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CHAPTER SEVEN
Rachel was in the kitchen assisting the Patrick's housemaid.
"Get me the bottle of dry pepper." Rachel said to the old lady.
The lady in her mid forties opened a shelf hung on the wall and brought
out a bottle of dried red pepper.
"Here ma." The lady, Onome replied.
"Stop calling me ma. Aunty Onome. I am your kid sister." Rachel
corrected.
"I know you are my kid sister. Even our last born is older than you
but circumstances can make one bow for one's son." Onome replied.
Rachel added a little pepper to the egg she was frying then turned to
face Onome.
"Circumstances like? please tell me more." Rachel said pleadingly.
Even though she is in her father-in-law's residence on a visiting
purpose. She enjoyed chatting with Onome anytime she came visiting and
Onome on the other hand is always looking forward to her visit. Rachel
got to know more about Onome after she got married to Clement. The newly
wedded couple spent a week at Cheif Obi Patrick's residence before they
moved into their own apartment which at the time of the wedding was
still under construction, interior fitting to be precise.

"Look at you now, you are married to Clement, Chief Pat son. a rich
and caring husband." Onome began.
"How sure are you that he is caring?" Rachel asked.
Onome smiled.
"I have been working with the Patricks for over a decade now and I
know a lot about each and every member of the family. Chief is a no
nonsense man, he hates negligence and doesn't tolerate sluggishness.
Kelvin is that mean looking guy who will respond to your greeting once
in a month. Clement is that man who'll walk into the kitchen early in
the morning to say hello to me, a mere cook." Onome explained.
Rachel smiled happily. She is truly lucky to have this man.
"I am a cook here and I amount to nothing. I am only placed on the
high when they(the patrick) are hungry. Anything aside that, no one
cares." Onome continued.
Rachel decided to keep quiet and listen to Onome so that she won't
judge her inlaws too quickly.
"You are happily married, you hausband cares for you, you live in
affluence, confortability is the order of the day. You have a car,
you'll soon put to bed by the special grace of God. Everything seems to
be working for you and God seems to be on your side." Onome said and
swallowed hard.
Rachel decided to check what she put on fire and she turned the egg
being fried.
"I am married too but lost my husband just three months after our
marriage. I was pregnant when he died and I delivered a set of twin, a
boy and a girl. What am trying to say is, your father-in-law pays my
salary and you are his daughter-in-law and also his daughter.
Authomatically you are my employee." Onome said conclusively.
Rachel kept quiet, looking at the old lady before her with pity. As
hot tears rolled down Onome's cheeks.
"You have every reason to be thankful to God, at least you are alive
and when there is life, there is hope. Your children are your hope.
Where are they now?" Rachel asked.
"The two of them are with my mother in our hometown. They are in
secondary school now, ss2 to be precise." Onome replied.
"They are the reason why you should always thank God...."
Just then Chief Obi Patrick walked into the living room.

"Anybody home?" The old man asked as he sat down on the nearest sofa.
Onome quickly ran out of the kitchen to welcome her boss.
"Welcome sir." Onome greeted kneeling down from a distance.
"Hello." Chief Patrick replied with indifference.
"Take this suitcase into my study." He said handling a suitcase to her. she took it and made to walk out of the living room.
Just then a heavilly pregnant Rachel walked into the living room.
"Welcome daddy." She greeted kneeling down too but her knees were not touching the ground because of her condition.
"Hey, sweetheart. Come right here." Chief Patrick said opening his arms for a hug.
Rachel walked towards his and hugged him on the seat.
"I learnt you had a shock last night. Hope you are good now?"
"Yes. Am much better."
Chief Patrick smiled happily. There is this special affection he has for her, the reason to which he couldn't fathom. Maybe because he has no daughter. Or so he thought.
"Hey, you come back here." He said beckoning to Onome.
Onome descended the stairs and walked towards her long term employer.
"Give the suitcase to her. Let her take it to my study. Its been a while we talked about politics."
Onome handed the suitcase to Rachel who took it and walked towards the flight of stairs.
Just then Chief Obi patrick's phone rang.
"Hello." He said on picking the call.
"Yes, I am his father. Any problem?"
"What!?" He exclaimed.

