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There was this zeal to finish the story some few weeks back when I was energetic and updating about 5-6 times a day, but now with only about 4-5 updates remaining, I am begining to get lazy and the comments are not forthcoming.
We'll draw the curtain either tomorrow or the next. Its been a jolly good ride ah swear.

LogoDWhiz:
http://stefikalinspires./2015/01/13/anthonys-malady-a-short-story/

From stefikal!!!

This is her new story. Check d link!

I'll post the excerpt from the story here!

So stefikal just decided to avoid Nairaland like a plague? Not even visiting occassionally and droping comments? The tsunami really got to her.

almacherish:
Yh.... Bros mi, why u like eve kwen..,.,.,

Its between Eve and I. Third parties like you should keep off
How was the service today?

And just like I promised, A, I caught up with you already. Its good to see the number of people following this story compared to when you started.
I won't ask for updates. Update when you are free to give us something good.
Btw, me I like Eve o.

--continuation--
Clement had hidden inside the generator house by the time the CSO took the bend into the sides of the house and from experience, Clement is not to make any sound because he expect the CSO to be coming with a full men. But maybe his foolishness is overriding his expertise or he is trying to take the glory of stoping Clement.
Just when the CSO passed the generator house which was built with close knitted blocks with no opening like the common built, Clement dragged the CSO inside and with one swift moment he had taken the CSO out with the butt of his gun. He allowed the CSO to fall to the ground and he removed the generator belt which he use in tying the man's hands and legs together.
Clement didn't know what the CSO had told the men out there, but he knew he told them he would be back in a minute and by all standards, a minute had passed meaning they would soon come looking for him which could spell doom for Clement.
Without giving it a second thought, Clement walked out of the generator house, walked accross the compound and turned the door knob which opened the kitchen door silently, he walked in after fastening the lock and silently pushing the refrigerator which stood just beside the door post to behind the door, thereby making it impossible for anybody from outside to open the door even after unfastening the lock. He silently headed towards the door which he guessed connect to the living room and to his dismay, three armed men were standing at strategic places, one behind the front door, one behind Chief Obi Patrick who was reading a outdated magazine and the last armed man standing just at the entrance of the hallway which linked the living room and the kitchen.
"There is a problem here." Clement whispered into the ears of the man who was standing at the hallway and after recieving the go ahead from the man standing behind the entrance door, they both walked back into the kitchen where Clement took out the man silently and carefully laid him to the ground silently. He walked out of the kitchen so fast that his next action suprised him, from the hallway, he jumped at the man closest to him who was behind his father and in the process, he shot the man standing behind the door and caughting up with the man behind his father, he was hit in the face by the man.
Clement spat out blood and shot the man in the leg and he hurriedly ran to the front door which by now was almost down as a result of the frantic pushing from outside. Clement pushed the three seater couch nearest the door to provide more defence to the door, he turned back to see the man he shot in the leg pointing a gun at him.
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After taking out the men guarding the underground, Ngozi led her team past a small lake which flow accross the underground and by the time they reached the other side, they came face to face with a door which they opened with the use of an explosive and on entering, they found themselves in a very big hall which was lite brightly, there was no wondow, the only source of air was the air condition which stood at one side of the hall.
"Where do we go from here?" Ngozi asked and her voice echoed around the room.
"Is this also another underground?" Sylvester asked.
"What does it look like? We didn't climb any staircase from inside the tunnel, did we? We just opened that door and found ourselves here." Captain Sanni replied.
"That's a door over there." One of the soldiers pointed at the supposed door which bore great resemblance to the wall itself, save for the door knob which stood somewhere on it.
The team which comprises of over twenty five men when they entered the dark tunnel had drastically being reduced to fifteen and they all walked towards the supposed door, Ngozi turned the door knob bravely, she is yet to forget her experience at the underground room where she was electrocuted by mere stepping on the underground cover. Suprisingly, the door open and as if waiting for the door to open, gunshots were rained at them one of which hit Sanni who was the first to walk out of the door.
"Who notified them of our presence?" Ngozi asked after shutting the door very fast.
"Isn't that obvious?" Sylvester asked.

