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|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Onemansquad(m): 9:01pm On Oct 08, 2014|
Tnx handie 4 d dedication
#waithn 4 da next update
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Onemansquad(m): 9:03pm On Oct 08, 2014|
labaski:yeeee!!! Yelow nd green
#why u no blush green white green
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 9:04pm On Oct 08, 2014|
The update os kinda short. Just bear with me. By God's grace, we'll be finishing the adjacent tomorrow afternoon and starting another series in the evening or the next morning
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Fatalveli(m): 9:06pm On Oct 08, 2014|
handie:I'd be really glad if u can just use d word 'Hypocrite'
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 9:10pm On Oct 08, 2014|
Fatalveli:Baba, in trying to do what's right, going to church, reading my bible, meeting Muslims and learning from them as I believe we all serve the same God hypocritical? If that's the meaning of hypocrisy, I rather be an hypocrite than be a religious fanatic
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 10:06pm On Oct 08, 2014|
Okay.. So we are finishing it tomorrow.. Here comes the action!!!
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by iphie17: 2:59am On Oct 09, 2014|
Hassim go hear am, all dx pple on his tail. Handie cos say I pour sand 4 una garri dats why u no hail me bah? *jx joking* cnt wait 4 ur nxt story #goes bk to ghost mode
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 3:27am On Oct 09, 2014|
[quote author=iphie17 post=26984244]Hassim go hear am, all dx pple on his tail. Handie cos say I pour sand 4 una garri dats why u no hail me bah? aww! sorry dearie. I go dedicate the next update to you..... but y u pour sand for our garri?
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 7:19am On Oct 09, 2014|
SPECIALLY SPECIALLY DEDICATED TO THE LADY THAT MAKES MY HEART DANCE SKELEWU @ Iphie17. Thanks for reading the story.
THE ADJACENT EPISODE 23: Nikky was one of the first to track Alhaji Hassim
to Porto Novo. She was already waiting, walking
around the dock in a cool outfit, wearing a jean
with a colourful shirt, she walked back and forth.
She could already see his boat as it was
flamboyant all over.
There was little activity around the yacht as it
was preparing to leave the dock. The service
boys were moving loads in. Carefully carrying
them to make sure none of the items were
She saw a glimpse of Alhaji Hassim as he came
out to hurry the boys up.
Rooney and his entourage of personal soldiers
rode into Seme border going straight ahead to
the dock yard. Driving through in 2 SUVs tinted
glasses. Their drive-through looked like a
A man with the same look as Alhaji Hassim got
down from Abuja to Lagos earlier in the
afternoon; unknown to him was another man
trailing him on the same flight. The similarity
between this Alhaji Hassim & the one in Benin
Republic was unbelievable; they could pass for
identical twin only they aren’t.
Alhaji Hassim needed to pick up one more thing
before going on his self exile. The most
important part of the Alhaji Hassim charade.
He walked out of the arrival departure and took
a cab to Dolphin Estate.
The old man who was trailing Alhaji also got into
a cab and asked the cab to follow him.
As soon as Alhaji Hassim got to Dolphin House,
he went into the kitchen, everything looked
compartmentalized. He walked over to the gas
cooker, a GE Dual Fuel Slide-In Range, he slid it
out and tore out the wallpaper on the wall.
Beneath the wallpaper was a wooden
compartment that he brought out, his face
shone bright as he brought out his prized
possession, the wristwatch that stored all of his
He brought out the Patek Phillipe World Time
wristwatch, the gold plated edge was still shining
bright even after spending many years in the wall
of the kitchen.
As he stood up to move, the man who was
trailing him entered into the kitchen, and he
couldn’t believe he was seeing his long time
friend, the Minister of Defence.
“Idris, what are you doing here?” Alhaji Hassim
called him out by his first name
“Nothing really, I’m just following you around,
what are you doing here” The Minister replied
The Minister entered into the kitchen and saw
the cooker out of its place, the wallpaper off the
wall, the space dug into the wall, the wooden
compartment on the floor, the minister knew
Alhaji was here to pick up something.