--to be continued--

--continuation--
The van drove into the Khal corp headquarters with about ten policemen
lying in the second compartment of the van. The first compartment(the
driver's seat) was demacated with an iron sheet with a little opening
which allows fresh air.
"Salam aleikun." Someone greeted the driver in arabic.
"Its me Deric." The driver replied.
The two men conversed in English.
"Did you get to meet Ayo?" The man asked.
"No, but he sent his greetings." The driver replied.
"Ok good. Maleek is waiting for you." The man at the gate said.
The driver ignited the car and drove deeper into the compound. A few
seconds later, he opened the car door and made to get out.
"Where do you think you are going?" Sylvester asked through the
openig between the two compartment.
"The boss wants to see me." He replied.
"Whatever. Which is the safest way here?" Sylvester asked further.
"I don't know. I am employed as a driver and all I do is drive in
and drive out. I don't move around." He replied angrily.
"You are raising your voice man. Keep it low." Sylvester
cautioned.
"Am not keeping my voice down. I'll alert everyone in this
compound that the cops are here. I agreed to drive you guys down here
because I know if I refuse, you'll kill me and I value my life very
much. And do you think if I walk in there I won't raise and alarm?" The
driver asked.
"You know what? I'll get you killed now." Sylvester said as he
stabbed the driver with a kitchen knife through the opening of the
demarcation.

"Smith ,you come with me. We'll do a quick survey of this
compound. Then we get back to you guys for action." Sylvester said
opening the back door and jumping out of the van, Smith followed suit
and they both walked into the garage where tens of cars were parked and
about five vans were parked.
"Hey guys, you all come out in twos and threes, get into the vans
in the garrage and await the next command." Sylvester said through the
communication device.
The two men proceeded towards a door that stood at the north of the
garrage just when a redlight shone brightly on the two men. Then the
alarm started blaring loudly.
"We've been discovered. We can't face these men. Lets get out of
here as fast as we could.
Sylvester and Smith ran outside the garage and Smith quickly hopped
behind the wheel of the car and Sylvester beside him.
Smith who sat uncomfortably on the dead body of the driver who brought
them powered the car and in one swift moment he made a U-turn and was
directly facing the front gate. Sylvester from his seat was shooting the
gunmen manning the gate. And from his knowledge of targetting, he was
able to drop the three men who stood before the gate, while Smith sped
towards the gate and slammed the van on the gate.
Forcefully, the gate gave way and the van flew outside the compound in
full speed. Sylvester looked at Smith in a bid to commend him but was
suprised to see blood all over the steering wheel. The force with which
the car hit the gate and coupled with the fact that he wasn't sitting
comfortably made him hit his head on the steering wheel.
"Smith, can you hear me?" Sylvester asked.
He realised the car was heading toward a nearby oak tree and he can't
afford to let that happen. In three quick pull ups, he brought the car
to a halt with the help of the hand brake.
"Come on guys, lets get out of here. Smith is unlikely to make it
out of here alive." Sylvester said opening the door and he ran deeper
into the bush, his boys followed suit and the terrorist gave them a hot
chase. Even though he had no idea of where the bush path will lead him
but he knew it has to lead to somewhere safe, because running through
the untarred road which connects the hideout with the main road is
dangerous. He knew running through the road in which they had come is a
death sentence because of an ambush that lay ahead and the basecamp that
provide first hand cover to the building. He knew there can't be
anything of such in a forest as thick as this but he won't loose his
guard. He was running with all his might, then he glanced back to see
his his men are still behind him. They had drastically reduced to four.
If only he would get out of this alive, he'll resign and pursue a career
in music.
END OF CHAPTER SIX

chideeva, d4real890, sconp, thoxyno.... You guys should endeavour to drop your comments. They go a long way in encouraging the writer.

