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lol @ adebayo, "when am I going to finish this??"
@ frank 3.16, I know exactly how adebayo201 feels, I was thinking the same thing myself. some of us don't have the time these days to read books/stories even in our everyday lives, talk less on NL. Just bear with us, the posts are long and we'll need time to finish and give you feedback .

Thatis it!.


@maedan, u just spoke my mind. That'z y u'r my mistress

@adebayo201
Meaden is not your mistress!!
well thats by the way, take am je je, you will finish it one day. if u are reading and complaining what about the writer. with my work and everyday problems, my brain is choking. but the end is near, very near.

@everybody thanks for being pateint with me, i never knew it was going to be this long.

frank 3.16, I think I know what adebayo201 means by "mistress" - he always calls me that, I don't know why - but I guess it's a sign of regard and not what you think .

this one you're saying "the end is near, very near "----we never said we wanted it to finish quickly, just that we can't read it as fast.

_{That is adamic nature.}
shey u dnt kno that na eye d tin go cum affect

wow this story has come a long way since I read it last. Interesting but not a happy one,

It was lunch time, so Jane felt it was better that Brenda meets her at the Bank’s Restaurant. She called Inspector Jack and informed him that Brenda was on her way; she also told him to meet her at the restaurant. Jane also sent a text to Brenda to come straight to the restaurant.
Brenda arrived a little earlier than the cops, so both girls had enough time to fill each other in on the latest development.
The cops came some minutes later; they couldn’t wait to hear what Brenda had to tell them.
“Good afternoon,” Brenda greeted them as they made themselves comfortable on the empty seats around their table. “I am aware that Jane had told you about Cain”
“Yes, but is that really true? And why didn’t you tell us the story yesterday?” Inspector Jack asked.
“I wasn’t sure of what was happening until I got the news of Adam’s murder this morning. Besides I didn’t know how to tell you about an internet killer ghost. You would think I am crazy, just like my friend here had been insinuating.”
“The story actually sounds crazy. How do we explain this to the public and relations of the deceased? They all expect a killer to be caught. The reason why I do not doubt you so much is because of the mystery behind the killings.” Jack said.
“I am confused myself Inspector. My chat with him a few minutes ago revealed that he is the killer. He said he is doing the killings because he loves me and will hurt anyone that hurts me. I begged him to stop, but he wouldn’t listen to me. Right now he said he was going to kill Michael if he does not back out from trying to date me.” Brenda said.
“Michael? The guy you told me was showing interest in you?”
“Yes?” Brenda didn’t want to tell them that their life might be in danger for even investigating her.
Before now, Inspector Jack’s best theory was that Brenda must have asked the so called Cain to do the killings for her and is just claiming innocence. Of course Cain must exist, if not, how can these murders be explained? But with this information Inspector Jack didn’t know what to think. It does no make sense that Brenda should ask Cain to also kill a guy she was obviously falling in love with.
“Is there no way you think we can get hold of this guy? There must be some way of knowing the location he is chatting from.” Officer Kennedy suggested.
“I think that will be waste of time. Cain made it clear that he is everywhere and no where. Unless you want to tell me that you have a way of catching a ghost. He might even be here with us without our knowledge.” Brenda explained to them.
Inspector Jack and Kennedy looked around them uncomfortably.
Brenda continued, “The only thing that can be done now it to stop him from killing more people.”
“And how do you expect to do that?” Jack asked.
“Honestly, I don’t know. But I will everything I can to make sure no one gets hurt again. This is more than my fragile heart can take.”
Somehow, Jack knew she was telling the truth. But for the first time since he had been a cop, he didn’t know what to do.
“Where is Michael now?” He asked.
“He is not in town, but he called me earlier today and told me that he will be coming back tomorrow.” She replied.
“What are we going to do about Michael?” Jane asked.
“I have no choice. Michael either stops coming around me or he dies.” Brenda sadly replied.
Jane pulled her seat closer to her and put her arm around her shoulder.
The cops watched them in confusion.
The rays of sadness that fumed from the two ladies weakened their will to even doubt the incredible story.

CHAPTER 11

Unknown to Allen and Nimrod, Glen had gotten himself a lady that would give him intimate satisfaction for the night since his woman wasn’t in town. Becky was a young student at Star Gate University. Her special love for money had led her to Allen four weeks ago.
Glen was comfortable with the relationship because Becky respected him and does everything he asked her to do. Glen ensures that
she does not come around except when her ask her to come.

Becky does not hesitate to come around whenever he tells her to come, just a long as he was going to give her money after the night.

Whenever his sweetheart wasn’t in town, Glen calls her to fill in the space. With Becky’s obedience, Glen didn’t have to nurse the fear of being caught.

This Wednesday evening was one of the occasions Becky’s service was needed.

She came around seven pm, seductively dressed in a very tight black pants and a white body hugged blouse that revealed almost half of her bosom.

Glen could not resist her despite the fact that his girlfriend had called him earlier in the day, telling him that she might be back that evening or the next day. The exciting thought of having Becky for the night was therefore conflicting with the though of being caught, yet he took that risk.

They were both in the bedroom when he heard noise somewhere in that sitting room. Glen immediate became alert. His fear was that his sweetheart was back. He quickly got out of bed and asked her not to come out.

“Please get under the bed if you hear me coming into the living room with someone.” Glen instructed before hurriedly leaving the bedroom. He noticed that she was scared as he closed the door behind her.

Becky knew he had a serious relationship. Her only concern was the money she gets from him, but the idea of being caught by Glen’s girl wasn’t something she thought would be a pleasant meeting.

