victoria baby will down them all..
KelVic badder dan Tony Montana

D9yt ezigbo aloba m u udate wella today,but abeg feed me more

hope ha mum will understand this time o... I'm sure Matilda n Victoria will take dem down n the two will surely b best of friends after the encounter

d9ty7 great updates I'll give u to January 30th to complete this piece I'm very sure this piece is far from being completed

Mehn I'm loving the action
This Matilda....
Vicky...those guys wan kill her because she leave dem...

Na was

Oga D9ty7 you dey rock this story mehn

Patiently waiting for the action at Vicky's house.


D9ty7, you are just too much.

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The guy who was trying to break the kitchen door succeeded in opening it and he carefully walked in. Mere looking at him as he expertly manouvered his way towards the dinning area, one would think he had lived all his life in the apartment to the extent that he could walk without colling with anything in the dark.
He walked into the living room, after which he unlocked the front door from withing, he slid itopen and Rahmon walked in with three other guys, fully armed and mean looking.
"Where is she?" Rahmon asked.
"She was here by the time I was breaking the door. I guess she has gone into hiding." The guy who broke into the house through the kitchen door replied.
"But she possibly can't be outside this compound?" Rahmon asked.
"Not at all. There are only two ways into the house, this and the kitchen door."
"You and you, go into that room and bring whoever you find her to me, you, go into the second room and bring whoever you find. You, go upstairs and check if anybody is there." Rahmon instructed as he sat down on one of the couches.
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Matilda successfully scaled through the fence and crept slowly towards the kitchen door which by now was opened. She carefully walked into the kitchen with the aid of her pin-flashlight. She hid behind the tall refrigerator inside the dinning area and watched on from there. With the aid of the bright moonlight in the sky, the little illumination in the living room made it possible for her to make out the outline of a man sitting on a couch.
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Victoria was hiding behind her opened door by the time the guy asked to fetch her out came in. With little or no stress, she dragged him suddenly from the back, rested his head on her chest and squeezed life out of him. She carefully placed him on the bed and covered him with the duvet, she returned to the back of the door awaiting the next person to walk into the room. A little while later, she could hear the sound of another guy coming towards her room, she stayed put and allowed him walk towards her bed where his dead colleague was, thinking it was Victoria.
"1 2 3 go." She said as she flung herself from where she was hiding against the guy, but by sheer luck, she missed him as she collided with the standing fan beside the bed.
Luckily for her she grabbed the fan before it could reach the ground and she used it to her advantage by hitting the man with it, but it was ineffective, considering the weight of the fan.
The man who had fellen on the bed removed his gun and tried corking it, but Victoria was already lying on him and struggling to get the weapon off him, she could feel something stiring in the man's groin and she knew what it was. She distracted him by grabbing his member through the trouser and pulled in violently, but it seemed not to be working to her advantage, the guy was already trying to removed another weapon but Victoria had placed her gun close to his stomach.
"God, I don't want to do this." An off she pulled the trigger. The gun went off even though the close proximity between the tip of the pistol and the target reduced the sound of the gun, but someone in the living room or even outside the gate would hear the sound.
She quickly picked up her gun and and went into hiding, just when she heard that familiar voice.
"Vv, I salute your bravery. You already killed two of my men, but in the best of your interest, reveal yourself now or I kill your mother."
It was Rahmon's voice. Even though she didn't know much about him, she knew he was a very dangerous man who won't stop at nothing except he achieved him aim. And another thing is, he doesn't repeat himself.
It would be very stupid of her to let him have her mother. She knew that for whatever reason Rahmon was here, it has to do with her and her alone. Bringing her mother into this will be disastrous because not only will he kill her(mother), he'll kill her(Vicky) too.
Victoria walked out of her room towards the living room and just then, the light flickered on. Rahmon was on his feet, his right leg on her mother's tommy.
"Rahmon, stop it. You have no business with her." She screamed at him.
Rahmon smiled and dropped his leg.
"What do you want from me?" Victoria asked. Even though she was scared, she was not going to show it. Her worst nightmare was Rahmon.
"Vv, why are you after me? Is it because you knew I am always afraid to come against you, you now want to take that to your advantage?" He asked.
Realising what he was talking about, she said;
"Rahmon, I am not after you. I didn't accept the offer. I can never come up against you. Moreso, I no longer do that kind of job."
Rahmon laughed again, but this time he had reached his limit, he eye had turned red.
"What's this?" He flashed her phone to her face.
She forgot to take her phone with her when she left the living room and he had seen the bank alert notifying her of Sandra's payment.
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Battleline... Vicky vs Rahmon

