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donPhill:
to the entire part two of the story ....haven't started reading it yet

I'll get you the link before the end of today. Please, mail me at durodolad9ty7@gmail.com so I don't forget.

donPhill:
oga dee don't know if u get my mail .... my Acc name is sphilip27@gmail.com

You need the link to the hidden chapters or what?

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One hour after Dave left for work angrily, Serena was at the dining eating her breakfast when Nate came out all dressed.
"Hey." He said.
She ignored him and continued her meal, but it has lost its taste.
"I think I need salt." She muttered as she stood up, but Nate's swiftness had catapaulted him to the door connecting the dinning room with the kitchen.
"What?" She asked rudely.
"I'll get it." He offered with a smile.
She glared at him for roughly a minute, thinking of what to say or how to react. Even though she was angry, she wanted to try her possible best in making sure that her anger level doesn't exceed its limit, because she knew the after effect will be to disappoint Taiwo who was hopeful that they'll be going out together. And the least she wanted to do was offend her new friend.
"Fine, I'll just eat. I don't need the salt anymore." She replied as she returned to her seat.
Nate walked towards her and sat down one one of the chairs. The smile on his face was becoming annoying and Serena was fast loosing her temper. She needed something to distract her.
"Serena, why are you acting up?" He asked.
Serena hissed quietly and kept picking at her food without taking it anywhere near her mouth.
"Serena." He called as he stretched his hand to probably hold hers or something, but she quickly dropped her spoon and withdrew her hand from his reach. To cover his failed attempt, he quickly got hold of the plate, drew it to himself and took a spoon to his mouth. He pushed the plate back to her, a victorious smile on his face.
"Finish it." She said with gritted teeth.
"Why?" He asked.
"You already ate it and its best you finish it to avoid wastage cos I have lost my appetite." She replied.
"Waoh! Serena, you lost our appetite because I ate out of your food? Do you know what that means? Hatred. Despite the fact that we are blood."
Emotional blackmail was something Nate hated most, but the best way to render an angry Serena powerless is by blackmailing her emotionally. Nate shook his head in disgust, and made for the door.
"I am off to the station. I was asked to show up today." He said as he turned the door knob.
"Wait." She called after him, but he ignored her.
She wanted to run after him and apologise, but a strong force held her to her seat. Even when she heard voices outside the house, like a chatter, she still didn't move an inch, neither was she curious to know whoever was chatting with Nate.
Her ringing phone caught her attention.
"Am coming right away." She said as she dropped her phone and made for the door where she opened the door for her friend.
"Don't tell me you are not ready."
"Actually, I am. Lemme just pick my purse." She said once Taiwo was seated on one of the couches.
She returned a minute later, all set.
"Oya, lets go." Serena said and together, the two friends walked out of the compound.
"Do you have your scratch card?" she asked.
"No." Serena replied.
"We'll have to go to the JAMB office first then." Taiwo said as she took a left turn towards the JAMB headquarters in Oyo state, which was about five to ten minutes walk away.
"I don't have a dime, except the three hundred naira in my purse."
"And I don't have much here, maybe we should quickly go to my house to get more money." Taiwo offered.
"Don't bother. Dad will give me once he returns on Sunday. I appreciate."
And with this, the two friends strolled from one cyber cafe to another without any success likely. The number of candidates waiting to printout their result was just too much.
"I don't believe all these people live in this area o. I mean, there are more shops than houses in this area." Serena said as they located a cybe cafe which was less rowdy with about ten people on the line.
"Dey there. Not all these people live in Agodi gate na. Most of them are from Old Ife road."
"And are you saying, there are no cyber cafe in Old Ife road?" Serena asked.
"That place is like and expressway. Maybe one or two cafe is what they have, you'll get to Alakia, Ajibode before you see cyber cafes aplenty and they'll have to take a cab while they'll trek to this place." Taiwo explained.
"Since when have you been living in Ibadan?" Serena asked.
"I schooled around that side, don't blame me." Taiwo replied with a laugh as they both crossed the road, and just then a black coloured golf 3 pulled up by the side of the road.
"Any problem?" Taiwo asked once she noticed the tensed look on Serena's face. Such that she had to look at the volkswagen twice to know why Serena became tensed at the mere sight of it. Then she saw the reason for the change in countenance.
"Lazy girl. I am here for you, no one dare tries rubbish." Taiwo assured as they joined the line, even though Serena has nothing to print out.

