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Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 1:26pm On Sep 21, 2014 |
TemitopeDaniel: Mention, I'm here. Following.Thanks for honouring my invite |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 2:21pm On Sep 21, 2014 |
Mention: This is the introductory part of your story..thanks bro. My not updating last night was as a result of my very tight schedule..... I got home from Kogi state where I went for an official assignment by few minutes before 10pm. By then, I was exhausted and had a flat battery |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 2:33pm On Sep 21, 2014 |
handie: thanks bro. My not updating last night was as a result of my very tight schedule..... I got home from Kogi state where I went for an official assignment by few minutes before 10pm. By then, I was exhausted and had a flat batteryEven your one update per day ain't okay... Make your thread very busy to garner sufficient audience |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 3:54pm On Sep 21, 2014 |
Mention:ok ok. from 2moro, i'm gonna make it 2 per day |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 7:06pm On Sep 21, 2014 |
handie: ok ok. from 2moro, i'm gonna make it 2 per dayThat's kul.. Let's see how it goes.. Meanwhile M still expecting another update today One last thing, make the updates looooooooonnnnnnngggg |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 9:04pm On Sep 21, 2014 |
Colonel Weyinmi is of average height, a little bit thick in stature; he cut his professional teeth with Internal Affairs in Darfur. He has been sent into some of the most troublesome terror areas, and had been able to calm the area; he was a first class soldier during his days of battle, now the head of special division with the JTF. He was also redrafted from the Army just as Chike was. Like every successful leader, he had trustworthy lieutenants, the Colonel trusted his people and when the new assignment of JTF came up, there was only one credible soldier in mind, Chike Onihevo. Colonel was just getting back to the JTF office after a joint session with the President and some of his cabinet staff. The President wanted to know what the decisive step is been taken about reducing the scourge to the barest minimum. The President had complained long about the Alhaji Hassim myth. He asked Colonel Weyinmi quite sternly if was true that the man existed. Colonel Weyinmi admitted there might be some form of truth in the myth but they needed more time to go over all the angles as well as initiate a fresh investigation. Colonel Weyinmi knew for sure that the Villain Alhaji Hassim existed but that wasn’t gonna come out of his mouth to the president. He was walking down to his office, in the crowded office space of the JTF, he saw some officers debating about the Boko Haram charade and thought to himself, I have a brilliant way for eliminating them. He couldn’t disclose to them because he had his own priorities as well. Femi and Chuks were already waiting for the Colonel in his office. He came in and silently ignored their greeting. Moving into the item of the day, he began “The President wants something solid about Alhaji Hassim” He made his way to his seat at the other side of the crowded table top and rested his hands firmly on the table. Femi gave an idea, and replied “We can look into files, the JTF had previously about him. There is a possibility we might find something interesting” Colonel fired back “Might?? I don’t like might; I want something more constructive, something more concrete. I think we need to open up a fresh file and stop looking into some corrupt file. I have told the President that this whole JTF has been sabotaged. I don’t think any information here is going to help anybody. I can safely tell you that one.” Chike joined the conversation as he strolled into the Colonel’s office; he gave a salute to the Colonel while Femi and Chuks rose up and gives him a salute as well. He nodded to their gesture. He wasn’t interested in subordinate protocol; he continued “I agree with the Colonel, we need to start our own investigation because I can’t think of how I would be attacked by some form of exotic militia with Sniper rifle as well” Colonel asked Chike “How do we proceed?” Chike continued “The file you asked them to deliver to me, there is a Lana Reis in there, we should tail him for a while, study his movement, look into his setup, we should have something from there” Colonel replied to Chike “Thank you, Captain Obvious” Femi and Chuks wanted to laugh but they couldn’t, the Colonel was a dry humor specialist. Colonel continued “I need you to be more than investigative, you need to super on this one” “I have another meeting with the President in a few weeks, we need to have something a lot more concrete, we have excelled in other regions of the Africa, we need to put in all we’ve got into this “ Colonel said. Chike settled into the couch behind the 2 visitors chair in front of the Colonel’s table. “You all have a flight to Lagos by 4pm, transport will pick you up at the airport, settle in and start monitoring Lana Reis, he might be our only hope for getting the fresh investigation up.” Colonel concluded. — Emmanuel was an assassin; he was fat and super sloppy. He wasn’t your regular assassin, not the one with the different types of guns as toys, he was an accident expert. His works were always untraceable. He looks so disgusting and ugly, also a loud mouth. One of his finest works was when he killed a politician by mixing up his tablets with a cyanide pill, clean and smooth execution and with Nigeria, that autopsy isn’t legalized. No one will be able to find out how he died, some will feel the politician