Stories of how ladies who have been perceived by other ladies as treats to their relationships had been injured have made her to be cautious in this business.

She quickly got under the bed with her cloths. She decided she won’t come out until he comes to tell her that the coast was clear.
Glen entered the sitting room and noticed that somebody was knocking harshly on his door.

This wasn’t his girlfriend, he thought, who could be knocking on his door like this?

“Who is that?” he asked in a harsh voice.

“It’s me Allen. Open the door!” Allen shouted from outside.

“Allen? What is the problem?” Glen asked. Why would Allen visit him at this hour? He thought. Allen wasn’t a regular visitor and he never visits without informing him first, in fact Allen does not come around without his permission.

“Something came up and we really need to talk.” Allen gently said. He didn’t want Glen to suspect anything.

“Can’t it wait? I am not in the mood for any discussion.”

“I am here already; let’s talk and get it over with.” Allen hesitated and then said, “I want us to talk about Nimrod, and you know he will soon be released from the prison, we must discuss what role he should be allowed to play in the gang. I must tell you that
he has other things in mind. Do you want to talk or not?”

The Thought of Nimrod had been bothering Glen lately, especially with the knowledge that he would soon be released. Surely he would really love to talk about Nimrod.

This discussion might actually give him the opportunity to know how to take care of Nimrod when he comes out of prison.

He opened the door, and was starring at Allen who was wearing a black jeans with a dark blue T-shirt. “Hi Glen, I have got a big surprise for you.” His face betrayed nothing.

“What surprise?” Glen asked, a little confused.

“Can I come in?” Allen asked as he confidently walked into the house. Glen stepped aside for him to enter, still wondering what the surprise was.

“What do you mean by having a surprise fro me?” He asked suspiciously.

He was just about to close his door when Nimrod appeared. Nimrod’s wicked figure paralyzed him for a few seconds. Glen was both surprised and shocked.

Nimrod was the last person he expected to see, he tried to speak, but he couldn’t find his voice. He quickly looked back at Allen only to be faced with a short gun.

“Don’t move. Like I told you, we have to talk and please don’t try anything funny,” Allen said, threatening him with the gun.

“It’s been a long time my good friend,” Nimrod said as he gently walks in and shut the door behind him.

Glen was hearing nothing but the voice of the devil.

The mean devilish expression on Nimrod’s face made him want to piss on his pants.

“I have come to finish up the discussion we started a long time ago.” Nimrod continued. “What took you so long to open the door, are you with a lady? Let’s go into the bedroom, I want to be sure that he is alone.”

Glen remained silent thinking of what to do. But seeing as the gun was pointing fiercely at him, he led them into his bedroom.

Becky reminded under the bed. She was already aware that Glen wasn’t coming in alone. She could see three pairs of masculine legs come into the room from under the bed. She wondered what was going on. The room was tensed and she was really afraid for reason she does not understand. She tried to see their faces, the strangers looked like bullies.

Nimrod carelessly looked around and saw nobody, “A new habit huh? You can now stay alone in your house doing nothing by this time of the day? I guess a lot have changed since I have been away.”

“I don’t know what you want from me. It was not my fault that you went to jail. I even tried to defend you that night.” It was clear that Nimrod and Allen have serious evil intentions. He didn’t know how he would save himself, but for now the best thing he could do was to keep them talking and pray for a miracle.

“I have been rotting away in jail for the past four years. Lupe prison is not a place that I would advice you to spend just a night in. I have been staying in that hell for four years all because of you. So immediately I came out of the hell this morning, I thought of you. Time won’t allow me to tell you all what I went through in that prison. I would have loved to so that you’ll have a little idea of what is going to happen to you this evening,” Nimrod said with out displaying any emotions on his face. His eyes remained still and devilish.

“Nimrod, I never called the cops on you, neither did I try anything funny that night that you came to talk with me. We can work
things out. I mean, you can take over the gang if you want…”

“Shut up. It was because of your decision to leave the gang that I came over to your place that night. You felt you were smart and your stubbornness took me to jail” Nimrod angrily cuts in.

The gun in Allen’s hand was still aiming at Glen’s head. They made him sit down on the bed. He sat on the bed and sat helplessly from the gun to Nimrod.

Nimrod starred down at him with so much hatred. All of a sudden, he punched Glen on the jaw, then two more punches on his nose and lips. Glen’s face immediately became bloody. He dragged Glen and pushed him hard to the floor and began to kick him on the chest
and stomach.

At this moment, Glen felt both afraid and angry. He caught Nimrod’s right leg and pulled him to the floor. He quickly reached for Nimrod’s neck with both hands and squeezed it so tight.

Nimrod found himself fighting for life. The grip was unexpectedly so tight; Glen was squeezing the life out of him.
Allen watched in confusion. He was not sure if he should shoot or not.

Nimrod was choking to death.

Allen quickly bent over and hit the butt of his gun on Glen’s head.

Glen felt a shrieking pain on his head. This made him unconsciously loosen the tightness of his grip. Then a second hit landed at the back of his head and this almost paralyzed him.

Nimrod used that opportunity to release himself from the death grip. He stood up, cursing angrily while Glen continued to role on the floor in pains.

“He was almost killing me,” He angrily said to Allen. “Hold him, give me the gun.” He commanded.

Allen handed him the gun and sat Glen up, wrapping his arm around Glen’s neck from behind.

Nimrod pulled down the curtain that covered the door and violently pulled out its cord. With Allen’s help he tied Glen’s two hands behind him.