--to be cotinued--
Are we missing Anita already?

adewealth027:
I think I love the attitude serena is putting up now but for Christ's sake........let her stop crying all the time

If na u, u go dey laugh as u dey talk? I think thats how women are created

I will drop one more update today for sure, but that will be in hours time.

Slimzjoe:
Now Playing: Let it Go by Idina Menzel

Oga Dee if this song finish and yhu never update ehn....

Abeg, put the song on repeat.

Adewealth027: Its good to have you back. wetin you buy come for us? We are not villagers, so, don't tell me bread

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Serena carefully set the table after she had spent an hour in the kitchen fixing up breakfast for herself and her brothers.
"Where are you going?" Nate asked as soon as she saw her walking out of the living room.
"My room of course." She replied.
"To do what?"
"What do they do in the room?" She replied rudely.
"Are you talking to your elder brother like that?" Dave asked he emerged from the hallway where she was headed.
She kept quiet, rolled her eyes and kept staring at the floor.
"Are you not the one I am talking to?" Dave asked.
"What do you want me to say? Your question sounded somehow. 'Am I talking to my brother like that?' I don't get." She replied angrily as she made to walk out, but Dave blocked the hallway.
"Serena, talk to me, what the hell is your problem? You just been acting a little bit strange in the last few days." He said.
"Please, am not in for any of your talks. Let me get to my room." She said raising her voice.
"Serena, I won't warn you again. You'll be suprised at what will happen the next time you raise your voice at me." Dave said angrily.
"Fine, I won't raise my voice. Now can I go?" She asked.
"No you can't, we need to talk."
"When I was willing to hear everything you had to say, you hid it like I am an outcast or I am invalid. This is my family, the only family I have ever known, but the family that doesn't know me. I can't join discussion, I can't even contribute to issues, I am not listening to whatever crap you have to say...." Her voice trailed off.
Weakness they say can make us loose our composure in places that matters most. A popular philosopher once said, a weak mind will always lack composure, while a strong mind will sometime fall short of composure, the reason for that he said would be discussed another day.
Tears rolled down Serena's cheek as she muderously stared at her brothers.
"Serena, sit down." Nate cuts in, even though he regretted cutting in much later.
A wicked neighbour is not a person who saw you hang your clothes to dry and out of stupidity, he flung them all to the ground, but a wicked neighbour is that person you so much trust with everything you have, but in the end he used the trust you have for him to his own advantage, he let you suffer.
"Don't you tell me to keep quiet. After I spent the whole of yesterday trying to bail you out, even to the extent that a friend visiting me for the first time, meeting you for the first time met you behind the bars. I spent all I had on me, I pleaded like my life will end if you weren't released. Someone was seated in an air conditioned office during the whole time. I secured you bail, go home and asked you like a sister will ask her brother, you refused to tell me what happened. Even lies you couldn't frame up, only for the person who was seated in a air conditioned office, all through the time you were being held to return, and you started telling him everything. If there is one person that deserve to know everything, I am. And you know, dad's number is close, I can call him, but for the love I have for you, I decided to play along, but unknown to me, I am playing an abstract game." She screamed, while Dave and Nate had forlon looks on their faces.
"Serena, wait. Its all for the best." Dave cautioned.
"What kind of best is that? What do you plan to achieve with this? No matter the situation, I should be carried along, afterall, our parents had just the three of us. Or is there something that I don't know? Like, I was adopted or something."
Dave exchanged looks with Nate who gave him a you-are-on-your-own look and immediately he realised that everything falls back on him as the eldest child, he for the first time in weeks returned to the former Dave. He angrily picked up his laptop bag and car keys and he stormed out of the house.
He needed to clear his head, and the only place that offer him distraction is the office.

--to be continued--
Once again, make una no vex abeg.

To everyone asking who Mayor is to Tina, I think you probably missed something.
Remember the part where Tina asked Clara to see her in the former's office, I think Tina asked Clara how things was between Mayor and Clara and Clara replied saying; "your brother dey fvck up."
It was after then that Clara went in to kill Ben.

Like a very popular writer in this section will say, cut me some slacks na. I said 'later' in the afternoon. And in my own dictionary, later in the afternoon starts from 4pm. Therefore, expect an update any moment from 4:30pm.
Abeg no vex, na ur boy I be. Oga activist, dey show activism here on Nairaland where u know no one will lock you up. Ask Gani, ask Fela.

kitnah:
So i came back from church,hoping to meet updates but

Abeg no vex. You know what? Start reading your bible until I update. There are interesting stories in the book of Genesis.

kitnah:
Writer keh??
I'm just tryn something b4 p.utme comes o

I just sent u another mail

Check your mailbox

Update drops later in the afternoon

kitnah:
Lol
I've been trying to join some things together o,i think i've got it.
Did u see my mail notification??

