This is a thriller story that might bore u to death or get u shouting on ur feet ,so keep calm ,get ur popcorn and rise to an applause

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Prologue


The Convoy quickly came to a stop. Clare stared at her driver for explanation but it was obvious the man was confused as well.She peered through the tinted window but could only see the massive stretch of trees.The car in .

was the latest in the series of the Mercedes G-Class provided specially for the first family together with it additional comfort .it had a special radio frequency for easy communication with security forces and also had a tracker which was the first of its kind.

The tracker which was developed by a government funded company in Japan .and had the ability to track cars that has been within its radar in a given time .It made it possible to track cars or vehicles who are trailing the presidential vehicle .It also had a strong super computer connected to the SBB which gives access to CCTV around the route to avoid getting into traffic jam .

It was with this assurances that Claire relaxed sinking her feet into the footmat ,not minding what was happening outside . As the driver opened the door to come out of the car, there was a pop sound and it was over .Blood splashed on the face as she stared at the remains of what was her driver s head .she screamed and started banging on the window hoping to get out.

"Help me out" she screamed

At that instant ,a head appeared through the half opened driver's door .It was a black guy with a well pronounced Adam apple .

"Pls help me ,I will pay u back ,I think "

"Greet ur grandma for me" the coarse voice cut in .

And that moment she knew it was over

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Story officially starts next week .Don't miss out .Grab ur popcorn and enjoy the ride .

hmmm let's wait and see

Following

Following man

Chapter 1

BSS headquarters
Location- unknown

Number one closed the door of his soundproof office expelling the noise that has consumed the floor beneath him. Was it the buzzing of bells ,furious hands of desk officers striking their keyboard or the gossip which was absent when he is around but rises to a din the moment he leaves the floor. He hated just the idea of being out of his "safe and comfortable"office for a second.He smiled as he pondered if his office was really safe and comfortable.

His office was very big with a special restroom and even a sleeping bed .The door was adjacent to a "simple "mahogany table containing just a stationery pack,some newspapers(yeah of course they still buy the dallies in this century, as a smile crept up his face ), a computer system and an electric machine of some sorts.Behind the chair is a wall with a security mechanism of some sort which when the right data is correctly entered give access to another hidden room.

And yeah,his room wasn't safe and comfortable.He always scans the room with a bug scanner revealing those "little bitches" as he called.But he never removed them, never willing to tip off the trespasser.Top secret meeting were never carried out here as well .He smiled as he thought how funny it is that an agency of which more than 80percent of the French are not aware of,manages to garner such secret attention. To the French,the TIB was their equivalent of the CIA,but if only they know .
The shrill cry of his alarm brought him out of his reverie.He turned to the computer only see his assistant Moneypenny standing at door through the CCTV .He pressed one of the numerous buttons on his table allowing the door to slide across .Moneypenny entered quickly.

"Any thing "he asked

"Beta's convoy has been attacked and not a security personnel is in sight .We just got the news from news reporter"

BSS had adopted the naming of the first family with different character from the CIA. The president was the known currently as OPSILON and his wife as OMEGA.

Number one's face created into a frown,and he knew that something was wrong .

"Alright give me some space" replied Number one.

The moment Moneypenny was out ,he pressed another button on the table and watched as a drawer popped out .He grabbed a box and sending the drawer into its place made for the door.
"So much from a simple mahogany table" he thought as he entered his 2010 Dacia Duster

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Three police cars stood by, why the bulk of the policemen where trying to push back the crowd of reporters and picture taking onlookers.
Bruno levisrex drove carefully to avoid hitting bystanders .He looked around carefully,catching a young man with blonde hair pickpocketing.The road lacked residential area and the closest thing was a farm .He came down from the car and made his way to crowd .The police officer let him into the area the had managed to mark out.


"Detective Bruno" one of the policemen who recognized him called out.He didn't recognized the young man with bony cheek and his oversized uniform .

"To be frank with you ,I think the crime.scene has been messed with.No sign of anyone other than the girl when we arrived " the officer continued

The convoy looked like an abandoned funeral convoy.Signs of blood was strew around the place .There was absolutely nobody in the four vehicles .Bruno couldn't see the body of the girl because the officer reported that the body was removed in an ambulance earlier .There was no bullet casing ,no sign of any shootout other than lines of blood .More police vehicles started appearing and the crowd started dispersing.

"The forensic unit have arrived " Another officer reported .

Mr Bruno started heading back to the his car,the case was more than he had expected.He would had wanted to remain at the crime scene but seeing the body would enable him to start his deductions .He had managed to get the name of the hospital .
The car stopped in front of Brount villa hospital. As he stepped out of his car and made his way to the reception,he saw a familiar face .

"Inspector Markov what are you doing here " asked Bruno on reaching the frowning face.

"Ohh you are here already , I guessed right by the way" replied Markov with a big frown

"So what is the problem ?what is really the girl's situation ?"

"The girl was never brought here,the ambulance disappeared and the 1st lady too"

"Meaning what"

"The first lady has been kidnapped and her daughter probable dead body is missing "

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To be contd next week
who could be attacking the first French family (fff) .People don't have respect again ohhh