Matilda sure will taste her first action against rahmon tonight n it's going to b sweet I'm sure

d9ty7 always doing what he knows best... keep d flag flying high

--continuation--
"You know you could have collected more than this from Sandra. Maybe five million or more. This is too small for you to come after Rahmon, the great." He said kicking her mother.
She wanted to attack him that moment, but she knew she can't take four men out at a time.
"Aaaaah! Remove it and try it on me." Rahmon said mockingly.
Victoria reluctantly removed the two pistols she had on her and dropped them on th table.
"On your knees." He commanded.
She silently went on her knees and looked at Rahmon with hatred that could kill.
But could this be payback time? She had been killing to make money for three years now and just today that she vowed never to kill again, she was being threatened with death. And death himself was standing before her. 'The great Rahmon.'
But if God really wanted to pay her back, the time shouldn't be now. She was three years into the system while Don and Rahmon collectively are over a decade into the system.
She could remember the number of families she had killed just for fun because she has been paid. She could remember how the wives begged not to get their husbands killed, how the children begged not to get their fathers killed. How everyone begged her.
"Aunty please don't kill our daddy. He has not paid our school fees." A little girl of about five years old begged.
With one swift movement, she aimed the gun at the little girl and pulled the trigger. Subsequently, she pulled the trigger on every member of the family present, thereby wiping out a family of five at once.
The voices came haunting her as she covered her ears with her hand and wept.
"Vicky, I am killing your mother and nothing will happen." Rahmon said.
"No no, Rahmon. You can't kill her, she has no business with you. Remember, I do." She said with tears in her eyes.
Rahmon laughed so hard that his men joined him in laughter.
"You killed two of my men. You'll pay, and you'll die." He said.
She looked as his men smiled away. On a good day, none of his men could look at her in the face, no to talk of attacking her. Even Rahmon will only attack her just to keep his pride. As much as she feared him and as he admitted just now, she is his worst nightmare and vice versa.
"Guys, set to work." Rahmon said to his men who grabbed Victori at once and placed her on the three seater couch.
Her nightie was raised up to her tommy.
"Rahmon, what are you doing?" She asked weakly as the two guys manipulated her.
She was begining to blame herself for making the vow to stop being an assassin. How she wished she was still actively in the system, because it seemed the vow had weakened her and her fighting spirit.
She manged to turn her face to the side and saw Rahmon hitting her mother very hard all over her body. By now, one of the two men was already molesting her as the laughed at her misfortune.
How she wished the so called messiah would just return for the second time and save her from the hands of these men.
Just like a dream, she saw a lady cept out from behind the fridge in the dinning area with a gun in hand. She smiled happily.
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Matilda knew what she wanted to do and she had made the plans. Backup was already on the way, but she didn't want to do things alone for the fear of making mistakes.
But then the men started molesting Victoria and the backup was not yet in place. When she could take it no more, she was forced to come out of hiding.
She pulled the trigger on Rahmon who held his arm in pain and before the men molesting Victoria could wear their trousers or pick their guns, Matilda had already shot them on the head. Victoria scrambled up and hit Rahmon violently and let him fall to the ground. She quickly picked a pistol from the ones lying on the table and corked it.
A hand on her shoulder told her, she must not pull the trigger. Matilda secured his two hads with a cuff and awaited the arrival of the backup team.
A few minutes later, sirens were heard and Victoria had every reason to smile. She quickly hugged Matilda and wept on her shoulder.
"You saved my life." She whispered.
"A bloody cop that I am." Matilda replied and they both laughed. That was the phrase she used when she met her in the afternoon.