“You know it’s actually quite ingenious what you
did with the Alhaji Hassim brand, how you killed
the man who taught you the business, Gen.
Ishaya, how you almost wiped out his entire
He kept talking while pacing around the kitchen,
“Yes, about his family that you nearly wiped out.
You left someone out of it, his last daughter.
Do you know how unbelievable this world is?
She married a junior oil bunker and also inherited
the billions of dollars you couldn’t find in the
raid in his house. His name is Jibola Balogun,
he’s on his way to kill your body double at Porto
Novo. I really give it to you with your plans and
You’re very clever, I’m sure you’re wondering
why I’m talking to you like this, wondering if I
have lost my mind but then again as a man that
you’re, you must guess that your whole charade
is coming to an end.
And yes, I’m working with Jibola Balogun, how
else do you think they would have been able to
raid your safe-house at Bourdillon?
Dont worry no one will notice you’re gone, a
collision is about to happen at Porto Novo that
will make news headlines everywhere. I had a
problem with your recent operations about 2
years downward, your boys killing each other,
the presidency set up a serious team to track
Well, I’m proud of what you’ve accomplished for
” The Minister went on
“Wont you say anything? ” The minister asked’
“Of course, I will respond to you. it just seem
like you had rehearsed this for a while, so I
wanted you to finish with your epistle. ” Alhaji
clearly and distinctively said, maintaining his
Idris had caught up with his vices but he dint
spend 25 years on the throne of been Alhaji
Hassim for nothing, his contingency plan was in
double folds that this slowpoke didn’t know
“Well, I have always wanted to give you a piece
of my mind but then the time never came but
Jibola has just made it available for me. I didn’t
want to sell you out in the first place but on
second thought why not? Your whereabouts’
came very expensive, don’t worry” Minister
“How much exactly did he pay you to betray me”
Alhaji Hassim asked him
“It wasn’t really about the money, it was more
about being tired of you, and he paid $15m” The
“Can you see why am up for regime change for
the Alhaji Hassim franchise?? Those young boys
spend money, good money at that. I was also
particularly mad at the way your double handled
the Rooney case, he didn’t deserve to die like
that…..Wait a minute, he isn’t dead!” The
“Idris, I really need to get on a plane very soon,
I can’t deal with you and your betrayal right
now” Alhaji Hassim said
The Minister of Defence started laughing as
Alhaji Hassim tried to leave the kitchen, the
minister pushed him backwards
“Only one person leaves this house, it’s either
me or you and lastly, I told Rooney about that
wristwatch with your bank codes, so either ways,
Rooney will come and look for it” The Minister
of Defence said
Alhaji instantly lost his temper and a fight broke
out in the kitchen, 2 old men fighting, battling
for their lives. Idris had the upper hand early
enough, been able to rain down more punches
down Alhaji’s face until Alhaji was able to send
his knee into Idris’s rib cage, making him lose
the grip on Alhaji’s neck.
As soon as Alhaji broke free from the grip, he
grabbed a knife and drove it into the Minister’s
neck, twisting the knife as he saw life leave the
body of his long time friend and associate, the
Minister went down slowly, trying to use his
hand to stop the blood from flowing but his
attempt was futile. He died in the pool of his
The blood had also stained Alhaji’s outfit as well
but not so much. He got out of the kitchen went
to bedroom to see if he can get something for
He saw a change of outfit there and left the
house, heading straight to the airport,
wondering and hoping he can still catch his flight
for that evening.
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 7:47am On Oct 09, 2014|
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by labaski(f): 8:15am On Oct 09, 2014|
@ mention, thief second to comment
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by labaski(f): 8:42am On Oct 09, 2014|
Onemansquad:i dont feel like..
