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Dunga got to the island half unconscious and half dead. He managed to deck the boat on the island shores and fell into the water. The two pirates that saw him ran straight to him and dragged him out of the cold water and saw he was badly wounded. They tore off the kaki shirt he was wearing and applied a cigarette embers on the gun shot which gave off a sizzling sound like a barbecue was taking place.



The duo pirates dragged Dunga to the makeshift hut they use as the island clinic and lay his unconscious body on the bed. The pirate with a deep husk voice called out the doctor


"Docy!!! We have a situation at hand" he shouted


a thin figure appeared with a milked colour lab coat from the curtains that he used as his office and went to the wounded victim on the bed. He pressed the stethoscope on the bronze body of Dunga and scribed something on the book he came out with before telling the guys to leave that he will handle the situation.



The two pirates left,leaving the wounded Dunga with the shabby looking doctor who appeared to know what he was doing.


Docy was a man in his prime,thirty year or thereabout who went to medical school but cant graduate. The university suspended and do call him back because he was intelligent. They made the hard decision and rusticated him finally for constantly breaking the rule of no smoking in the school premises,the rule he shatters without looking back. He clicked up with the criminals after saving one of them that was shot and left to die in the bush by the security operatives.



He went back to the curtains and came back with a syringe and cotton wool dipped into a spirit solution and gave Dunga a pentazocine injection to cub the pains. The pentazocine will still act as an anesthetic for the procedure of removing the bullet.


He brought a tiny log of wood and inserted it between his teeth to avoid Dunga biting off his tongue during the process of pulling out the bullet and set down to work.




Dunga woke up the next morning and saw the large grin of the doctor who was happy the procedure went quite well without Dunga loosing so much blood. Dunga tried smiling back but the whole of his being hurts and he felt like crying. His shoulders was not like his but he tried to convince himself that he was still the owner and lay back on the clinic bed exhausted.



Dunga felt betrayed and angry. So Jeff the boy he made who he was today can summon the courage to raise a finger against him. If someone told him this will happen he will laugh like sarah did when the angels visited her. Jeff was a nobody and he made him a somebody. Dunga know that Jeff have woken up the sleeping lion in him and will dance to the tones of the spirits.



While still thinking he dozed off to sleep.

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The General was playing with the Cuban Cigar he cherish so much on his lips when Jeff walked in.


Jeff towering 6ft 5inch was huge and fair in complexion. He inherited the light skin colour from the mother because the pictures of her he was with decipated her as almost an albino. Pointed nose and a well structured chiselled muscled body,he was handsome like a Roman god.

Jeff saluted the General before he made to speak

"how was the mission Jeff" the bulky General asked.


"Sir we didnt annihilate Dunga,am afraid sir he escaped" Jeff told his superior officer.


"you mean you let Dunga get away?" the General asked like he was deaf all this while when Jeff was reporting.



"am afraid sir he sneaked out of our fingers but If you should give me one more chance i will make sure i give him a run for his life" Jeff said



The General bent his head to think. Maybe he should offer Jeff more chances as he deems fit cause he cannot go around chassing criminals when people like Jeff who took it has a hobby is alive.


"Ok. One more chance but dnt fail me again,this time,i might not find it funny" the General said and went back to play with the Cuban Cigar.


"Thank you sir" Jeff said without much ado,he saluted the General who was keenly looking at the Cigar and left the office.



When Jeff left the Generals office. He went off to the barrack chemist and got himself a card of rohypnol and went home with it. He knew the night will be tormenting because the remorse he was feeling for betraying a man who picked him up from the gutters and dusted him was killing him.


He opened the door to his apartment and locked the door behind him. He cant get off the image of Dunga clasping the shot shoulder blade off his head. He popped two of the rohypnol pills and quickly changed into a comfortable short and t-shirts. Within minutes of taking the rohypnol,it started taking its toll on him and he went off to his bedroom and lying down face flat he slept off.



He dreamt about fighting with Dunga in his dreams. It appeared so real that when he woke up he was covered in sweats. He made for his shower and had a cold bath before heading back to the bed for more agonizing night sleep.