--to be continued--

Wao! *A bloody life saver cop*!!!

Hmmm is all i can say

As harmattan don dey come,i pray that the water in ur coconut no go dry up amen!more vaseline to ur elbow

Hmmmmm!!!!!!

Combining those updates with my breakfast was just like taking Asun or pepper soup with chilled drink

Hameenat94:
Hmmmmm!!!!!!

Who am I seeing? Is this really you?
Whre have you been? We missed you here sha o.

femyodsky:
Combining those updates with my breakfast was just like taking Asun or pepper soup with chilled drink

Boss!

formula89:
As harmattan don dey come,i pray that the water in ur coconut no go dry up amen!more vaseline to ur elbow

Amen o.

Onemansquad:
Hmmm is all i can say

Good morning bro.
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shankies215:
Wao! *A bloody life saver cop*!!!

Good morning.

D9ty7 mistake alert!!!

Correct dis statement:-it's supose 2 b 3yrs nd nt weeks

She was three weeks old into the system

Onemansquad:
D9ty7 mistake alert!!!

Correct dis statement:-it's supose 2 b 3yrs nd nt weeks

She was three weeks old into the system

I got it covered.

D9ty7:

I got it covered.

hehehe...u get luck,he was about to bring out his gun

My oga, you are just to good


keep it up



Thanks 4 d update

Nice one...this is really interesting.

keep going bro, but i don't see this story ending anytime soon, the end is still far o, please don't cut the story.

thanks man.

haydot95:
hehehe...u get luck,he was about to bring out his gun

hw u take knw

D9ty7, you are a badt guy! Giving me action movie in brain view. The sky is surely your starting point.

--continuation--
Dolapo woke up the next day being a saturday, she said her morning prayers and walked into the bathroom to wash her mouth. She returned a few minutes later to see Chidinma just waking up.
"Dolapo." Chidinma called.
"Good morning," Dolapo greeted as he redressed her side of the bed.
"How was your night?" Chidinma asked.
"It was good and yours?" Dolapo replied.
"Good. At least, I slept well." Chidinma said.
Then she remembered that as much as she tried to sleep well the previous night, she didn't sleep well. The worms in her stomach were enough reason for her to be sleep eluded. She would have returned to the dinning to eat her dinner after Chidinma and her mother had left, but the moment she entered the room she slept off, and by the time hunger was having its toll on her, it was around 2am in the morning, and all she could do was to grab a loaf of bread and eat with jam since the food prepared had lost its taste as a result of the cold that had descended on it.
"What do you plan doing today?" Chidinma asked after she had finished saying her prayers.
"Nothing, even though I had plans of visiting my friend in the hospital and spend some time with her." Dolapo said.
"I'll love to go with you. Hope you don't mind?" Chidinma replied.
"No I don't."
Dolapo thought about it, even though she didn't have the means to transport herself to the hospital. She will at least visit the bank to make some cash withdrawals, and from there go to the bank.
"I'll be back, let me go and greet uncle Clement before he leaves for work." Dolapo said working out of the room.
Chidinma slipped into the bathroom after she had left.
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Clement was at the dinning by the time Dolapo walked into living room.
"Dolapo, good morning." Clement greeted.
"Good morning sir." Dolapo greeted strolling accross the living room towards the dinning where Clement was helping himself with tea and bread.
"How was your night?" He asked.
"It was good sir. Is Aunty awake?" She said.
"No, she is still in bed." He replied.
Just then, Rachel mother came out from the second visitor's room.
"Good morning ma." Dolapo greeted.
She ignored her greeting and walked towards the dinning.
"Uncle, I'll see you later." She said and walked out of the room.
"Good morning grandma." Clement greeted.
"Morning my in-law." The woman replied sitting down opposite him.
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After the event of the previous night, a whole night security was provided for Victoria and her mum, as ordered by Matilda who led the police team and the ambulance away.
The living room and Victoria's room were still messy and filled with blood, the two women were led upstairs which was filled with rooms which had never been in use.
Victoria couldn't sleep all night because she knew sooner or later, she'll be arrested after thorough investigation.
There was a knock on the gate which opened a few seconds later by the police guarding them and moments later, another knock sounded on the door downstairs which was subsequently opened.
A minute later, a knock sounded on the door of the room which she was with her mother. She stood up, covered herself with a wrapper and walked towards the door.
"Good morning Auntie, sorry to disturb your sleep. You have a visitor downstairs." The policeman said.
"A visitor, who could that be?" Victoria asked.
"Come see for yourself." The policeman said and led the way downstairs.
On reaching the landing, a young lady was standing in the living room with two uniformed police officers.
"Good morning ma." Victoria greeted.
"Morning. I am Detective Ngozi, your attention is needed at the police headquarters." The lady said.
Her heart flew into her mouth. How will her attention be needed a few hours after she was molested? Can't they just left her recover from the trauma? Though she wasn't affected by the act, shhe has gone through series of hard ways, she had learnt things the difficult way, she is a strong woman. But her attention being needed could be for her to write a statement concerning the attack or being charged for something else.