Nimrod kicked him severally on his stomach and quickly brought out a short knife from his pocket. He was getting angrier and excited.

With the knife, he stabbed Glen five times; three went into his chest and two into his stomach.

Allen left Glen as his body slumped to the ground.

They stood back and watched as Glen bled and struggled for life.

Nimrod kicked him on the face and cursed with anger and hatred.

Glen slowly died in pains.

As Nimrod watched him and felt a rush of satisfaction run all over his body. The sight of the dead man gave him so much pleasure.
Now he believed he was free at last. He wanted to shout for joy but he just smiled.

Allen did not like the sight; it was very nauseating. He felt like throwing up.

“silly bastard,” Nimrod cursed, wishing he could start the act all over again. He kicked Glen three more times and said, “Let’s get out of here.” He couldn’t wait to get hold of Michael. He was sure the satisfaction he would derive from killing Michael would
be far greater than this.

Becky watched everything from under the bed in great horror. She almost fainted with fright but she didn’t, she saw it all.

* * * * * * * * *

It was almost eight pm and Inspector really wanted to go home and stay with his family.

He had been trying all day to analyze what Brenda and Jane had told him but didn’t know what to make out of the story.

He decided to call Officer Kennedy and Officer Daniel into his office for a more critical analysis of the case.

“I am still finding it difficult to believe all Brenda had said; I just wish I could get a reason to believe she was lying.” Jack explained.

“Judging from all the knowledge we have gotten from our investigation so far, what the girls told us seems the only explanation that makes meaning. The problem is convincing, the public and family members of the deceased that an internet ghost is the killer.”

“No,” Inspector Jack said, “I think the main problem we have is ensuring that no other life is lost to this thing, especially an innocent life like Michael’s. We mustn’t explain anything to the public if we don’t have anything to say. Right now, only Brenda can help us stop more killings. She must find a way to talk this guy out of killing Michael before it is too late. She said she will talk to Michael tomorrow; let’s hope she has a plan.”

“Are we going to be there when they talk tomorrow?” Officer Daniel asked.

“Yes and no. We will just stick around. And that reminds me, I want Brenda watched from this evening and throughout this week, also I want Michael’s home watched. Let me know when he comes back and then his where about. We might discover something they are not telling us.” Jack instructed.

“Do you think there could be something fishy?” Daniel asked.

“You never can tell. How are we sure that Michael is not involved in all this? Perhaps he is trying to make himself look like a victim by making Brenda convince us that his life might be in danger. But if Michael’s life is in danger, I want to make sure that we can save him.”

He asked them to go and make sure that his orders are carried out while he ponders over the situation once again.
Can he save Michael if his life was in danger? Who was Cain? How can he be stopped? Was there a possibility that his own life might be in danger if he continued involving himself? He was filled with so many questions. Never in his life has he seen such a case. He shivered at the thought that his own life might be in danger.

He thought on the innocent and gentle looking Brenda who had gone through pains in the hands of these men. And now going through fear and discomfort in the hands of Cain. How can she set herself free from him? Was she in bondage forever?

Brenda sounded convincing that she was innocent but he wasn’t going to give it all to her. Who knows, there might be a foul play somewhere.

Inspector James thought is was time he went home and stay in the comfort of his family.

He was blessed with two lovely children and the thought of going to spend the rest of the night with his wife, daughter and son every evening makes his life more meaningful.

He was just about to lock up his drawer when desk phone rang.

“Hello” He answered into the phone.

“Kennedy on the line sir. There has been another murder. But this time around, we have a witness who claims she saw the murders.

This town is going crazy, Jack thought. “Do you think this is connected with the other deaths?”

“I can’t really say for now sir, but it does not seem so.”

“Alright, I will be right there.” He dropped the phone and quickly called his wife and informed her that he would be coming home late.

* * * * * * * * *

Nimrod and Michael?? What's the connection? Hope I'm not missing something here? Well, keep it up, ok . Nice twist.

maedan:


Nimrod and Michael?? What's the connection? Hope I'm not missing something here? Well, keep it up, ok . Nice twist.

Ya sure, you missed something. there is a connection. remember it was Michael who reported to the cops when he saw Nimrod break and enter Glen's house four years ago. Micheal even went as far as testifying against him which led to Nimrod's indictment

Ok, I remember now that Glen was not the only one who had a hand in Nimrod's imprisonment. So Michael has the convict and the cyberkiller on his back. Heaven help him .

Officer Kennedy quickly walked over to Inspector Jack’s car as it pulled over in front of Glen’s house. There were mostly cops everywhere and few neighbors.

He led Jack into the building as he gave him the feedback of what they had learnt. “The deceased is named Glen. The neighbors said he was a rich man who loved spending much money on social activities. Nobody knew the source of his wealth; he was always been secretive about that it. He was with a young girl at the time of the murder; a student of Star Gate University. She saw everything.”

They were now in Glen’s bedroom. His body was still on the floor in his own pool of blood. “The homicide crew is already through?” Jack asked.

“Yes sir.”

“Where was the girl?” Jack asked

“Under the bed.”

“Why?”

“She explained that Glen asked her to go under the bed when he thought it was his girlfriend knocking on the door.” Kennedy explained.

“What did the girl see? Can she identify the murderers?” Jack asked. Too much blood for one week, he thought and led Officer Kennedy out of the room.

“She said there were two men and from what she heard, one of them just came out from the prison. Glen referred to him as Nimrod. It seems Glen was responsible for his going to prison.”