Sorry bro. I neva know sey u sick small. I tot you decided to reduce the rate at which you comment. I don't know about others o.

tecno4life:
Una no miss me sef
even D9ty7, Labaski and co. No even ask of me. Na sickness tin sha I just came back from hospital.
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Hope am forgiven?

Its unlikely sir.

Fatalveli:
D9ty7 are there no updates tonight

--continuation--
Clement's phone rang for the upteenth time without anybody picking up,
his communication device has beeped severally until it lost connection a
few seconds ago. Road users were busy with their businesses, driving
along the Dolphin axis with no one paying attention to a man who head
was rested on the steering wheel and the car parked beside the road with
bullet scratches all over the body of the car. Two lastma officials
arrived at the scene and they knocked on the widow of the car, they got
no response and this prompted them to open the car door and ready to
drag out the driver who had the guts to park his car in an area marked
with the sign NP(No parking)
"Mr man, come down here. If you have problems with your wife, the
best you can do is to settle with he at home and not by parking your car
inappropriately on the road. Come one drag him out." The superior
officer said.
"Oga. Come and see something." The junior officer who made to drag
Clement's body out of the car said.
"What is it?" His boss asked as he walked to the passenger side and
opened the door.
"Blood of Jesus!" He exclaimed.
"He is is still breathing oga." The junior officer said.
"Good, find a way of helping him into the backseat. We'll take him
to the hospital."
The two officers succesfully dragged Clement and made him lie on the
backseat while the Junior officer took to the wheel, his superior sat on
the passenger saet, keeping a watchful eye on Clement.
"His face is familliar." The junior officer said as he accelerated
the car ignoring the traffic light.
"Everyone's face is familliar to you. You better concentrate on the
car you are driving." His boss replied.
"I think he is a policeman." The man behind the wheel said opening
the car safe where Clement's police badge was.
"I told you."
"This is a big catch for us man. The state government will commend
us and hopefully we'll be promoted." His superior said admiring the
badge.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Sergeant Smith and his boys were trailing the van at a relative slow
speed and the driver of the van was not vigilant enough to notice that
they are being followed. This time they had left the suburb and are on
their way towards the Idi-iroko boarder.
"I knew it, these guys all work for Abdul Maleek." One of the
policemen said.
"How did you know?" Smith asked him.
"Sir, this was exactly where we had combat with the Khal corp
members when we came to rescuse Late Okoro." The policeman, a corporal
replied.
"I think we should do the needful. Hey, you overtake them." Smith
commanded the driver of the bus who increased his speed in a bid to
overtake the van.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++
"Guy, do you know that we are being followed?" The driver of the
van asked his partner looking through the rear mirror.
"You don't mean it?" His partner asked.
He removed his head through the window and turned to look back but he
couldn't see a thing as his head got blown off with a bullet.
The driver quickly brought the car to a halt as a result of the shock.
He was surrounded within seconds by men of the Nigerian police force.
"You are under arrest." Smith said.
Just then the backdoor of the van opened and Agent Sylvester jumped
down.
Every policeman on ground stood at attention and saluted him.
"Get him into the car. He'll drive us into their base." Sylvester
ordered Smith who obeyed at once.
The driver was pushed behind the wheel after they had succeeded in
pulling his partner onto the ground.
All the policemen all got into the van after giving orders to the driver. He is to drive them into the Khal corp and they(the policemen) take it from there.