had epilepsy as he foamed to death. He was also rumored to have killed a man by infiltrating his home as a cleaner and neatly strangling life out of him with the tube of the drip attached to his body. The tales of how he kills is the silent corridors of people who need his services. Nikky was dialing Emmanuel’s number, he was highly needed in this new assignment, foul play shouldn’t be assumed in the murder of Femi and Chuks. Lana mustn’t be suspected despite how impossible it was. Emmanuel was having his lunch at White House in Sabo, battling with a bowl of assorted meat with a small amount of Pounded yam in another container. He was talking while eating, people were greeting him. It was Thursday afternoon; he was dressed in expensive light blue Ankara material. The Assorted meat almost stained his cloth as he tried to pick a call. He dug his other hand into the chest pocket of the attire, his phone was blaring Wande Coal’s Ghana freestyle. Emmanuel couldn’t identify the caller ID. He put it back on the table muttering silent insults at people hiding their number to make calls, he alone was sitting at a table due to his body mass. The Phone started ringing again for the second time, which he picked, he heard “Hello Emmanuel” He immediately identified NIkky’s voice. He replied, “Long time, anything for the boys? 1 Like |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by labaski(f): 10:41pm On Sep 21, 2014 |
anything for d boys? thanks.. following.. |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by kayemjay(m): 7:52am On Sep 22, 2014 |
This is good! Really good. Pls keep it up. Won't ruin this story by giving any critique. The sky is your beginning bro. You have a fan in me. 2 Likes |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by drsolob2(m): 10:38am On Sep 22, 2014 |
kayemjay: This is good!Mr kmj where at thou,you just abandon TCA and your fans. |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by labaski(f): 10:44am On Sep 22, 2014 |
drsolob2:help me tell him ooo. |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 9:23pm On Sep 22, 2014 |
5 Days have passed since Emmanuel received that phone call from Nikky. The assignment wasn’t the first of its kind; he had helped her execute some other assignment of this nature. An antagonist named Jibola was his last kill for Nikky, he was trying to overthrow Nikky from her enterprise few years ago. Emmanuel was ruthless on that one, made sure it looked like an angry crowd mobbed him. Jibola’s personality made sure it was believable for people. He was a rude stingy self centred prick. The job was fun for Emmanuel as he and his entourage dressed as Police officers. They installed a fake checkpoint at a dodgy location they were sure he would pass through. It was few minutes after midnight in a very silent area of Ikeja. As he passed, they stopped his car. Jibola as typical of him insulted and cursed the policemen. They ordered him out of the car, which he was very opposed to. He was dragged out of the car and descended on. Emmanuel’s entourage of drunken policemen dished out merciless pounding on Jibola. During the pounding, Emmanuel brought out a knife and stabbed Jibola aimlessly. They left him for dead, Emmanuel was sure Jibola wouldn’t survive the next 10 minutes. Jibola’s blood had soaked their Policemen attire, they removed the clothes and threw them away. Emmanuel paid his entourage of 4 people, N40, 000 each and kept what was left of the N500,000 he was paid for the job. Sweet memories of the job he reminisced. However, this new assignment is more tedious. This one is for two friends. Tailing them around was the boring part of the job. He hated it. Their schedules were always different, they were both good friends, he had seen them have lunch together and all but he still couldn’t get how best to execute the 2 of them at once. Emmanuel always admitted that he was very lazy, he had been cracking his head on how to make this assignment easy for himself. He had given up on Seyi for today, the guy’s movement was too complex, he chose to tail Kelechi today. In his rickety Volkswagen Santana hatchback cab, he bought the cab at his mechanic’s workshop for N85, 000. He was sure it would come in handy very soon, and time was now. Kelechi wasn’t much of an outgoing person, he just visited a couple of places which included his long visit to Bank after which he just went home. He came out at about 8PM and headed to Seyi’s place where they both disappeared into a lonely street off admiralty way.They stopped in front of a beautiful duplex where 2 girls came out of the house to welcome the guys. As soon as the guys went into the house, Emmanuel stopped a few houses away from the building. Took out what look like a radio, and started to tune to a particular frequency. Earlier on at the bank, Emmanuel had collided intentionally with Kelechi in the banking hall and secretly sneaked a tiny receiver shaped like a button into the tiny front pocket of Kelechi’s jeans. Kelechi was furious at the stupid retard that wasn’t looking before colliding into other people. He muttered “fat sloppy bastard” slowly as he walked away from him. Emmanuel was praying that Kelechi would wear the same jeans as earlier on when he planted the bug on him and luckily for him, it was only the polo top he changed. Tuning the listener and receiver to the same frequency wasn’t very tedious, a little turning the knob left and right gave him the perfect clarity he needed. He muttered to himself “Thank you, eBay..” He had bought several gadgets from eBay to ease his little fledging assassin work, very thankful he bought this one. Their voices came alive in the radio. He could hear their conversation with the ladies. Seyi asked: So, Kemi what do you have for us today ? Kemi replied: well, I’ve got 4 of my friends for you today, they are fresh Kelechi replied estactically: Oh yes! That’s what we’re talking about. Kemi continued: I have put them into different rooms, the first room is for you Seyi and the room down the hall is for Kelechi. Kelechi was about to move to his room when he stopped and looked back like a bright idea just flashed into his head. Kelechi proposed: How about we use the same room this time around? Seyi replied: Hmmmm Orgy Kemi replied: the girls have no choice plus I took them separately, they don’t know themselves from anywhere.So, no reason for them to be shy. Seyi replied: with N100,000 for a night, I don’t think they will have a choice.Moreover, we’re due for another one. Kemi went into the first room to take the two other girls to the second room.Kelechi was looking at their direction. He saw what he liked, the ass on the last girl was impressive to him. Emmanuel was wondering what a life these guys were living. Sadly, this would be the last orgy they would have. All sorts of sounds started coming over the radio, the reception had started going bad. Emmanuel sat in the cab and organized for the rest of his plan. 3 hours later, Kelechi & Seyi came out of the building and drove off. As they came out of the building. Emmanuel called the driver of the LAWMA PSP truck waiting at entrance gate of Lekki Scheme 1. He alerted the driver about a red 2010 Toyota Corolla S, with 2 passengers. The truck driver started his truck and proceeded to third mainland bridge to conclude the plan. Kelechi drove like he was auditioning for the transporter movie, speeding off back to the mainland. They were gisting and laughing about the orgy they just finished, Kelechi couldn’t sleep out, his wife was that troublesome. Seyi had to succumb to his friend’s request even at the dead of the night. Seyi confirmed from Kelechi when the assassins would kill Lana,and celebrating how they would become Alhaji Hassim’s new allies, they had already sent cars to Karim, brand new GL450 and Bentley Continental GT. They were sure sending the cars and eliminating Lana would give them the shot. The time was 2:45am in the morning. Kelechi was lost in the joy of their last espionage that it was too late for him to swerve successful away from a broken down LAWMA truck in the middle of the road just some few meters after the Herbert Macaulay exit. His abrupt swerve from the truck ran him into the concrete divider of the bridge, damaging the front of the car beyond repair. The airbag deployed but they weren’t able to keep Seyi alive as he wasn’t wearing his seat belt. Seyi hit his head on the windscreen of the car, killing him instantly. Kelechi lost all consciousness with his head resting lifelessly on the steering wheel. Emmanuel and the driver of the abandoned truck moved close to the accident scene. Emmanuel grabbed his 9mm, strutting his fat flabby arms as he walked down; the driver brought along with him a car jack. They both got to work as they lifted the bodies away from the car onto the floor. Emmanuel use the car jack to break off the whole windscreen of the car, checked them for pulse, they were both dead, they dumped their bodies into the water. They got into their cars and drove into the night. When Emmanuel got home, he sent Nikky a text, saying done! 1 Like |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by labaski(f): 9:34pm On Sep 22, 2014 |
dese guys are crazy assassins..nice job though.. 1 Like |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 10:59pm On Sep 22, 2014 |
Kul.. But you still owe me one more update |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 12:22pm On Sep 23, 2014 |
TO MY OGA @ THE TOP MENTION AND EVERY ONE THAT HAS SPARED SOMETIME AND MB TO THIS STORY Lana’s sleep was cut short by the incessant call from Nikky. She had called about 4 times earlier that night. He loves his 10 hours over night sleep; he always said anything that will cut it short asides from intimacy had better be paying him instant cash. Nikky had become an important part of his life after their first meeting at Rehab and then with the not so fantastic news that he might not be the only running for the new associate to Alhaji Hassim’s crew. Lana picked up his phone, and answered Morning Nikky, Nikky replied: Lana, i have called you for over 4 times, anyway, Its done! Lana replied sarcastically: Morning to you too, am fine, my night was fine, thanks for asking and what exactly is done? Nikky managed to giggle a little bit Nikky continued : Kelechi & Seyi are dead and gone Lana got out of bed and paced nervously around the room, it then dawned on him that he had just murdered his close friends and business partners. Nikky continued: they had an organized accident last night while coming back from an orgy in Lekki Phase 1. Lana was speechless for a moment and then replied: How exactly did it happen? Nikky replied: why are you bothered about the details Lana replied getting impatient: you killed people on my behalf, I need to know how they died, what sort of accident was it? Nikky caved in and replied : The assassin left a broken down vehicle around third mainland bridge, it was too late for your friends to manoeuvre around the truck, they swerved into the concrete slab almost diving into the water, it was the impact of the attack that killed them. So, I guess that’s the end of your troubles? Lana replied: Hmmm Nikky replied: Isnt that what you wanted? Lana replied: Nope, that wasn’t what I wanted, that was what you wanted, Nikky. I have known those guys for a couple of years now, we were friends and business partners. Nikky replied: They have also been trying to kill you, Lana! Lana