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Fatalveli(m): 9:12am On Oct 09, 2014|
handie:U don't get it, a real person has to trust and believe in his own very religion! If u are both muslim and christian @ d same time, some complications will rise and you will find it hard to forsake one religion for the other since u already believe in both... I'm not trying to convince u ooo, just sharing my own opinion!
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Fatalveli(m): 9:19am On Oct 09, 2014|
handie:U don't get it, a real person has to trust and believe in his own very religion! If u are both muslim and christian @ d same time, some complications will rise and you will find it hard to forsake one religion for the other since u already believe in both... I'm not trying to convince u ooo, just sharing my own opinion! For example, if u have a little problem and u went to the church to relate it to ur pastor, what he is gonna tell you to do will be totally different from what ur alfa will tell u to do! Dats where complications will arise and u mind will start battling on which one you should go for, so it is better to have one religion dat u will totally believe in than having two religions where doubts will arise...
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 10:57am On Oct 09, 2014|
THE ADJACENT EPISODE 23: Chike took a team of 5 men along with him to
Porto Novo, 2 men were outside scanning the
neighbouring docks for any sense of trouble.
Chike was still waiting for his Beninese police he
was promised as back-up. They hadn’t shown up
Chike gathered his men into a circle to instruct
them on how to proceed, specifically giving
them orders to keep it as civil as possible, he
“Team Alpha & Beta, the first team will consist
of 2 guys, you will both stay outside and guide
the perimeter” Pointing to the agents to stay
outside and the location where they will stay.
They braced themselves as they were about to
proceed to the yacht, some of Alhaji’s boys
noticed the armed men coming towards the
The boat-boy ran inside to inform Alhaji who
was already done with the shredding.
Chike took a deep breath as he was about to
enter the yacht, he looked from top to bottom
at the gigantic masterpiece, nothing short of
As they boarded, A young man came up to them
to ask them if they wanted to see Modibbo
Graham Missah. Before the young man could
answer, Alhaji came out and invited him into the
Chike tried not to notice the class and the
finesse of the yacht, so beautifully decorated
and unbelievably simple. Chike couldn’t ignore
the billionaire’s edifice.
He led them into a tastefully furnished room, his
office. With a large table, with gold trimming on
the edge with an executive chair on the other
side. Alhaji took a seat on the other side while
signifying for Chike to sit down while the other
agents stood behind Chike.
Seeing the mystery man sitting before you
totally takes away all the preparation you’ve had
in your head. Chike was trying hard to maintain
composure. Alhaji Hassim was beaming with
confidence, he didn’t look like he would leave
the yacht arrested or in any way.
Chike was still wondering how the
transformation of the gateman who was begging
for his boss turned into this fearless billionaire,
it was rather astounding to Chike.
“You’re Alhaji Modibbo Graham Missah?” Chike
“Yes, I am. Is there a problem?” Alhaji replied
“You’re a fantastic actor, Alhaji” Chike said,
smiling as he crossed his legs over eachother
“Few hours ago, you were a gateman begging for
the life of your boss, and now you’re the head of
the famous oil theft ring.” Chike continued
“I am, A certain school of thought believes that
the best place to hide anything is in plain sight”
“I was right there in front of you at Bourdillon,
you didn’t notice a thing, if you had taken me
there, it would have been the end but here!
There is only one outcome and I have checked
every other possibility and its still the same, you
all die here, your bodies will be thrown to the
sharks in international waters” Alhaji said
Chike looked at his wristwatch and looked back
at Alhaji waiting for him to continue with his
“You will die and all of this will go back to
normal, put a pin on that. Take this outcome as
well, by some weird occurrence, I will die but
that wouldn’t be the end of our smuggling ring.
Another one will come up. That reminds me, I
hope you’re well armed because you might have
more company showing up.” Alhaji explained
“How do you mean your death won’t be the end
of the smuggling ring?” Chike questioned
“Firstly, I’m sure you don’t know what you’re
dealing with, you keep following the trail to see
where it leads you. Alhaji Hassim is a firm
believer or follower of the Adolf Hitler system.