---to be continued--

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--continuation--
Clement knew the only way he could get out this is to run for his dear
life. But run to where?
He considered running into the living room and holding Mr Ayo a captive
to enhance his escape but considering the fact that the man was an
ex-millitant, his powers or strength should not be underestimated. He
thought maybe running outside in a bid to escape through the gate was
the best option but what if the gate is locked? He was thrown in between
two daunting options that one silly mistake could cost him his life. He
thought about his beautiful wife and his unborn child. This was not
what he bargained for when he joined the force as a twenty two year old
police college graduate. He remembered that memorable day that he
exchange marital vows with his wife, he didn't tell her he'll die just a
year after their marriage. Surrendering is not an option for him and
death is not his choice. He knew either one way or the other, he'll get
out of this. He had so many things running through his mind as the
bodyguards closed in on him. He thought about being given a last chance
to make things right between his mother and father, but right now, the
most important thing in his mind is 'ESCAPE.'
He walked towards the front door and pushed it open, he smiled for the
first time in twenty minutes. A vehicle was just driving out of the
compound.
"Stop right there." The first bodyguard who got to the corridor
said.
Clement decided to wasted no time as he shot the bodyguard in the head
and made for the gate.
He ran with full force as the gateman prepares to lock the gate.
"Stop him right there." About ten mean looking guys giving him a
hot chase shouted.
The guy at the gate was left contemplating weather he should let the
man go out and he too join the race or better still, throw himself on
him. He chosed the former as he joined the race.
Clement proceeded towards his car, just in time when one of his
pursuers fired a shot towards him. Thank God he didn't lock the car
doors the other time. He thought as he hurriedly hopped behind the wheel
and in one swift movement he sped off as gunshot trailed his car. Even
though the car was not bullet-proofed, he prayed in his mind that his
tyres shouldn't be hit and he had every reason to be thankful to God,
because as far as the car is concerned, it is still moving and no traces
of the tyres posing any iminent problem.
He sped on behind the van in which unknowingly, his partner Sylvester
was.
His communication device beeped and he unclipped it from his waist.
"Clement, if you can hear me. I am inside the vehicle which came to
supply firearms. Contact the backup team and let them trail behind. Copy
that?" Sylvester said.
"Copy that." Clement replied.
He continued driving behind the van and he used that opportunity to
contact the back up team which immediately swung to action. Suddenly,
Clement's vision began to get blurr and he couldn't see the road
properly. Just then he realised he has been bleeding in the arm. He
swerved the car off the road and parked by the roadside. A few minutes
later, he blacked out.
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Dolapo and Tokunbo were just returning from lectures.
"Seriously, am farmished and am not sure there is anything to eat in
that room of ours." Dolapo said.
"So what do you suggest? I have spaghetti in my room we can just
cook and eat." Tokunbo asked.
"I was thinking maybe we could go to a fastfood joint and have our
lunch instead of stressing our tired self by setting up to cook." Dolapo
replied.
"But why are you so forgetful? Don't tell me you are quick to
forget that Sergeant Robert said we should shy away from public places
for now."
"Who is even after our lives? As far as I am concerned, I have no
business with whoever is behind the killing and therfore I can not be
killed by anybody."
"Are you saying Hadiza, the gentle girl had business with the
killer? And Chioma too right? What of Dayo, your own sister?" Tokunbo threw questions at her.
Dolapo kept quiet and continued walking.
"Why are you silent?" Tokunbo asked a few minutes later turning to face a crying Dolapo.
"No, don't do that here. People will want to make stories out of it. We are in public. And am sorry about what I said." Tokunbo said hugging her.

--to be continued--

Update coming in a bit.