replied: I haven’t had any attack yet. I don’t even believe your stories anymore! Nikky replied getting furious: You think I’m selling you a fake story? Lana replied: There isn’t a lot of proof to justify your story, Nikky. As he continued his argument with Nikky over the phone, he moved to the window and looked down at his gate from his room on the top floor of the duplex; he saw the small gate of his house open ajar. It was very unusual that the gate would be open at 7am in the morning. His house staff couldn’t be awake, they we’re heavy sleepers, unless he called, they don’t wake up. He told Nikky, he would call her back, she dropped the call. Looked deeply into window. He saw blood dripping out of the chest of his gateman lying lifelessly in a secluded corner of the house. He was shocked and confused, definitely more confused. This must be the arrangement Seyi and Kelechi made to kill him. His security people should be downstairs. As a technology-crazy guy, he had installed cameras everywhere, hidden cameras. He ran to his door to make sure it was locked, the door was securely locked. He moved to his bed side table, slid open his iPhone and navigated to the app for the cameras, Lana started scrolling through all the cameras, he found his chef soaked in his house blood in his hallway. He flipped through the hidden cameras, he couldn’t find them in the living room, kitchen, and bedroom downstairs, and they were nowhere to be found. The last place to check was the staircase; the flipped to that camera and saw 2 well armed men walking up towards his bedroom. It wasn’t new to him that people were trying to kill him. However, the new thing here was that they had been able to kill his security details. His bodyguards were his last line of defence; they have never failed him until today. He went to the drawer beside his bed, brought out his own handgun, his black revolver, the most powerful handgun ever made. He loaded it with bullets, he knew the guys were trained and their outfits looked different. He heard footsteps faint then they became loud and then it went dead. He was sure they had gotten to his door. Lana summoned all the courage left in him as a man; they called out his name and told him to open the door. He remained silent looking at them through his phone. A million and one thoughts ran through his mind. He was sure, it would take a while to break the door, he would use that time to think of something to save his life The assassin called out his name and told me Lana, you knew this was coming, didn’t Lana still remained silent. Lana heard shots but the shots were not on the door, the hallway was silent, he didn’t hear anyone talk anymore.It sounded more like a gunfight in his hallway. Someone gently knocked on the door and said Lana Reis: please open up, the Assassins are gone. Lana replied: if they are gone, then who are you? The voice replied: My name is Chike Onihevo, am with JTF Lana muttered the name to himself, there is no way am getting caught now, am this close to my dreams. The camera had been destroyed in the gun battle, making him blind to what was happening outside. Lana replied, what do you want from me? Chike replied hysterically: I just saved your life, wouldn’t you thank me to my face atleast ? Lana replied: This door is re-inforced steel, with this thickness, you would need more than bullets to open the door Chike replied: I know, that’s why we brought C4, I know it wouldn’t bulge at the beginning but with the amount we brought, your whole house will come down and am super sure, you’ve got things you still cherish in this house plus by then it would mean you’re breaking the law. Lana replied with confidence: How? Chike replied with a firm voice: Lana, you’re resisting arrest that is an offence. Moreover, we’re only here to talk to you not to arrest you. Lana wanted to trust the guy that saved his life, but they were government people. There is an emergency exit he created when he moved in to the house; the exit was in the roof of his bathroom. Lana expertly moved into the roof of the bathroom and made his way out of the house, he jumped into the vacant piece of land behind his house. The vacant plot was occupied by some touts, as soon as they saw Lana, they all hailed him and passed him a joint. He dragged twice and returned it. He moved to a part of the land, and dug for a bit and pulled out a backpack, changed into fresh clothes and took cash he left in the bag, about N100k. He gave the boys N10k and headed out to the main road to get a cab. Just when Lana thought he had gone out free, he was walking down the road when a car stopped by him and asked him if he wanted a lift, he turned it down. Lana continued on his journey by foot but the driver of the car was very persistent. He used the car to cross him down and stepped out. Lana still tried to be nice when he noticed another car stopped behind as well. The driver approached Lana and said: I think I know you Lana replied nicely: I don’t see how that’s possible, I don’t remember your face. I am very good with faces and yours is very unfamiliar. The driver responded with a smile: Really? Lana replied affirmatively: Yes! The driver stretched forth his hand in introduction: My name is Chike Onihevo Lana replied with a smile: Shit! Shaking his hands back in return. Chike replied: Why would you say shit! Am not the devil! Lana replied: I see no difference between you and the devil especially with people we work with. Chike replied: Oh common, I only work the government and you’re stealing government resources. Lana replied, turning his eye away from the early morning sun: Don’t say it like that, when you say it like that it sounds depressing. How about if we call it wealth re-distribution? Chike replied, as they settle to sit on the bonnet of Chike’s car: Hmmm, What a fancy name to call Oil bunkery considering you are not giving the loot to charity. Lana replied: I bet you know most of our Godfathers are Highly placed politician and retired Generals.This isn’t business for an average Nigerian, you of all people should know that. Chike replied: I am getting bored with this conversation. Lana replied: Well, you started the conversation, Chike . Chike replied: Alright, I’m interested in secret information I think you might be able to provide . Lana replied: Why will I want to talk to you? Not to talk of giving out secret information? Chike replied: I know some very effective persuasion techniques, my friend.Moreover, i hate to impound that your custom Range Rover. It’s not bad for a government agent or what do you think? 