
himself and thinks he is
above every other policeman under his
jurisdiction. The last time Haruna
visited a policeman in the hospital was when
the state’s commisioner of
police was shot by some unknown gunmen
who attacked his church. Haruna
visiting her placed her cards high alongside
top police officials. This
shows the level at which her contribution is
appreciated.
Ngozi who could vividly remember what
happened last before she woke up
in the hospital. She was shot in the arm and
at the same time witnessed a
fellow policeman killed with a grenade bomb.
The sight was horrific and
she passed out.
++++++++++++++++++++++++
Hakym and his boys had their van parked in a
bush behind the deputy
governor’s villa just opposite his office in the
Government residential
area of the state. The big mansion which was
painted white housed the
state’s deputy governor and few of his family
members, his wife and
first son to be precise. The others are far away
in the western
countries. The mansion stood opposite the
deputy governor office as the
GRA road demacated the two buildings from
eachother.
“We all know how tight the security of this
house is and to carry
out our mission successfuly at night is very
dangerous and am sure if we
leave some stones unturned, we’ll end up
leaving this place in pieces.
So let us all pay attention to detail.” Hakym
lectured.
A man in his late twenties dressed in a blck
pullover and a black jean
trouser removed some set of papers lined
inside a brown envelope.
“This is the main gate through which the
convoy will drive in, it
is guarded by five uniformed men on the
outside and three inside. Its is
a no go area. The west entrance on the other
side leads to an
underground system which is connected to the
governor’s chamber. Ten
millitary men are on ground. I believe our best
option is to attack from a vantage position
and drop the men guarding the east entrance.
we’ll move in in mass and advance from
there.” The young man continued.
“What are our chances?” Hakym asked.
“We are between twenty to thirty percent.” The
man who was later introduced as Joe replied.
“Which means we are far from being
successful?” Hakym asked.
“Yes. And I don’t see a reason why Maleek
wanted us to attack the deputy governor. And
he refused to let Danger-kelv come here with
us.” Joe compained.
–to be continued–
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