“Did she get the time he was released from prison?”

“No, but from what she heard, he was released recently from Lupe prison.”

Jack remembered that some prisoners were released this morning and none have been released in recent time apart from today. Could
the killer be one of them?

Officer Teddy of the homicide crew walked in. they were all in Glen’s sitting room.

“Good evening Inspector Jack. What do we call this week? Bloody week?” Teddy said, “Well, we got lucky this time. Finger prints
where everywhere, the murder weapon can be determined and nothing here seem mysterious. The deceased must have given them a hell of a fight; there are signs of struggle everywhere. I heard there was a witness; I guess she has got a lot to tell.”

“Yes. Well, let me save you the stress of looking for a print match. The girl said the murderer was just released from prison, so
why don’t you get the print of everybody that was released today and look for a match.” Jack said.

“Thank, I will see you in the morning.” Teddy said.

“Alright, thank you and have a good night.” Jack said. He shook Teddy’s hands before he left the sitting room. “Where is Daniel?” Jack asked Officer Kennedy.

“He is somewhere outside. I came with him.”

“Have you ensured that Brenda is being watched and Michael also?

“Yes sir,”

“I don’t think there is much we can do this evening. Go home and rest for tomorrow is going to be a busy day. We now have two different murder cases to solve. We mustn’t be distracted from either of them. We must kill these two birds with one stone.”

“Yes sir.” Kennedy said and left him.

After an hour, Inspector Jack left the murder scene.

Throughout the night he thought of Brenda, Michael, Nimrod and Cain.

He also dreamt of blood, so much blood.

CHAPTER 12

By nine thirty am on Thursday morning, Officer Kennedy and Daniel walked into Inspector Jack’s office.

“Sir, one of the finger prints recovered from the murder scene, according to Officer Teddy, matched with Nimrod’s. This confirms what the girl heard.” Officer Kennedy informed the inspector.

“Yes, he just called me. Right now we have to act fast.” He was already standing up. “Let’s go straight to the prison and talk to
the Comptroller.” To Teddy he said, “Get the car ready, I will be with you in a minute.”

When they got to the prison, they had to wait for the comptroller for fifteen minutes before the comptroller was free to see them.
They were already familiar with each other since both institutions usually work hand in hand.

“How can I help you this morning inspector.” The big man said after they had all seated in his office.

“I am investigating a murder that was committed last night,” Jack said.

“Yes, I heard about it on the news. What is happening to our dear city?” The comptroller said. Jack did not answer so the comptroller said, “But how can I be of help?”

“The suspect is believed to have been released from this prison yesterday. His name is Nimrod, he was found guilty for burglary and unlawful possession of arm four years ago.”

An expression of familiarity displayed on the Comptroller’s face. “Nimrod James, I remember him. Give me a second,” he quickly alerted his secretary through the intercom on his table.

The anxious looking secretary entered his office. “Get me Nimrod James file, he was among he prisoners that was released yesterday.” The comptroller instructed.

“Yes sir,” she replied and immediately left the office.

“Make it snappy” he said, as she closed the door behind her.

While they waited for the secretary, Inspector Jack told the comptroller what they have discovered in their investigation so far.

“I was actually thinking it was connected to the other two murders.” The comptroller said.

“No, they are not. We are yet to get an empirical explanation for the first two cases. We are still doing our best to solve it.” Jack explained.

The door opened and the secretary hurriedly entered with a large green file.

“Thank you,” her boss said to her as she left the office. It was obvious that something about him made her anxious.

They remained silent as the comptroller opened the file and scanned through it. “Nimrod Jane, a very stubborn inmate he was. He
gave us a lot of trouble. I always thought that he was capable of doing much more than what he was charged of. This is his
passport.” He pulled out the passport and handed it to them. Inspector Jack collected it and studied it.

“Wasn’t he under probation?” Kennedy asked

“No,” he was through with his jail term, although he was released a few days earlier because of prison over population.”

“Did he have visitors?” Jack asked.

“Yes, he had a regular visitor, Allen Abu. This is his address.” The comptroller quickly wrote down the address on a piece of paper and handed it to them. “That is the same contact address we have for Nimrod.”

“Alright, we will check it out. I wonder why he should come back after all these years to kill Glen.” Jack said, thoughtfully.

“Glen?” The comptroller flipped through the file once again. “It says here that he was arrested for breaking into Mr. Glen’s home
at night. A neighbor, Mr. Michael Black, alerted the police and this led to his arrest.”

“Did you say Michael Black?” Jack sat up.

“Yes,” the comptroller said.

Inspector Jack looked at Kennedy and Daniel and it seemed like they were thinking the same thing. “Can I hold on to this passport
photograph?”

“No problem.”

Jack stood up and the other policemen did the same. “Thank very much sir, you have been very helpful.”

* * * * * * * * *

maedan:


Nimrod and Michael?? What's the connection? Hope I'm not missing something here? Well, keep it up, ok . Nice twist.

What a name nimROD

Na you sabi .

@frank3. 16,i really enjoyed ur story.thumb up,u ar great

Pelummy:

@frank3. 16,i really enjoyed your story.thumb up,u ar great

thanks

“This is getting more and more confusing.” Jack said as Officer Daniel drove the car away from the prison area. “Michael who is supposed to be Brenda’s new lover and is supposedly at the mercy of the mysterious Cain lover, called the cops on Nimrod four years ago. He was also an old neighbor to the late Glen. Can this get anymore complicated? Am I the only person who is thinking that the girls are not telling us something?”