Let me give you an hint, Adolf Hitler was the
first person to use a body double.
So, you can understand how things can get
complex from here on.
I’m Alhaji’s body double; the real Alhaji Hassim is
somewhere far far away, so my death won’t
exactly do anything.” He said
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Flakkydagirl: 11:33am On Oct 09, 2014|
First To Chop and Comment...
This is getting more interesting!
Bring it on.
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by kingphilip(m): 12:00pm On Oct 09, 2014|
ma'am please wat happened to Rebecca
BTW nice story you've got here handie can't wait for it's continuation
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Hameenat94(f): 1:45pm On Oct 09, 2014|
Wow! This z getting more interesting buh pls u shuld explain abt d double body nd a gud work ure doing
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 2:06pm On Oct 09, 2014|
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 2:07pm On Oct 09, 2014|
I want more of this, Handie
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 3:05pm On Oct 09, 2014|
THE ADJACENT EPISODE 24: Chike maintained his composure as the fake
Alhaji was reeling out revelations of why Alhaji
Hassim had never been caught.
Sporadic shooting started on the dock, Chike
moved close to the window to check what was
Chike left 2 soldiers with Alhaji and moved out
with one other soldier, by the time Chike got
outside, the shooting had stopped, he could see
the bodies of the agents he left outside the
perimeter on the floor and the bodies of the
Beninese soldiers as well.
Looking ahead, he could see a small army
making its way towards the yacht, there is
someone on a wheelchair, another tall lanky guy
walking with his own mercenaries behind him,
unfortunately Nigerian customs officer.
They were moving towards him, full of purpose,
and in the front of the fight was Lanre Jimoh,
looking rugged and holding a 9mm gun.
In Chike’s head, they were heading to him in
As soon Chike came out of the yacht, the
mercenaries pointed their guns at Chike. Lanre
made a hand gesture and the mercenaries put
their guns at ease.
Lanre asked them to stop and proceeded
forward to meet with Chike half-way. It was
getting darker for everyone to see.
“Chike, this isn’t your fight” Lanre said
“But you know I can’t stay out of this, it’s my
job remember” Chike said
“You’re in over your head as you can see, you’re
out-manned and out-gunned” Lanre reiterated
“I know what the situation is, you will not spell
this out to me” Chike lashed back
“Then I’m sorry, old friend” Lanre said
Chike was trying to decipher what Lanre was
talking about as Lanre moved swiftly to his back
to applied the Vulcan nerve pinch exactly at the
back of his neck. Chike fell to the ground, going
into a mini-coma.
Lanre signalled for his one soldier out of his
own unit to stand guard watching the rest of the
JTF team as they went into yacht.
Alhaji Hassim wasn’t sure of how to play but he
was sure calm would do the magic, He was sure
that would have murdered all of his bodyguards.
For some weird reasons, all the staff of the
yacht lined up to one side as they entered into
yacht, with the dead bodies of the bodyguard in
front of them as a reminder for them not to
misbehave. One of the mercenaries rolled in
Rooney’s wheel chair, as he rolled past a certain
stewardess, he had a tingly feeling that they had
met before but the image was too far for him to
remember so he moved past.
They all assembled into Alhaji’s office, Alhaji sat
down still maintaining his 100% composure.
Rooney was the first person to speak up.
An uneasy silence filled the room, as all the
major players were in the same room, Alhaji
Hassim was sitting behind his majestic table
while Jibola Balogun, Rooney and their entourage
were all standing, watching the throne.
Rooney spoke up
“You never thought you would see me again, did
you?” Rooney asked
“Technically, I knew I would see you again.”
Alhaji’s answer was witty and sharp
“How is that?” Rooney asked tilting his head to
“I knew about your escape, how you faked your
own death, the complication that landed you in
the wheel chair as well. Your greed killed you”
Alhaji calmly lashed back at Rooney.