Jeff can now sight the ship from a far with the binocular. The jetty was scanty and that was how it used to be on sundays that most of the workers all give themselves a personal holiday,at least to burn the money they made through out the week on women.




Jeff is a double agent.He works for both the government and the outlaws too which is a secret he will forever love to cherish as a secret because the dictator of a leader will not hesitate to hang the noose around his neck and send him to hell before he can finish his last prayers.


As an orphan Jeff had to struggle day and night so that he can see himself through school. He applied to the Army after years of graduating from university without jobs.




Jeff can now visibly see the speed boat bouncing on the water and the crew on the ship was waving green flags to him as a sign that they belong with him and not intruders that come with stories of the government he work for trying to investigate the businesses on those jetty that they sometimes do call illegal.



Jeff dropped the weed he was smoking beneath his feet and crushed it with his hefty boots.


The speed boat approached and they anchored close to the jetty and came out of their boat went through the stairs and came to shake hands with Jeff.

"this is pure brent from source you will kill for to know. The supplier still wants to remain anonymous as per the rule" Dunga said


without replying Dunga,Jeff went up to their flying boat and opened the drum of the brent crude and tasted it. That was the only way to ascertain the authencity of the product out here in the jungle so he dnt have to take chances. He rolled up a big mucus from his mouth and spat into the water.



"i love it but the thing is that you are surrounded now by the military so you have to give up the brent and run for you dear life" Jeff told Dunga who laughed and looked over his shoulders. The three pirates he came with cocked their guns ready for action in case the fact Jeff just made was a real one or cooked up to scare them.




"you think you can set me up and live to tell the story,no,nobody ever did" Dunga said,his dark skin shining with bronze coloured sweats.


Jeff bent to pick up something on the ground and a bullet whizzed pass him. It hit Dunga on his shoulder blade and he ran off while the three gang he came with backed him up while they take a backward movement to the ship.



More shot echoed from the bush and two of Dunga men fell off the jetty and fell head long into the cold water.


Jeff unbuckled the holster on his ankle and brought out .9mm pistol and pointed it at Dunga and was walking up to him with such fierce of rage on his eyes that can make the devil cry.



The atmosphere was heated. Dunga not seeing any other option grabbed his last man by the neck and used him as a human shield. He moved backward and once close to the flying boat pushed the dude who Jeff shot straight off on the forehead and he fell face down on the concrete but before Jeff can raise his head,Dunga was already speeding away with the life boat. Jeff fired more shots but it dropped like pebbles inside the water and Dunga sped off in full speed with the brent crude that he came with.


Jeff and Dunga have being close business associates until just before the weekend the federal military government wanted his head for sabotaging government properties and pipelines on water ways.


"Jeff am sorry i missed the target,the signal came when i leased expected it" Ade said


Two more cadets ran out from the thickets and came to stand with Jeff and Ade. Jeff clenched a first and landed Ade a jaw shattering punch which sent him crashing on the floor.



"General warned us to neutralize and annihilate all the target and i had to put my life in line so you can come and play with it right?. You have the guts to tell me you didnt see the signal in time like you have any other thing doing except from shooting the main target Dunga " Jeff said half shouting to the blood drenched figure wriggling on the ground.


"you will sleep in the guard room for one week so that you will learn your lessons the hard way" Jeff barked to the guy and ordered the rest to leave.



He went to the corpse he shot down and rummaged through the right trouser pockets for clues or evidences to trace down Dunga but except from the different collection of banks notes and a wrapped up marijuana,he was clean.



Jeff stared for minutes at the two body now floating to the current of the sea and smiled to himself. At lease,the mission was not a total flop



He took out a canon camera and snaped some shoots of the crime scene and inserted the camera back into his pocket. He picked up his phone and was placing a call while walking away from the crime scene. The post mortem department will soon come and finish up with the body.





He treked till he came out on the major road where he parked his car. He jumped in and zoomed off raising a pyramid of dust in the air.

The story you are about to read is my second shot at putting up something on this website i cherish so much.



Your humble corrections and helpful advises will be appreciated.


This work is pure fiction from the creative mind of the author.


Author-Mazzi Agubanze