“But Brenda claimed she just met Michael a few days ago.” Kennedy said.

“I am beginning to think that Brenda is lying. I am beginning to doubt her rooster and bull story about Cain.” Jack said.

“This could be just a coincidence sir,” Kennedy insisted.

“I don’t think so. We really have to reach Michael. We must find out what he knows.”

“What do we do now sir,” Daniel asked.

“Kennedy, you have to go straight to the station to ensure that Nimrod’s photo is all over town before noon. He is considered
dangerous and anybody who sees him or knows his where about should report to the cops immediately. I also want his image displayed
on the media. Right now I have to go and check out Allen’s address before going to Brenda’s. I will have to talk to her before
Michael arrives.”

They dropped Officer Kennedy and headed for Allen’s home.

At Allen’s home, they were informed that Allen moved out of the house three months ago and nobody knew his where about. It was
another dead end. So Inspector Jack decided that they should go straight to the airport and have a chat with Brenda.

Luckily, Brenda wasn’t busy; she quickly came out to see them. She didn’t seem surprised to see them. She was already getting used
to the cops.

“There’s been another murder,” he said, starring at her.

“Yes, it is all over the news. Do you think it is Cain again?”

“You are in a better position to answer that.”

“You still think I am behind all these killings. I guess my explanation didn’t make any sense to you.”

There she goes again, he thought, playing innocence. “I must tell you Brenda that I am beginning to get very suspicious.”

“Why,” she was really surprised and he could see it. “Can you please tell me what is going on? I have nothing to do with these
killings. I am telling you the truth.”

“Last night’s murder wasn’t the same as others, in fact, someone saw the killers this time around. But somehow, it is still
connected to you.”

“To me? How?”

Inspector Jack quickly told about Nimrod and Glen and how they were both connected with her new lover, Michael.

He became hopeful when he noticed that she instantly became deep in thought.

Then she said. “The last time Michael took me out, he told me about what happened that night. He said it was the bravest thing he
had ever done in his life.” Then she looked at the inspector pleadingly, “This is a different case altogether, it is just a
coincidence that it is all connected to me Inspector. Believe me, I am innocent and I am sure Michael is innocent also.”

Inspector Jack found out the he couldn’t bring himself to explicitly accuse Brenda. “I should arrest you Miss Davis. I want to
believe that you know more than you are telling me.”

“That will be dangerous Inspector.” She raised her hands and dropped them helplessly. Perhaps she should just tell the cops that
his life and Michael’s were in danger if he takes that action. “You surprise me inspector. How do you explain the two previous
killing? You think I am capable of that? Cain exists! The earlier you start believing, the better for everybody. If you arrest me
you leave yourself and Michael at the mercy of that ruthless Cain. Cain feels he is doing me some good by killing anybody he thinks
is a treat to my happiness, even you.” She stop and in a cool voice said, “Just allow me to talk to Michael; he could be in another
danger with Nimrod on the loose. Please let us save Michael, I really can’t survive loosing him to anything or anybody. Arresting
me will do you no good.”

The two cops continued to stare at her in total confusion, and then Jack said, “Alright, Miss Davis, I am not going to arrest you.
In fact you are more useful to me out side, than behind bars. When is Michael actually coming back?”

“This evening, maybe earlier, I will call him later,” Then she added, “Please trust me Inspector.”

He began to walk away, “Time will tell Miss Davis, only time will tell.

* * * * * * * * *

“What is your next move now that you have succeeded in eliminating Glen? What exactly do we do about the gang? We must act swiftly
before they get disorganized.” Allen said to Nimrod.

They were sitting on the raffia chairs outside the new house Allen got for them. It had a small compound with a very beautiful
view. The compound was sophisticated with beautiful flowers and fruit trees.

The two men sat sipping bottles of beer. Nimrod was almost through with his and needed more. This was his third bottle and he was
getting tipsy.

“Yes,” Nimrod answered. “You will organize a meeting for this evening; I will take care of the rest.”

Allen liked Nimrod’s confidence. With Nimrod’s presence, he was beginning to visualize a new beginning for the gang. ‘The
Shepherds’, he liked the name also. “What do you have in mind for Michael?”

Nimrod smiled mischievously. “I am saving the best for the last. Let us leave that for now and concentrate on getting the gang
settled.” He looked at his watch. It was just a few minutes past one pm. “Let’s go inside, I want to take an extra bottle before I
lay my head down.”

“Allen stood up and they both walked into the house.

Allen quickly turned the television on while Nimrod quickly went to the fridge.

The news at one was on and the newscaster was talking about the latest murder in town. The murder scene was briefly described;
Nimrod’s image was displayed as the suspect. The newscaster went further to inform the public that a lady witness was under the bed
when the crime was committed; she saw it all.

They knew everything about him because his data and past was accurately given.

“poo!” Nimrod exclaimed, “That fool had a lady in that room,”

“Oh my God,” Allen said softly. He instantly became scared. Being caught by the cops was the worst thing that could happen to him
now. “What do we do now? Even the gang will be furious if they find out that you killed their leader.”

Nimrod’s head wanted to explode. poo. He had made a very silly mistake. He could have known that Glen wouldn’t stay alone in the
house at that hour. Otherwise he would have gone out to catch some fun.

Now, with the cops looking for him and his poster everywhere, his movement will be slow. This means he must stay low for a
while or even leave town.

What about Michael? He thought. If he goes into hiding, Michael might slip away, especially if Michael hears the news. No! Michael
must not go free! He must pay dearly for he has caused him to go through in that last four years weather cops are looking for him
or not.