Rooney removed a handgun from a holster on
his wheel chair and pumped hot lead into Alhaji
Hassim. Rooney took a direct shot at his
forehead, his neck and his heart. The shots were
Everyone remained silent, held spell bound, no
one could believe what just happened.
“Get his wristwatch”, Jibola told one of the
custom officers with him.
The custom officer went and removed the
wristwatch, handing it over to Jibola.
Jibola checked the wristwatch, dissatisfied with
what he was seeing. He began lamenting
“This isn’t the Alhaji Hassim wristwatch, its
supposed to be a Patek Phillipe not a Rolex”
“There are no numbers scribbled at the back,
there is something wrong” Jibola continued
Jibola’s brain began working in hyper mode, he
remembered the Minister also told him that
Alhaji Hassim had been a birth mark at the back
of his arm, a black mole. He hurried went to the
dead carcass of Alhaji Hassim, tore out the shirt
with a table knife, turned him on his stomach,
he couldn’t find the birth mark.
He screamed out, his mood was beyond pissed,
he closed his eyes and spoke firmly in a gentle
“We’ve got the wrong Alhaji Hassim” Everyone in
the room was lost as no one understood what
Jibola was talking about.
“My source for Alhaji Hassim’s whereabout is a
close confidant of Alhaji, he would know where
he is which means Rooney just killed the fake
one” Jibola continued
“Break this down now! Who is here now? Does
Alhaji have a clone?” Rooney demanded
“Not a clone, this is Alhaji’s body double, The
man you killed is just someone who looks very
much like Alhaji Hassim and has been trained to
act like him” Jibola explained
“So, the real Alhaji Hassim is still out there?”
“We all need to find him now” Rooney continued
as he rolled his wheelchair out.
Jibola brought out his gun and shot him in the
head and said “this time you’re dead for real.”
Jibola moved forward a bit with the gun in his
hand, and said
“I know some of you worked for him, you now
work for me. He was too sentimental, we need
to be business oriented, we will make loads of
money. I am ready to pay you whatever you
want but I want the real Alhaji Hassim” He said
determined and full of promise in his eyes
“We will work day and night, tirelessly until i
have that wristwatch with Alhaji Hassim. That
wristwatch will give us the kingdom, we will have
everything we want.” He continued
“Finally, we need to move into international
waters, so who is the sailor amongst us” Jibola
No one answered, then he said,
“Nikky, the only reason I haven’t killed you yet is
because you’re the only person who can get us
into International waters” Jibola said
Nikky walked into Alhaji’s office peacefully,
taking off her disguises and looked Jibola in the
Jibola replied “We’ve got scores to settle but
Lanre nodded at Chike, signifying support for the
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Onemansquad(m): 6:00pm On Oct 09, 2014|
Mehn dix alhaji hassim na bad ruged gangstar evn if dm catch him e suffer dem sha
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 6:59pm On Oct 09, 2014|
WE'VE COME TO THE SEASON FINALE OF WHAT HAS BEEN A JOLLY GOOD RIDE. THANKS TO YOU ALL FOR THE LOVE, COMMENTS AND SUPPORT.
THE ADJACENT SEASON FINALE: The flight to Heathrow was boarding at the
departure wing of Muritala Muhammed
International Airport. Lana made his way to the
Business class section. He met an elderly man
already occupying a window seat which rightfully
belonged to him according to his ticket stub but
he let it go thinking maybe its one of the
oldman’s dying wishes.
Lana settled into his seat, waited a few more
minutes before the flight took off, it would
surely be a long journey as he brought out a
novel to keep him company. A classic one at
that, Master of the Game by Sidney Sheldon, this
was the fourth time he was reading it but each
time he picked up the book, it was as if there
was something new he was discovering about
the book, he was picking new lessons about how
to run a dynasty.
The old man beside him also minded his own
business as well but after about 2 hours, the old
man tried to initiate a conversation with Lana.