1 Like |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Nobody: 12:55pm On Sep 23, 2014 |
kip dem cumin, FTC.. Mre ink to ur pen |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 1:28pm On Sep 23, 2014 |
This is long.. You are getting it.. Keep it up Thanks for the dedication! 1 Like |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Nobody: 9:52pm On Sep 23, 2014 |
Handie, advertise your story on FP topic, and some on going interesting story. |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 10:46pm On Sep 23, 2014 |
S/o to all arsenal fans in the house..... I hope say no be another trophyless 9years una dey enter again so o Karim’s life was sweet, he was no longer required to bust pipelines and lift oil. His work was a little more subtle, ever since he got into the big league, he got things even before he needed them especially this season when the privileged information that Alhaji Hassim was recruiting for new associates got to him. In the last couple of weeks, he had collected over 10 cars from people who felt he could influence the decision of them joining in. He would make tonnes of money selling the cars. His plan was to sell all of them but he changed his mind and would rather keep 2 of the best and sell out the 8 remaining ones. The cars were exotic, the least one will cost about N8M, calculating N64M from nothing but just been in charge of a job position. His job these days seemed like he was working with the DPR (Department of Petroleum Resources). Do you know what kind of bribe those guys get? A new envelope was dropped for his driver to give to him this early morning as he made his way out. As Karim’s driver drove out of the gate into Bourdillon road, he opened the envelope and found keys and a note along with the keys, they note read Here is the key to a luxury flat in Dubai, fully paid for. All the documents in your name when you open the door. JB +2348099987763 Karim laughed out loud in the car, his driver Musa wanted to ask but it’s not always a good idea to question your boss’s action. So, he ignored. Karim had been receiving gifts from this JB man for a few weeks now, last week he enveloped a Bank of America cheque of $120,000 to Karim.He was sure, the JB guy knew exactly what he wanted, so he decided to give him a call.Karim rang the number, the voice on the other side of the phone answered Good morning Karim, I thought you’d have called sooner? Karim replied JB, I have been receiving your gifts for a couple of weeks now, how may I help you? JB replied: My name is Jibola Balogun, I just have one request for you. I hope you can help me? Karim replied: let’s hear it. Jibola replied: The new positions Alhaji put in your charge are still open right? Karim replied: Yes, they are still available. It’s all yours if you want it? Jibola replied: I have no interest in it but it should never go to Lana Reis & Nikky. The line went dead. Jibola thought to himself, Nikky tried to kill me to steal what I built with Yemi and now wants to sit on top of the world.Meanwhile on the night Jibola was attacked.A stranger saved Jibola after the Policemen beat him and stabbed violently several years ago. It took several surgeries and staying underground for him to be back in business. The stranger happens to be the only surviving daughter of Alhaji Hassim’s mentor. The man who started the enterprise of Oil bunkery, the dead Army General. The General revealed the tricks and network of the trade to Alhaji Hassim. Behind every great fortune, there is a great crime. Alhaji Hassim not only betrayed the General but also sought to destroy everything the General had. She changed her identity when she survived the wiping out of their entire family by the skin of her teeth With family wealth of over $3 Billion submitted humbly to the JB’s mastermind, Jibola had everything he needed to save his in-law’s name and also annihilate Nikky. 1 Like |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 11:09pm On Sep 25, 2014 |
It was early October 1984, A cool evening Breeze blowing in the Barracks. General Ishaya was close to retirement, having served his country for well over 35 years, a close ally to Gen. Babangida. Those were times when the nation was strict and properly regulated. Not so many people were into oil bunkery, some of the biggest thieves then were a couple of corrupt Army Generals. General Ishaya limped his way to his car with the aid of his walking stick, limp from an injury he sustained in the Civil war, his old age made the limp more evident. Nobody could retire the General unless the Head of state makes mention of this, even at that it has to be done honourably due to the huge part he played in the Civil war years ago. The General left Dodan Barracks to visit his friend at the Apapa port, The Senior Customs officer had spent virtually the same amount of years the General had spent in the Army. Walking