He looked up at Allen who was already shivering in fear, “I will have to act while the iron is hot.”

“I…I don’t understand. What do you mean?”

“I mean. We will go for Michael immediately.” Nimrod said.

“When?” Allen asked thinking Nimrod was going crazy.

“Today!”

“But Michael is not in town, besides the cops are looking for you.”

“We will wait for him in his house if we have to. That will be the last place the cops will search for us.” He stood up. I am going
to take a nap. Once I wake up, we will go to Michael’s home and wait for him to come back from where ever the hell he has gone.”
He walked up to Allen who was shaking in fright, “Stick with me and you won’t regret it. We will surely escape this and after that,
you will be surprised at my next move. Just don’t do anything silly or you will spoil it all. Trust me, I have got plans.” With
that he left the sitting room. Behind him he could hear another announcement on the television declaring him wanted.

Allen slowly stood up and switched it off. He had heard enough for today.

His only hope right now was just to trust on Nimrod’s sagaciousness.

He knew that once Michael was killed, Nimrod will come back to his senses and his thinking will become normal and focused.

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Immediately Inspector Jack left Brenda, she quickly picked up her cell phone and called Jane. The new turn out of events had gotten
her more anxious and she couldn’t help but wonder what her life was turning into.

She told Jane all that had transpired between her and Inspector Jack.

Even though Jane was obviously worried, she still tried her best to encourage Brenda.

There were now two reasons why Michael must be contacted as soon as he gets back; he must be saved from Cain and must be informed
that Nimrod was on the loose.

Jane asked her to be patient and wait for him to come back.

After speaking with Jane, Brenda called Michael.

“Hello Baby girl, how are you doing?” He was obviously very pleased to hear from her and the enthusiasm in his voice was clear.

“I am fine, how is business?” she asked.

“It’s cool. But I am lonely out here; I just can’t wait to see you. I am really missing you Brenda.”

I miss you too Michael; what time will be here?”

“I will be in Lupe in the next one hour thirty minutes. That is to say I will be home three thirty pm.” Was she actually missing
him? He thought. Does she really want to see him or was there a problem?

“That’s nice. I really want to see you; we have a lot to talk about.”

“I hope all is well, I hope you are alright Brenda,” there was a note of concern in his voice.

“I am alright, but there is something important I need to discuss with you. Don’t let us talk about it on the phone. I will see you
by three thirty pm.”

“Alright, I will see then.”

“Bye,” she dropped the phone in her hand bag and went back into her new office.

The thought of being arrested by the police made her shudder. She had never been involved with the police in her life before. And
now she was a suspect for murder, how strange? Just like a big joke. Her life was taking a crazy turn all because of Cain’s
insatiable desire to kill.

What will happen to her after she saves Michael’s life by stopping him form dating her? What does Cain want? How can she date a
ghost? A blood sucking ghost for that matter.

She shuddered again. Cain wanted to possess her and make her fall in love with him.

People will think she was crazy and her life will change completely. Jane will conclude that she had totally gone out of reality
and then she will be stigmatized.

But how can she just watch her life destroy just like that? Perhaps she should talk Cain out of this insanity and tell him to leave
her alone for good.

Yes, she will first of all get Michael out of danger and then straighten things out with Cain once and for all.

At exactly three thirty seven pm her phone rang.

She looked that the caller ID, it was Michael. She answered it.

“Hi baby, I am back. I want to come over to your work place and see you.” Michael said.

“No Michael, just stay put. I am not really busy here so I will take excuse and come right over to your place. I think it more
preferable to talk there.”

His curiosity excited. He was sure something was definitely wrong. “Here is the address.” He called it out. “I will be waiting.”

She dropped the phone and looked at her wrist watch. It was just five minutes past four pm. She picked up her hand bag and left the
office. She had not yet fully resumed duty. She will fully start duty next week. Nobody needed her now and she had nothing
important to do in the office.

Outside the office, she stopped a taxi and headed towards Michael’s place. Unknown to her, two cops had been assigned to watch and
follow her wherever she goes and report details of her movement to Inspector Jack.

well done

CHAPTER 13

After leaving the airport and assigning cops who will watch Brenda, Inspector Jack Drove straight to his office.

He was very exhausted.

He relaxed in the quietness of his office for some minutes before deciding to call Officer Kennedy.

“Good afternoon sir,” Officer Kennedy answered.

“Good afternoon. How far have you gone with the dissemination of information about Nimrod?”

“We have really progressed sir. Right now, Nimrod’s image and information have been given to all the media houses in Lupe. I also
asked that an announcement declaring him wanted should be made in the radio and TV stations in every twenty minutes. His poster
with the inscription ‘wanted for murder’ has been placed in every nook and cranny of the city. The cops at the checkpoints and
borders of Lupe have been asked to be alert.”

“That’s very good. Let’s hope that something positive comes out of this effort.” Jack said.

“Yes sir. Daniel informed me that you didn’t see Allen, but what was the outcome of your chat with Brenda?” Kennedy asked.

“She said Michael once told her about Nimrod and that she was sure Michael was innocent in all these, she begged me to allow her
save Michael’s life from the hands of Cain and perhaps Nimrod. She still maintained that she was innocent in all these; I am really
confused, I don’t know what to believe. What did you find out about Michael?”

“The guy is clean and responsible. There is nothing unusual or suspicious about him.”