“I’m sorry I took your seat” The old man
“It’s no problem, it’s probably a fetish you have
anytime you fly” Lana replied respectfully flipping
over to the next page of his novel
“I just love the windows seat, My name is Alhaji
Graham Moddibo Missah” Alhaji introduced
“Lana Reis” Lana replied
“You know its really funny how Nigerians pay the
highest air fare in the whole world, I mean the
whole world” Alhaji tried to start up a
“Well, There are regulatory bodies who should
handle that. I’m not sure why they are not doing
anything about that” Lana finally gave into the
conversation with the old man not knowing he
was discussing with Alhaji Hassim
“The whole country is corrupt, everyone is
looking for a flaw in the system, scheming up
ways of piling up the most cash their
generations would not be able to finish
spending” Alhaji continues lamenting about the
deplorable state of the country
“The most I can say about this whole corruption
thing is that it’s in all of us, every single
Nigerian is a thief, given the right condition”
Alhaji was taken aback by this statement.
“You mean to tell me when you get into
government you will also steal?” Alhaji asked
“To be truthful to you, I will but I will leave
behind something good that our own people will
say we’ve progressed” Lana said
“Please continue” Alhaji said
“Personally, I think our administrators do not
give a hoot about us, the roads are still
deathtraps, our schools are still not equipped,
there is no constant electricity, everything is a
mess. Meanwhile, in every budget, funds are
assigned to do this and nothing gets done.
Each governor comes in, does a major road,
leaves the inner city road, rehabilitates one
school block in every 2 local governments and
already feels like an hero.
That’s not what this nation wants, we need
people who want to make a difference and don’t
even get me started on the Oil Subsidy issue.”
“and why exactly don’t you want to discuss the
oil subsidy matter?” Alhaji inquired
“Because its a scam, same oil storage facility
used by 3 or more companies. They’re just
feasting on our natural resources. Some
organizations get paid twice for a single import
they’ve done. Its daylight robbery down there”
“I’ll tell you something I heard, it’s been
happening for about 30 years or so. Whenever
these so-called foreign exploration companies
drill, they report fake figures, for example if they
drill 15 barrels, they can report they drilled 5
barrels. Meanwhile, some of our own
representatives from the NNPC will take this
result to their headquarters for payment to the
These so-called officials drafted to go abroad to
submit this documents are pampered silly with
cash rewards that they go into town and buy
themselves all sorts of things forgetting their
primary assignment abroad. The truth is that our
own people are short-changing us” Alhaji
“I couldn’t agree more, Sir” Lana said
“And then also, there is the case of Oil
bunkering, that only takes away obscene amount
from the nation” Alhaji intercepted
“Well, I call that one, wealth redistribution
except that the dividends only circulate amongst
a certain group of people” Lana replied
“Your reasoning is quite different, the country is
bleeding from that sore wound everytime” Alhaji
“Politicians can steal money, the people are
taking charge of their own future by taking
whats rightfully theirs” Lana said
“Rightfully theirs? They are stealing” Alhaji said
“It’s a natural resource, if you know where to
dig, you can find it there, no human being put it
there” Lana fought back.
“Let me ask you this, what do you do for a
living?” Alhaji asked
“I’m a businessman, importing, exporting,
merchandizing, the whole 9 yards. Why did you
ask?” Lana replied
“Nothing really, I’m just so curious with the way
you were defending the oil bunkers, it sounded
like it’s what you do” Alhaji replied
Lana laughed and replied “I’m not one of them; I
just get passionate about thieving politicians and
Alhaji laughed and said to him “By the way, this
was an interview and you passed”
Lana replied “An interview? Interview for what?”