Am glad you are joining things up, I know by the end of today, you'll call yourself a writer, because is it only writers that join things up.
I replied you mail already

bossricky:
boss,long time o..goodwork,i just caught up with you guys,,i hardly have time for nl these days,cos of school.And this your new literature is awesome.
I want to commend you for also being able to attract attention and plaudits without indecency in your work.
I suggest you make the update more frequent like twice a week (if its convinient for you),Ride on sir!!

Bossricky of life is back!!! I now update almost everyday, at least one update per day and sometimes two.
Welcome back boss! Wetin you buy come for the boys? Don't tell me bread o

--continuation--
Mark stood at one side fuming as policemen and the medical team did their jobs at reviving the man who was knocked out by Mark and his partner who was shot dead by the security men on Mark's balcony.
He watched as the medical team members cleaned up the dead man and bundled him into ambulance, while the police had troubles getting the other man into their van.
"Hey, Mister Mark." A police officer said as he approached him.
"Yes?" Mark replied lifting himself off the wall he was leaning on.
"I am taking notes, and since you have decided not to follow us to the station, I think you should just answer a few of my questions to aid our investigation." The officer said closing in on him.
"Answer questions? About what?" Mark replied.
"The averted attack. How did it happen?" He asked.
"I don't think I have answers to your question. Get whatever you want off that man and send him over to N.A.T.U where full investigation with intelligence report is the order of the day, to enable me handle the case, afterall, it has to do with me." Mark replied angrily.
And just then, a cream coloured Toyota camry drove into the hotel and immediately it came to a halt, Christina alighted dressed in her night robe.
"Hey Mark, what's the matter?" She asked she walked towards him. "Are you okay?" She asked.
"Of course." Mark replied with his brows raised. "What are you doing here?" He asked.
"I came to pick you up." She replied.
"Pick me up? To where?" He asked.
"We'll get a cheap hotel downtown, then tomorrow morning, we'll speak with the State government on getting you a much more comfortable accomodation." She explained.
"I never complained about being here." Mark replied raising his voice.
"I know, but its not safe around here. Passing the night in this hotel is not an option. What do you think would happen assuming you are not a trained security personnel or someone with little or no security consciousness?" Tina asked calmly.
"Why do you care anyway? Is there something I don't know?" He asked.
"Are you going with me or not?"
"Fine, I'll just grab my bag." He replied as he returned into the hotel where all other customers lodged in the hotel were all struggling at the entrance hall with the security operatives manning the exits. They all hailed him immediately he came in like he was a hero or anything.
"How did you kill them?" "Are you a soldier?" "Is it true you are a CIA agent?" "You work with N.A.T.U?" Were the questions that rented the air.
He was able to walk past them thanks to the help of a policeman who walked him up to the entrance into his suit.
"I'll wait here." The officer had said.
"Good. I'll be back under a minute." He replied before walking into the room.
Five minutes later, he emerged with his laptop bag and his small travelling bag.
"Shall we?" He asked.
"Sure."
And ten minutes later, he checked out officially at the reception and Tina drove him off.
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Mayor walked into the living room a stick of cigarrete in his hand. A light skinned lady of about thirty was lying on the three seater couch, he back turned to him.
"Clara, come inside and lets sleep." Mayor said, and just then, his phone started ringing to show his elder sister calling.
"Hello Christie- Tina." He said with a laugh.
"Hello, Uncle Mayowa. This is Christopher, mum quickly went out."
"Hey Christie boy, how you doing?" Mayowa, nicknamed as Mayor replied.
"Am good. You know, uncle, I was thinking maybe you'll be home this weekend so that mum can drive me over tomorrow evening, so I can spend the weekend with you." Christopher said.
Mayor was thrown into a deep pit of thought, he remembered how Clara had spoken with fear when she arrived in the afternoon. How Clara had described the situation of things, how Tina wanted her head and how the CIA guy wanted her behind the bars. Could this be coincidence?" He asked himself.
"You know what Chris, I won't be home this weekend. When I return on monday, I'll show for your side." Mayor said.
He could hear Chris reel in disappointment.
"Forgive me boy. I promise to show on sunday evening. We'll go to the golf club and afterwards, hang out somewhere around VGC."
"That's wonderful. Golf club, I can't wait. Goodnight May." Christopher cried happily before he hund up.
"Naughty boy." Mayor muttered as he dropped his phone on the table, looked at Clara who by now was staring at him.
"Thanks for covering my track. I know I don't deserve this." She said.
"Shhhhh. Its not important now. Can we go to bed?"