Okay, I have already assigned some cops to watch Brenda. Then we have to talk to Michael and hear from him what he knows about
Nimrod and Glen. I still want to chat with Jane, you never can tell, she might tell us something that has not been said so far. Why
don’t you come over let us go there together?” Jack suggested.

“Alright sir, I will be there as soon as possible.”

Thirty minutes later Officer Kennedy came into Jack’s office and by three forty five pm, they were heading to Jane’s work place.

* * * * * * * * *


Nimrod suddenly woke up and looked at the walk clock in the bedroom. poo! Twenty minutes past three. He should find his way into
Michael’s home before everybody on the streets gets the knowledge that he was wanted.

He quickly walked into the living room where Allen was still sleeping on one of the seats, and violently woke him up. “Get up, we
can’t spend the whole day sleeping, we have got a lot to do.”

Allen immediately woke up and the first thought that came to his mind was the fact that the cops could be everywhere searching for
them. He sat up and stretched his two hands, he wasn’t really happy at this development.

“Hurry, get yourself ready and take me to Michael’s place. The earlier we get there, the better.” Nimrod impatiently said.

Allen didn’t really like the idea of going to Michael’s place at this hour. Especially with the uncertainty of what is happening in
the city. “I suggest we should wait till its dark before we go to Michael’s home.”

“No! We are leaving now.” Nimrod went close to Allen, “trust me on this okay? I promise you that I will get us out of this jam.
Just take me to Michael’s home and leave the rest to me. Once I get my hands on that bastard, you will be surprised at the next
move I will make.”

Allen felt better with that assurance. He stood up and went in to get himself ready.

Fifteen minutes later, they were already on the way to Michael’s home.

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chapter 13 i never even reach chapter 5

adebayo201:

chapter 13 i never even reach chapter 5

guy, u are so discouraging. must u post comments that will discourage me readers? i would appreciate it if you stop making nagative comments except if you want to critisize my story. you musnt read must you?

if reading is that difficult for you, have you wondered how difficult it will be for the writer?

frank3.16:

guy, u are so discouraging. must u post comments that will discourage me readers? i would appreciate it if you stop making nagative comments except if you want to critisize my story. you musnt read must you?

if reading is that difficult for you, have you wondered how difficult it will be for the writer?

my bad , to think i was hoping to read the next chapter.

please dont mind side distractions just continue

Michael was just coming out from the bathroom when the door bell rang.

“I am coming!”

He was sure it was Brenda because nobody else knew he was in town.

Michael had been eagerly waiting to see her since he announced to her that he was back over the phone, not only because he was sure
that what she was about to tell him was extremely important, but also because he really missed her. He also wanted to know how she
had been faring since the last time they were together, given the psychological trauma she had been going through.

His heart rate began to beat faster. He hoped that she wouldn’t hear it.

He hurriedly put on a black jeans and without bothering to wear a shirt and went to open the door.

Brenda was standing in front of the door looking like a real beautiful angel.

The effect she had on was even stronger than he had imagined. He felt his legs go weak and thought he won’t be able to control his
emotions with Brenda in his home. All he desired at the moment was to shower her with all the love his whole energy could give.

He immediately determined in his mind that nothing was ever going to take her away from him once she finally becomes his. And he
will help her resolve whatever problem that had been bothering her since he had been away.

“Brenda, nice to see you, you look so beautiful. Come in.”

God! She thought, he was cute not only on the face, but his body build was something else. She felt like hugging him and holding
him forever. “You are welcomed back Michael.” She said and gently stepped into the beautifully furnished sitting room. Everything
about the house reminded her of peace and the psychological effect it had on her was very soothing.

It hurt her to know that she had actually come to stop Michael from loving her.

“I hope you had a nice trip?” she asked as she looked around the house and made herself comfortable on one of the seats.

The three paintings behind Michael electronics set caught her attention. They were so beautiful, especially the one in the middle.
It was a large beautifully framed painting of Michael’s facial features.

She liked it.

“It was okay. I spent half of the time I had there thinking about you.” Then he slowly said, “I missed you Brenda.”

She looked sharply at him. He was serious and she felt more pain. The look in his eyes showed that he meant every word.

“Michael, we need to talk.”

“I know. Let me get my self dressed up, I will be right back. Meanwhile feel free take any drink you want from the fridge.” He
quickly left the sitting room.

She didn’t bother to take anything. She would probably throw up if she takes anything for now.

Michael came in a few minutes later. He was now wearing a white T poo and smelling real good. “What is bothering my princess; I
hope Cain is not trying anything funny?” He sat down very close to her, “Can you spill it now? I am all ears.

She looked intensely at him and felt like crying.

She didn’t understand why nature was unfair to her, everything about Michael looks perfect and she would love to have him in her
life; she would love to take the risk even though she wasn’t sure he if he would treat her like her past lovers.

She took her time and told Michael everything about Cain, her ex-lovers and Inspector Jack. She wasn’t courageous enough yet to
tell him that his life was in danger.

Michael’s heart was beating. “I heard of these killings but I didn’t know you were somehow connected to it all.”

Brenda was already crying.

He stood up and went over to console her. “I believe that there is a solution to all these. All we need is to be strong and think
out something.”

“He wants to come after you Michael.”

“What? Why? I didn’t do anything.” Michael said in defense. He was still holding her, not planning to let her go.

“He said he wasn’t going to compete with any human for my love.” She looked up at him, “Michael, the only way you can escape Cain’s
wrath is to denounce you love for me.”

“But I can’t do that. I can’t denounce my love for you. That is not possible.” He stood up, obviously scared and confused. “You are
the best thing that has happened to me in ages. I can’t just let you go because of some computer stranger.”