Alhaji opened up his diary, flipped to the back
pages, brought out his pen, put the diary where
Lana could see it and scribbled down his name
And then underneath it, he wrote
Lana read the second line for about 15 times in
the space of 3 seconds. His heart pounded
violently against his chest, not sure of what to
say. Alhaji broke the silence
“Dont worry about how this meeting was
arranged, you heard about the new associate I
was looking for? ” Alhaji asked
Lana not fully regained his speech faculty nodded
like a 5 year old.
“The advertisement was wrong because I’m not
looking for an associate, I’m looking for a
replacement. I want someone else in my place, i
want to retire and settle in a different place far
far away from the shores of Africa.
I have had you in sight for quite a while
now,you’re the new Alhaji Hassim” Alhaji said
“The Alhaji Hassim life comes with a lot of
treachery, sabotage and any other ruthless evil
vice you can imagine but I believe you have the
wits to survive it. Many would have died in Porto
Novo today while new alliances would have been
formed to come and get you.
The only thing you need to be Alhaji Hassim is
this wristwatch I’m about to give to you. It
consists of a code that has all the operational
files, our clients, our processes and our
We donate anonymous to an NGO whose sole
aim is to eradicate poverty in Nigeria, an
anonymous donation of N10 million every 2
months goes to them. I know its small but the
ball is in your court now.”
Lana Reis was digesting every tiny little detail
Alhaji Hassim was giving him.
Alhaji removed the Patek Phillipe wristwatch and
gave it to Lana, Lana took it and carefully
examined it, he could see the code inscription
Alhaji told him about.
Alhaji brought out another pair of Patek Phillipe
and strapped it on, and said
“If you have any question, you have till we land
to ask, from then on I will be able to contact
you, you wont be able to contact me. I will
contact on further instructions of how to crack
the code.” Alhaji said
Alhaji relaxed back into his seat, yawned and
smiled as he closed his eyes to take a nap.
A confused look still on Lana’s face.
Chike was woken up sound of his surrounding;
the last thing he could remember was Lanre
“I’m sorry, Old friend”
The noise around his surrounding was much, it
was like he slept in the middle of a market, he
could hear bus conductors screaming their
destinations, petty traders hawking their wares,
most importantly more noise about clothes.
Chike wiped sweat off his forehead, he opened
his eyes to the dark surrounding he was, he was
inside a bus, laying on a heap of clothes. He
looked more closely and realized he was in a
vanagon bus, mostly used to smuggle second
hand clothes into Nigeria from Benin Republic.
He wasn’t sure how long he was out for, Lanre
used the nerve pinch on him. He opened the
door of the vanagon and the 12 noon sun hit his
face, the curtains of the vanagon had shielded
him from the mid day soon.
He looked left, right, back and forth and realised
he was in the middle of Aswani market.
So many questions to ask.
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Onemansquad(m): 8:47pm On Oct 09, 2014|
Hmm anxiously waitin
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by labaski(f): 9:15pm On Oct 09, 2014|
uhmm..nice one handie..cant wait to know wat will eventually happen..
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Mention(m): 9:19pm On Oct 09, 2014|
E never still finish?
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 10:08pm On Oct 09, 2014|
Mention:season 2 go dey.
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Hameenat94(f): 11:39pm On Oct 09, 2014|
handie:season 2? Tot it would finish 2day sire??
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by handie(m): 5:33am On Oct 10, 2014|
Hameenat94:seriously thinking of writing another season where the struggle to unravel the Alhaji Hassim myth continues. But honestly, there ain't any plans to start the write-up
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Fatalveli(m): 8:54am On Oct 10, 2014|
handie:Nice work! But u just have to try harder cos we wouldn't like to miss our daily bread! *thumbs up bro*
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by Fatalveli(m): 8:56am On Oct 10, 2014|
Hey Mention, where are you, so u are so gud at abusing sumbody, I saw u lashing out at clemzy at romance session.... U be bad guy ooo
|Re: The Adjacent. A Crime Thriller by iphie17: 10:47am On Oct 10, 2014|
Handie tnx 4 d dedication.....mehn dx story is getting hotter
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