into his office, the General noticed he was talking keenly with a junior officer. However, he noticed that the conversation wasn’t like that of a senior officer to a junior officer rather it was more relaxed and laidback, it sounded more like there were gisting to General Ishaya.The General broke off the conversation his friend was having by making a joke at his friend’s potbelly with his walking stick. He dismissed the young officer, they both greeted each other in Hausa, as they walked and talked about family and about the General’s son upcoming wedding. The General was however interested in the officer his friend was conversing with earlier on. General asked “Jerry, who is that young man you were talking to earlier on” He replied “He’s very intelligent and full of promises; he could be DG of Customs if he plays his politics well” General asked “How can you make such statement about him, he looks so young, who is he?” He replied “He is ASC-II Aliu Momoh, he graduated from the University of Benin, studied Business Administration, one of the best in his class” General replied “Hmmm” He continued “Also a very smooth operator” General hit back sarcastically “I knew he had to be special to you, more than him just being good in school work, he supplies you girls abi, i must tell Maureen about this, Jerry! Jerry!! Jerry!!!” The General joked as he pointed to him as he mentioned his name. Jerry replied “Look at this, old man. It’s not what you think it is, he helps me with bookkeeping with my small side business o” General replied “Are you sure, or are you just hiding behind that excuse” Jerry replied “If it was that one, i would have informed you; those young girls are good for the blood, you shameless crippled old bastard” They both laughed. Jerry continued “Why are you asking about this young man anyway.” General replied “I know the kind of person you’re; a strict disciplinarian, I know for sure you don’t mix with your subordinates. I’m just wondering why you would stoop so low for that boy.” Jerry replied “I have told you, he seems trustworthy and he’s been running a few errands for me and am very satisfied with his overall performance” General responded; “its okay then, but i would like to know him, any young friend of yours is a friend of mine. We need this young men more than they need us” Jerry replied “I can get him for you now if you would like to meet him as we speak” General cut him short and responded “No need to see him now, send him to my office by Friday” Jerry replied “Okay, let’s not forget about your son’s wedding” General replied “All that has been taken care of, he would bring her to greet you and Maureen tomorrow evening, his wife is from Kaduna state, she’s even royalty” Jerry replied “No wonder you never spoke against it, we all know how meticulous you’re about your children’s marital lives especially your first son” General replied laughing “what is your point exactly, Jerry?” Jerry replied “My point is that if her family was a nobody, you probably won’t give them your blessing, so cut the bullshit” General laughed “Well, i need to make sure that this family fortune i have built doesn’t get into the wrong hands. The only way is to make sure that our children marry into the right family so we can both move forward, not marry into a family that will take us back to stone age.” Jerry countered his argument “But you were a nobody when you married Aisha, Aisha’s father loved you like his son, he never despised your humble beginning. Now, look at where you’re” General replied “We’re all on the same page here, okay, i want to expand his franchise, that’s why the royalty in my son’s wife family is highly required” Jerry stood up and started packing up his table as General continued to prove his point to Jerry. They both came out of Jerry’s office and made their way to their individual cars and closed for the day. Aliu Momoh was just arrived at General Ishaya’s office, an average height, slender, good-looking young man stood before General’s secretary, Mrs. Lawanson. She asked him to sit down while she disappeared into the large well decorated General’s office. The General’s office was filled with different medals of honour in service of his country. After a few minutes, she came out and told Aliu the General was ready to see him now. She led the way for him. He tried to salute the General but he was way past that the salutation. He continued “Good afternoon, Aliu” Aliu replied “Afternoon General, Oga Jerry sent me to you” He snapped “So, you and Jerry have gotten so comfortable with each other that you now call him Oga instead of his title” Aliu replied “Am sorry sir” The General continued folding his hands over each other on the huge table “You come highly recommended by Jerry, so i want this to be short and very direct” Aliu replied “Thank you, sir” The General continued “I have a business proposition for you, its way bigger than what Jerry is offering you. I can assure you, you will make so much money that you might even resign from the Nigeria Customs & Excise Services. ” Aliu getting excited replied “I am interested, Sir” The General continued “The perks of the job are absolutely incredible, the remuneration is totally based on how much work is done. Basically, you will be the PR person for the job. But how do you feel about doing something illegal? Aliu swallowed spit as he gazed at the stone cold look on the General’s face, he thought about it and decided that there was no going back on what the General was telling him. Its either he takes it or he winds up dead in some hidden bush path somewhere in a few days time. Aliu responded “I am okay with it, sir” The General replied “Am glad, we’re on the same page, now to tell you more about