--to be continued--

--continuation--
Kelvin walked out of the bathroom with a towel tied on his body, but he was not too forgetful to not to wear his singlet. Sandra was lying down peacefully in her sleep.
He carefully put on his clothes and grabbed his car keys.
"Where are you going baby?" Sandra asked.
"I am off to work." He replied.
Sandra sat up on the bed and rubbed her eyes with her palm.
"You are always going to work and you've never for once told me the kind of job you do. Maybe you are a farmer, a taxi driver or a terrorist..." She said.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" He asked raising his voice, the moment he heard her say something about being a terrorist.
"I was only joking." She said moving closer to him.
"Better don't do such jokes with me again." He said stepping aside.
"I have the right to joke with my husband. But Kelvin, tell me the job that you do. Aren't you proud of it?" She said.
He was begining to suspect her. Maybe she knew something that he was not aware of. Or her feminine instinct was giving her hints, maybe she was just joking like she said.
"I'll take you to my place of work very soon. Okay?" He said pulling her out of bed and holding her in a warm embrace.
"Is that a promise?" She asked.
"Yeah." He replied.
A few minutes later, he drove out of her compound into the busy Dolphin estate road. His heart gave a loud thud the moment he drove past Mr Ayo Okorie'ls residence, the teeming population of press men and women and the presence of security agents was enough reason to put fear in him. He knew quite alright that the residence has been invaded once as led by Sylvester, which was why Mr Ayo fled and has since been living inside Khal corp, for it to be invaded for a second time, something has to be wrong. He pulled his car up and alighted, he approached an onlooker.
"Good morning aunty." He said.
"Good morning." The lady replied.
"Please what's going on here?" He asked.
"The police invaded this house and accessed an underground from which they released over forty-five young girls who were Nigerian and citizens of other neighbouring African countries." The lady explained.
"Sister, please don't be angry o." He said.
"No problem." The lady assured.
"Do you by chance know the names of the policemen who invaded the house?" Kelvin asked.
"How am I supposed to know that? But when I listened to the news yesterday evening, a police inspector was speaking with the reporters, I think his name is Clement or something. He also said something about a female officer who detected the underground. Ngozi." The lady explained.
Unemployment is really a problem Ngieria of today. If a lady between ages, twenty three and twenty seven could be up as early as seven thirty in the morning and was watching the how things were done at a crime scene, a time when she should either be in school if she is still a student at twenty three of at work.
"Are you sure about their names?" He asked.
"I am not sure about the policeman's name, he may not be Clement, but his name starts with the letter 'C,' but the other female officer, I can never forget because my name is Ngozi too." The lady replied.
He looked at the lady intently and the way she was smiling. Did he ask for her name? Nigerian girls will always want you to know their names.
"Hope no problem Uncle?" She asked.
"No, not at all." He replied.
The lady, obviously bored with the coversation walked away to catch more interesting things. Maybe she expected him to say a different thing, maybe a can-I-take-you-out-on-a-date conversation.
He removed his tow hands from his pocket and strolled to the other side of the road where his car was parked.
Now, everything was becoming clear to him. If Clement was truely the one who led the police into the underground, then he must have been tipped off by Ngozi who discovered the underground.
He needed to speak with Ngozi as fast as possible.
He picked up his phone and dialled her number.
--to be continued--