--continuation--
Clement successfully made the man unconscious and now that he has
already gained entrance into the house, there is no going back. He
peeped from the passage to see whatever was going on the living room
where Mr Ayo was seated in the company of two men. He strained his ears
to get a thing from what they were saying but the distance is a major
problem, he couldn't hear them discuss. He considered crawling into the
living room and hide behind on the the chairs but doing that could put
him in trouble as anybody could come wandering along that part of the
room. He decided to stay put in the corridor and await an entry or an
exit.
His communiaction device vibrated and he brought it close to his ear.
"Inspector Clement, Sergeant Smith on the line. Backup team is on
the way. Copy that?"
"Copy." Clement whispered.
To his suprise, on of the two men conversing with Mr Ayo looked back
towards the passage but he couldn't see him because the passage is not
directly opposite the living room but on one side of the room. Meaning
anyone seated on the chairs will be unable to see into the corridor.
"Do you have a bodyguard there?" The man asked pointing to the
corridor.
"Yes. A man is always on ground." Mr Ayo replied.
"Tight security system. But, its like you don't have security
cameras?" The same man asked.
"We have but they are currently disabled for some reasons best
known to my Chief Security officer." Mr Ayo replied.
Clement heaved a sigh of relief, that was close. He thought about his
partner, Sylvester who is somewhere in the compound, there is no way
they could communicate or carry each other along. He just hoped that
they continue working in the same line.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Sylvester proceeded towards the main building as he ascended a
flight of stairs, just then a little girl spotted him.
"Oh! My God." Sylvester murmured as he pleaded with the girl not
to make noise. He beckoned on the girl to come closer and after a series
of self debate, the girl came to meet him.
"I thought the big boss already asked his boys to bundle you out?"
The girl asked innocently. She should be within the age bracket of
sixteen and eighteen.
"Yes he did, but I came back and entered through the fence here."
He replied while the girl showed a sign of shock.
"You jumped the fence? As high as it is?" The girl asked.
"Yes I did. Its my job."
"Are you a...?" The girl asked.
"No, am not a criminal, I am a cop, a policeman." Sylvester replied
knowing what the girl was driving at.
"So you came to arrest the big boss. That is impossible." The girl
said with full sincerity.
"Who is the big boss?"
"The owner of the house. I don't know his name. We all call him
'big boss'. The girl replied
"Who are the 'we'?" Sylvester asked.

"All of us working for him. We are ten in number when we were
brought in but now we are reduced to six."
"I don't get. Please shed more light." Sylvester said pleadingly.
"I wish I could but time will not permit me. It won't take long
before my colleagues notice my absence in the kitchen and they'll come
searching for me. And you know we girls can be unreasonable at times.
The fact that I didn't raise an alarm when I saw you does not mean the
other girls won't raise an alarm." The girl replied.
"What's your name?"
"Yvonne." The girl replied.
The girl picked up the empty carton of juice on the floor and
continued walked towards the stairs.
"Please which way is the safest if I want to get to the main
compound?"
"This side is safe and its not being guarded because we girls
always use this side when on errand. But the men are busy right now.
They are loading a truck from somewhere." She replied and made to open a
small iron gate.
"Loading? What is it that is being loaded?" He asked but was
suprised when the girl ran towards him and whispered.
"Guns and bombs." The girl said and ran away with full speed.
Sylvester shivered at the mention of guns and bombs but he knew, he
has no reason to be afraid. He walked towards the small gate carefully,
this time, he was without his shoes.

Sylvester peeped through the gate and could see about ten armed men carry suitcases from the truck into the house.
"This is the last of them all." The driver of the truck said shutting the doors.
He shook hands with one of the bodyguards and hopped into the vehicle with his partner. Sylvester sprang into action as he attacked the bodyguard with full force and killed him in one swift stab on the neck. He carefully opened the backdoor and slipped into the van which slowly drove towards the main gate.
++++++++++++
The door opened and a young girl walked into the corridor. Clement quickly pulled her close and covered her mouth.
"Help! There is an intruder." The girl screamed.
Clement knew he had failed.
-to be continue