our operations” Aliu settled well into his seat. The General continued “During the Civil war, I led a lot of men to war against Biafra. That was where i got shot in the leg, i would have been resigned from the Military but i am part of the ‘powers that be’ in the Nigerian Army. So I get to stay in the Army as much as i want. Long story short, we came across some NNPC pipelines that were vandalised. People were stealing the oil. We were able to stop them from stealing the fuel, but it was difficult to stop the damages done to the pipes. We decided to investigate what they do with the stolen oil; it wasn’t only used for fuelling their machines but they sold them to the neighbouring country to buy arms to fight. We were also able to uncover the conspiracy where they trade arms for other resources with Israel, Israel was a great support to the Biafran Army, We’re able to seal one part of their funding for the war by manning those NNPC pipelines. Aliu, the problem was half solved not fully because some of my soldiers came to me with this lucrative deal of stealing the petrol. I bluntly refused the proposal but i couldn’t court marshal them because they were the best of my men. We’ve been in so many wars together. A good General is only as good as soldiers in his command. I later agreed out of satisfying them than myself. Over the years, we broke more pipelines and increased our operations to other parts of the country where NNPC pipelines passed through, we also made sure that the vandalization looked like it was carried out by indigenes, my boys also dressed as indigenes when carrying out the operations. Business is good. I know you’re wondering how you’re relevant to this operation” Aliu was paying rapt attention to the conspiracy theory the General was telling him. The General continued “Aliu, I am growing old; my legs are beginning to fail me more than usual, I need a new face for the business, someone new, someone my business partners can trust” Aliu swallowed his spit for the second time as he listened to the General’s epistle. The General asked “Before i forget, Where do you pray on Fridays?” Aliu was puzzled “How do you mean sir?” The General replied “Friday prayers, where do you pray?” Aliu replied “I’m not muslim sir, am a Christian” The General replied confused “Ok, any more surprises, i hope you aint telling me now that you aint Hausa” Aliu tried to put it in his best way he could and said “Sir, am not a muslim and neither am i an Hausa man , I’m from Ishan Central in Edo state” The General didn’t know what to say anymore, he just started laughing. He replied “Why didn’t Jerry tell me you weren’t Hausa and not muslim either. Anyway, what’s most important is that you’re sincere and we have an understanding” Aliu still kept mute while the General continued “You can leave now Aliu, i will contact you very soon” This was the beginning of the business relationship that would produce the notorious anonymous outlaw, Alhaji Hassim 1 Like |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by labaski(f): 12:09am On Sep 26, 2014 |
uhmm...nice work handie..more grease to ur elbow.. |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 6:35am On Sep 26, 2014 |
Nice one bro.. I suggest you include a link to this story in ya signature and comment on several posts to gather more followers.. I doubt if you have up to 20 followers! |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 10:01am On Sep 26, 2014 |
Mention: Nice one bro..I don't have that time. Just using this to fight boredom and I'm already looking at other alternatives to killing boredom |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 10:26am On Sep 26, 2014 |
handie: I don't have that time. Just using this to fight boredom and I'm already looking at other alternatives to killing boredomSo you are planning to abandon this work? |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 1:38pm On Sep 26, 2014 |
Mention:yeah. I try my best to make this a success and I know it'll be but people not following it? I can't write a story only me is gonna be reading. best thing is to abandon it for now till I find a platform where people are actually gonna read it and commend me where I should be commended and correct me where I should be corrected |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 1:45pm On Sep 26, 2014 |
handie: yeah. I try my best to make this a success and I know it'll be but people not following it? I can't write a story only me is gonna be reading. best thing is to abandon it for now till I find a platform where people are actually gonna read it and commend me where I should be commended and correct me where I should be correctedBro... You have no time to promote ya work, so why are you complaining? Other writers post links to their stories in other threads and work on their followers' base.. Well its ya story not mine |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by labaski(f): 5:43pm On Sep 26, 2014 |
hi handie, i ld rather u do as Mention has earlier suggested..it will help..just include d link in ur signature and make comments and mentions often at oda pple's thread.. u can try n visit d writers' seminar too..(donno if it s stl on though).. unless u dont wanna continue and finish d story.. Mention was right, it is ur story not ours but it is to ur own achievement and success.. PEACE.. |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 7:09pm On Sep 26, 2014 |
labaski: hi handie, i ld rather u do as Mention has earlier suggested..it will help..just include d link in ur signature and make comments and mentions often at oda pple's thread.. u can try n visit d writers' seminar too..(donno if it s stl on though)..Gbam... |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 9:50pm On Sep 26, 2014 |