--continuation--
As Ngozi drove out of Ajayi estate with two other police officers and Victoria at the backseat, her phone rang. She checked the caller and discovered it was an unlisted number, she decided to pick it hoping it was Tobiloba. She was the only one who slept at home the previous night and every attempt to put a call through to him were futile.
"Hello." she said.
The moment she heard Kelvin's voice, she wanted to press the 'end' button and switch off her phone but she just couldn't locate the button. After all he did to her, even if he wanted to apologise, he should have called the previous day.
"Kelvin, please don't call me again. After all you did to me, you still wanted to see me, so you can continued from where you stopped right?" She asked.
She listened for a while before she spoke again.
"You want to see me concerning my job?" She asked.
"yeah. Concerning the case you are handling, Khal corp." He said that loud enough that the other two officers could hear him.
"I'll try and fix a time for us to meet." She replied.
"Ngozi, we are almost hitting the road, if these LASTMA people catch you making call while driving, I hope you know what it means?" One of the two officers asked.
Ngozi swerved the car off the estate road and switched off the ignition.
"I'll call you when I want to see you." She said.
"Ngozi, it is very important that we meet before twelve noon. Please, carve out time to meet me." He pleaded.
"Okay, I'll still have to call you when I am ready."
He wanted to say something, but she had already hung up. Is she still feeling something for the guy? She couldn't place it, but she should have hung up the moment she heard his voice, a force heightened her curiousity up to a point that, all she wanted to do was listen to him.
Maybe she still felt something for him. But she was sure she wasn't feeling a thing for him after all he had made her go through.
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Benson just finished his morning drill as he was getting dressed for the day's work, he could percieve an odour as if something was burning. Then he remembered, he was cooking noodles before he went in to take his bath. How could he be so foolish? Under normal cricumstance, a noodle should be done under five minutes, but he remembered putting the pot of the gas stove about ten minutes ago.
Its forty-eight hours now since his wife packed out of his house. He felt empty afterwards, but there was nothing he could do. Every attempt at trying to stop her earned him more beating as she hit him on the head with one of her leather bags.
Now that she was out of his house, he needed to know the way forward, he had tried reaching her but her number wasn't connecting. But he knew she might have travelled abroad because she was a citizen of Belgium by birth.
Assuming his wife was with him, she'd be in charge of the cooking while he prepares for work, but in her absence, he was doing a whole lot of things on his own. But the most suprising aspect of her packing out was the fact that she didn't collect the forty million naira she gave him a few weeks ago to pay his blackmailers unknown to her and to upgrade his law firm.
Maybe she would be back in the near future to collect her money. By then she must have became a very rich woman who would be willing to take the case to a whole new level with him. Or could she still be in love with him? Maybe she left to get her broken heart back to one whole. It was evident from the way she cried as she left his house two days ago. As he could remember what she said before driving off.
"God, you know, it is not my wish to leave my husband's house, but this is too much for me to bear. I married him with a sincere heart but he was doing a double dealing with me. God forgive me." She had said that morning as she was getting her bags ready while he stood at the doorway looking like a fool.

END OF CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

Ghen ghen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Na now story dey sweet wella

Until later in the evening when the last set of updates for the day will drop, kip your comments coming.

adewealth027:
Ghen ghen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Na now story dey sweet wella

Don't tell me u've read three updates within three minutes? Na so you fast reach? U be kyle xy?

More ink.to your pen D9ty7