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Sylvester knocked on the big iron gate. The pedestrian gate was opened
a few minutes later by a uniformed gatekeeper.
"Good afternoon." Sylvester greeted.
"Yes? How may I help you?" The gateman asked.
"How want to see your oga." Sylvester replied.
"My oga no dey o. Him dey vacation for Miami." The gatekeeper
replied.
"What of madam?" Sylvester asked.
"Small madam follow am but big madam dey inside."
"Please I need to see her."
"Who are you by the way?" The gateman asked.
Sylvester removed his identification card and flashed it to his face.
"A cop? Come right in." The gatekeeper said opening the gate wider
for him.
Sylvester walked into the compound and he was wowed with the sight he
beheld. This is the dream compound he has in mind. About seven exotic
cars were parked ranging from Mercedez benz G-wagon, Range rover sport,
Range rover evoque, Aston martin, to mention a few.
"Sit down here, madam go comot soon." The gatekeeper said pointing
to the chairs arranged under a shed.
A few minutes later a woman in her early fifties elegantly walked out
of the house and proceeded towards under the shed where Sylvester was
seated.
The two adults conversed for the next three minutes before Sylvester
told her the reason why he was there.
"Madam, just like I told you earlier, I am a policeman and the
government wants us to get Mr Ayo, your neighbour. His gate is being
guarded and entry is quite impossible. So I though I could gain entrance
from here, since you two share the same fence. I can just jump over
it." Sylvester explained.
"This is a difficult thing to do sir. Its dangerous for our household
here you know." The woman replied.
"Just this one thing. Mr Ayo is the only way we can get to the
terrorists terrorizing this state. Please do this for the government."
"Okay. Kunle, go and switcho the generator." The woman said to the
gateman.
"Now you have access through the fence, the barbed wire is safe."
"Thank you ma'am. Please can I get some electrical tools?"
The gateman ran to his post and returned with a small bag, Sylvester
collected the bag and hung it over his shoulder.
"Goodluck." The woman who was later introduced as Alero said to
Sylvester.
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Sylvester, with the aid of the ladder given to him succeeded in
getting to the top of the fence and he started some cutting the barbed
wired and tieing it up again. Just then one of the security men on
patrol spotted him.
"Hey, what are you doing there?" The guy asked.
"Some electrical maintenance." Sylvester replied just then he
dropped one of his tools into the next compound, Mr Ayo's.
"Please, could you get that for me?" Sylvester asked.
"Come in here and pick it yourself."
Sylvester smiled as he managed to overcome the barbed wires with a few
cuts and jumped into the compound.
"Pick it up fast." The security man said impatiently.
Sylvester picked up the screwdriver and proceeded to jump over the
fence but realised it was way too high for him.

"Please do this last of favours for me. Let me climb you so I can
be able to connect with the fence."
The man thought for a while before he dropped his Ak-47 and walked to
where Sylvester stood beside the fence. In one quick reflex, Sylvester
kicked the man in the groin and proceeded kicking him hard on the head,
the man passed out and lost consciousness.
He proceeded to a small gate which he hopefully hoped will lead him
to the main compound.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Clement succeeded in gaining entrance into the compound with little
resistance from the only security man at the gate.
"But this place used to be filled with many security men. Why the
change?" He asked.
"Did you see a truck drive in a few minutes ago? They are all
working on the truck." The man replied.
"But what's in the truck?"
"Am not in a position to tell you. I think you should go in and
meet with the big boss."
"Thank you very much." He said as he walked towards the main
building.
"Hey Sly, what's the situation like over there?" He asked him in
low tone.
"I'll get back to you." Sylvester replied.
Clement walked towards the house and on seeing a gate which was
slightly opened, he decided to look beyond the gate which could allow a
vehicle pass through it.
"Hey, that's not the way." The man at the gate warned.
Clement suspected something could be going on behind the gate but that's not his headache. As planned, he was to get into the house and try to get Mr Ayo while Sylvester enter through the back and try to take out the bodyguards.
The front door was opened by a security who Clement was quite familiar with.
"You again?" The guy asked but Clement was quick to drag him into the house and silenced him. Thank God the man at the gate was not watching and thank God there was a passage before the living room.
--TBC--

I don't think he was calling on writers or something. I guess he only mentioned those viewing the literature boards or a thread as at that time.[quote
author=Fatalveli post=27314290]Emzypaz, I don't understand u ooo, some
amazing writers like d9ty7, handie, queenxstar, T.dan, kayemjay,
therock555 were not mention here, why is dat[/quote]

@Tecno4life: I think its high time you stopped quoting every comments and even updates. Quoting updates makes the page looks stupid. Its just like an occurence of double post. Let everything be in order and please stop this your qoutes.