labaski: hi handie, i ld rather u do as Mention has earlier suggested..it will help..just include d link in ur signature and make comments and mentions often at oda pple's thread.. u can try n visit d writers' seminar too..(donno if it s stl on though)..Can u guys help do the promotion? I'm quite new on nairaland and if there's anyway u guys can help me do this, I promise the story will worth it#planning on giving it my best |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 9:58pm On Sep 26, 2014 |
handie: Can u guys help do the promotion? I'm quite new on nairaland and if there's anyway u guys can help me do this, I promise the story will worth it#planning on giving it my bestIts still ya story.. I would try but trust me, nobody would do it better than you would have done . You are even older than me on NL.. I joined dz month while you joined last month.. And you already have a topic that made FP, in fact it was ya first topic on NL.. Just dedicate a little bit of time and stop giving avoidable excuses.. |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by labaski(f): 12:54am On Sep 27, 2014 |
handie: Can u guys help do the promotion? I'm quite new on nairaland and if there's anyway u guys can help me do this, I promise the story will worth it#planning on giving it my best Mention:[quote author=handie] Mention has sed it..unfortunately i donno aw to include a link in one's signature.. |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 1:03am On Sep 27, 2014 |
labaski: Mention has sedCheck out my Signature... Just copy and paste this to your signature and the link would be part of ya signature.. [+url]https://www.nairaland.com/1907590/adjacent-crime-thriller[/url] Kindly Remove the '+' sign after pasting! |
Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 12:20pm On Sep 27, 2014 |
Chike knew he couldn’t take Lana out of the present equation for long if he wanted his plan to succeed. He had clearly stated out his plans to Lana who he was sure would give into else they would go on National TV and arrest him and prosecute on several charges. Lana would be the mole they wanted in Alhaji Hassim’s camp. Lana was on his way to his house when Nikky’s call came in, he picked “Hello Nikky” Lana answered “Whats up, heard some assassins were at your house early this morning” Nikky replied Lana inquired “How would you know that, was it on Linda Ikeji’s blog, that just happened about 3 hours ago” “Hope you’re alright, we would be meeting Karim very soon” Nikky responded “WOW…information travels that fast?” Lana replied Nikky continued “The most important thing is that you’re safe, i am on my way to your house now, we need to sit down and talk” Lana replied “What’s there to talk about? My house is filled with dead bodies, blood splattered everywhere” Nikky replied “I’m on my way, i will arrange for the bodies to be removed, hope you now believe me about Seyi and Kelechi planning to execute you” Lana replied “Can we not talk about Seyi and Kelechi now, I will see you in a bit” Lana dropped the call, urged his cab driver to speed up, the JTF office was located somewhere along Awolowo road, Ikoyi. He needed to get home before Nikky gets there. Nikky arrived a few minutes after Lana got there, she looked around the place, the house looked like a mini war-zone. Nikky was wading her shoes through the blood spills and rubbles on the floor, Lana came down from his bedroom, he found some guys downstairs cleaning out the living room. Some were dragging out the bodies of his bodyguards, cook, and the assassins’. Nikky looked around and asked Lana how escaped. She looked him in the eye and asked him to answer. Lana replied “How can you ask me that sort of question, i survived the gun fight, killed the assassins” Nikky didn’t look satisfied with the explanation Lana gave her and pushed for more answers but Lana fought back by saying “How come you don’t believe i could survive those assassins or did you send them to me?” Nikky knew she had to stop pushing now, she looked through the living room, kitchen and finally made her way to Lana’s room. Nikky’s investigative approach to his assassination attempt was getting on Lana’s nerve. She was deep in her thought looking around for what Lana didn’t understand. Lana startled her when he tapped her arm as he asked the question “When are we meeting Karim” Nikky replied mindlessly still looking around “We’re to meet with him for 3PM” Nikky continued “Need you to raise about N7M before that time, i have got N7M already on my own” Lana asked curiously “Errm…..What am i bringing N7M for?” Nikky continued “Well, since you’re new to the game, you need to know, we need to bribe this man. He is Alhaji’s right hand man. He has been receiving gifts from people who are interested in this position, I know some people who have bought him Bentleys, Patek Phillipe wristwatch, all sort of expensive things. I have the ultimate gift that will steal his heart away” Lana replied “Okay, i never thought about that but there is no problem, I just need to go to the bank and withdraw money, you might need to reschedule the meeting for 9PM.” Nikky replied “Okay, no problem” she got out of his bedroom and he couldn’t but notice how cute her behind was in the skinny jeans she was wearing, the high heel she was putting on helped make sure her behind was a prominent feature on her back. Lana was almost feeling a boner in the pants. Imagining sliding his thing into her from the back, looking at that tattoo behind her neck. Nikky placed a call to Karim to inform him about the rescheduling of the appointment, he was cool with the new time they agreed on. 2 Likes |
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