“You have t Michael! This is a matter of life and death. If you don’t, you will give him the opportunity to happily kill again.”
Tears flowed from her eyes as she spoke. “I am in love with you too Michael, but we just have to let go. I am really sorry it has
to be this way. I wish I never tried to chat with anyone the internet.”

He instantly felt guilty. It was all his fault. He had asked Brenda to spend her time on the internet so that she wouldn’t be alone
when she was heart broken.

“Besides, there are other issues concerning your safety that you should be your major concern for now.” She added.

“What issue?” he asked, still not believing that he had to live Brenda for some internet ghost. He couldn’t imagine leaving her. It
was like digging for treasures for years and being asked to throw them away after finding them.

“Nimrod. The guy you called the cops on four years ago. Remember the story you told me? He came out of jail yesterday and murdered
Glen that same day. Inspector Jack actually thinks Glen’s killing was related to the lover of my ex-lovers. He wants to see you so
the he can get more information about Glen and Nimrod.”

“How can he think they are all connected?” Michael asked in anger, fear and confusion.

“You can’t blame him Michael. It looks like a web. You, me, Cain, Nimrod and Glen. People are dying Michael. Take your mind off me
and concentrate on helping the cops catch Nimrod. Remember you told me that the bravest thing you have done was getting him in
jail. This is another chance for you to do it again Michael. You won’t have that opportunity if you don’t forget about me.” She pleaded.

“What are you talking about? I don’t care about being brave. All I care about is you.”

“No, he will kill you if you talk like that. I also think Nimrod might be coming after you. We have to stop you from being hurt
from either of them.”

“Don’t give me that nonsense. Nimrod is not the issue here, you are the ---.”

There was a sharp knock on the door.

They both looked towards the door.

It was an aggressive knock and Brenda thought it was Inspector Jack.

Michael wondered who it was since he wasn’t expecting anybody. Why should somebody knock on his door like that? It made him
angrier.

“Who is that?” he asked.

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If Nimrod lays even a finger on my Michael ehhhhnnn . . . . .

maedan:


If Nimrod lays even a finger on my Michael ehhhhnnn . . . . .

is michael that likeable? the character i potrayed for Michael is a reflexion of me you know?

The two cops that were assigned to follow Brenda wherever she goes saw her enter Michael’s home and waited outside. As they watched the house they deliberated weather they should immediately call inspector Jack and notify him that Brenda was already in Michael’s home or wait until she comes out.

While they pondered over this, they saw two men sneak up to the house and knocked on the door. There was something about them that didn’t sound right. A more attentive observation revealed to them that one of the men fitted Nimrod’s description.

Quickly, one of the cops picked up his cell phone and dialed inspector Jack’s number.

* * * * * * * * *


Officer Kennedy pulled over in font of Wintel Trust Bank and they both got out of the car. They got to the reception and asked to
see Jane.

They were asked to wait while she was alerted.

A few minutes later, Jane walked into the reception. She didn’t look surprised to see them.

“I am really sorry for bothering you this afternoon. Some issues came up and I saw the need to talk to you.” Jack said to her as
she sat beside them.

“Its alright, I am equally worried. Brenda notified me of the new situation a few hours ago. Everything seems to be getting more
complicated.”

While she spoke, Inspector Jack watched her closely. But he was sure he wasn’t going to see much because if Brenda had already
called her, then she would have composed herself for their visit.

“Did Brenda ever mention her discussion with Michael about Nimrod to you?” Jack asked.

“No, she didn’t.”

“Could it be that Brenda is not telling you something?” He probed.

“I don’t believe so Inspector. I really trust Brenda with all my life. If there was anything fishy I definitely would have known.
Naturally I wouldn’t expect her to tell me everything she discussed with her boyfriend.” She confidently replied.

“Can you tell me what you know about Michael?”

Jane quickly told them all she knew about Michael. She made them know that she was basically the person who had brought them
together.

After her narration, Inspector Jack was trying to figure out if they have been looking at the wrong direction all these while.
Could it be that Jane had more to do with all these than they thought?

His cell phone suddenly rang.

“Sir, I think you should come around immediately. Michael’s house could be a meeting ground for your suspects. We just saw Nimrod
and a colleague walk into Michael’s home just after Brenda got in.” The officer said as Jack answered the phone.

“Keep watching and call for back up. Make sure nobody leaves the house. I will be there as soon as possible.” Jack instructed.

He dropped the phone and said, “Something just came up. Nimrod just found his way into Michael’s home. Let’s go.” Then to Jane, “I
will call you if necessary.”

Jane became apprehensive, “Brenda told me she was going there and she could be in danger.”

“For now I can’t say if they are working together or anything. They all have some explaining to do.” Jack said.

“Inspector, my friend life is in danger. This should be your only assumption. You have to be careful or Brenda might get hurt. You
know how dangerous Nimrod is.” She picked up her bag, ‘I will have to go with you. I can’t stay here and allow anything bad to
happen to Brenda.”

It would be good if everybody was there, Jack thought. “What about your work?”

“I will take care of that later. Brenda’s life is at stake, she needs me.”

“Let’s go”

They hurriedly left the reception.

Jane continued to pray silently that nothing happens to her friend.

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Aaah, I knew it!! Or don't you mean, how you would like to be ?? But I believe u, you sound really sensitive, until someone annoys you (like adebayo201, lol). I really like Michael, though. A reader should always pick a favourite character, and he's myne !!