--to be continued--

--continuation--
Mark quickly dropped his phone the moment he saw the figure land on his balcony. He ran towards the light switch and switched in off, after which he returned to his bed, raised his pillow and removed his 9mm revolver. He stood his back turned on the wall and picked the intercom on the wall.
"Is this the reception? There is a situation here, Excecutive Royal suite single 6B." He said impatiently, almost in a whisper.
"Yes? What's the situation like?" A deep masculine voice asked.
Mark removed the intercom from his ear. In his two weeks stay in the hotel, he had never came accross a male receptionist. All he had seen and spoken to are females. And even as at the time he returned from work a few housrs ago, the lady he met at the reception when he was leaving in the morning was handing over to the recpetionist who will work through the night.
"Is this the reception?" He asked.
"Of course, how can I be of help?" The masculine voice replied.
Mark chuckled silently. Only a fool will be fooled by the useless antic of whoever was inpersonating the receptionist. Aside the fact that he knew who was supposed to answer the call, the man who answered is unskilled, because from the way he spoke, he couldn't even pass to be a receptionist at a local palm wine joint, talk more of a four star hotel such as De Royals.
"I saw someone jump into my balcony. Can you please alert the security." Mark said as he heard the voice of the man on his balcony making a call.
"Yes boss. He is trying to play a fast one on us. His lights are off, but be sure that by the time you come out of your chamber tomorrow morning, you'll meet him at the door."
Mark's hairs stood up that moment. With questions like? Who is this boss? Who wants to kidnap him? What's his offence?
A light knock sounded on the door.
"Yes, who is it?" Mark asked as he inched closer towards the door.
"Security." A deep masculine voice replied.
"I have no problem with my room. The problem is on my balcony, you guys should head there first." He explained.
"A team is heading to the balcony was we speak." The man whispered.
Mark chuckled. Even if he was woken from sleep, he would recognise this particular voice.
Imediately, Mark stepped behind the door, unfastened the lock and pushed it open while covering himself with the door.
When one followed his/her heart, the chances of making a mistake can be very slim. The man immediately the door opened, and in a bid to lunch the first attack on Mark, he swung a metal rod at the door post, but the metal only flew out of his hand, due to the weight and the emptiness of the direction he flung the metal at. Mark quickly grabbed his head in the dark and drew him closer towards the wall in a bid hit his head, but a stiff reluctance made Mark stagger towards the wall, but a quick stop made him turn in time to dodge the man's puch. He grabbed hold of the man's hand and with the force, with which he pulled him, they both fell to the ground where he delivered more punches to Mark's face since he had the advantage of the atop.
And just then, a sound of gunshot could be heard on the balcony, the sound shook the two struggling men, but Mark got out of his shock a little bit earlier than his opponent and before he(his opponent) could recover from the shock, Mark picked the iron rod and with the strength he could muster, he hit the man on the side with it. The man let out and agonising groan, which made him fall off his body. Mark scrambled up, picked his gun and pointed it at him.
"Your hands up." He commanded as he moved to the man lying on the floor, disarmed him and gave him to more hits on the head which passed him out.
When he was sure that the man had passed out, he went out of his suit, down the hallway to the reception where the original receptionist was tied to a chair, he quickly untied her before walking out of the hotel towards the security post where the hotel security men were huddled up is a semi circle discussing in hushed tones.
"Who are you?" One of the men asked.
"I should ask you what your usefulness is or why you were employed here, because I don't seem to understand how two gun men will gain entrance into your hotel, an all of you are on duty." Mark replied hotly.
"Calm down young man. We work twenty four hours of the day. The surveillance camera does and for the records, no one entered this hotel in the last hour." A security man replied.
"So, why the heck did you include security of lives and property in the services you render?"

--to be continued--

Kitnah, whatsup na?

I never update today, I know. Lets see how the morning plays out, at least until 12noon. If by noon, I'll update, you'll know.

Sorry guys, it hasn't been easy to update while the polity is heating up, you know.
But I am back now, even tho there is battery ish, I will drop two updates by noon.