--to be continued--

kingphilip:
Vicky de cool ha heels for jail
Sandra doesn't have any good part to play again.. so the reason for her absence in recent updates

Thank you bro

--continuation--
"Why on earth did you call the police?" Kelvin asked.
"Believe me, I didn't call anybody, there is no phone one me and no means of communication, I think they are here on a rescue mission or what do you think?" Mike explained. This time the police team had already alighted from their vehicles and were taking position at strategic places.
"Isn't that your new commissioner?" Kelvin asked pointing to the man who was dishing out instructions to the other police officers.
"Yeah, that's him." Mike replied, his mind wandering to a different thing.
Mike thought about his chances of taking out Kelvin single-handedly, but with what? The gun he managed to get off one of the Khal corp boys was lying a few metres away from him and a feet away from Kelvin. He knew he hadn't established the best of relationship with Kelvin because the reason for their partnership is yet to be known. Maybe he wants them to go against Khal corp which is the most evident or to support Khal corp which is impossible, considering the fact that the Khal corp are after him(Kelvin) because he betrayed them and he(Mike) on the other hand is on the wanted list at khal corp just because he shot Abdul Maleek.
"Why don't we alert the police team that we are here?" Mike asked the only question which seemed to favour him but on the other hand is a great disadvantage to Kelvin.
"No way. I am not getting help from the police, I'll kill Maleek myself and Clement with my bare hands." Kelvin replied producing a baf from only God knows where, he unzipped the bag and revealed the contents of the bag which includes, guns of different size and makers, dangerous weapons such as knifes, daggers, grenade bomb still in its pack to mention a few.
"What do you want to use this for?" Mike asked when he saw Kelvin remove a rope from the bag.
"You just watch me and what I want to do." Kelvin replied knocking him hard on the throat such that he went blank for ten seconds, eyes open and breathing hard, by the time Mike came around, he has been bounded tightly with the rope and before he could find his voice, Kelvin had placed a tape over his mouth therefore making it impossible for him to speak.
"This is where you'll be until I am finished with your colleagues out there." With this, Kelvin hung the bag accross his shoulder and crouched out of the pipe leaving Mike behind.
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Clement is getting tired of the hide and seek game he has been playing with his father's security details. He was the only one playing the game while the security are not interested in playing with him. Mere thinking about it was amusing on its own.
Clement was patroling the side of the house with a gun in his hand, just as he wanted to take the bend into the back of the house, he heard footsteps which he knew unmistakably belonged to another security, he quickly stopped in his tracks, made a sharp U-turn and returned to the deserted front of the house with only the commander seated in the living room very close to the window, Clement could see the outline of his father seated somewhere inside the living room.
Just then a car honked in front of the gate. Clement knew who it was and he didn't want to rik being spotted, he tried to disappear from the front of the house before the car honked for a second time, but the commander was quick to call his attention.
"You can check who is at the gate." He said in english, after which he said in French, Xulu and Spanish.
Clement decided to open the gate and by the time he opened the second one, he used it to hide himself and the CSO drove in just intime when the commander was outside to meet him.
Clement tried to walk away, but the last glance he took at the CSO, he was spotted.
"Please, I'll be back in a minute." The CSO said and hurried after Clement who by now was by the side of the house near the generator house.

--to be continued--

prettydiva89:
if you take a break,what will happen to THE THOMAS

Well, THE THOMAS will still be on, but you know that the pressure on this story is hundred times more than that of the thomas. People are always clamouring for updates here, there are over one hundred readers on AIAC, so I just want to satisfy them, plus, the Thomas is not a long story, its a series that will stop and will continue later, while AIAC is so far one of the longest stories on Nairaland. With updates on almost everyday, the story still spanned from August till January.
Nothing will happen to THE THOMAS, okay?

tecno4life:
Which one u dey take long or short?

I must confess, I don't know. I personally wants to take a long break that will span from January till around May, but some people are mounting pressure on me to make a quick comeback even if it require me dropping one update per day. I am very anxious to start the story because I really want the public to know about it and tell me what they think. So that leaves me on the fence.

--continuation--
After a series of permutations and combination, the police team guessed that they should take the left tunnel and if it doesn't lead to anywhere, they'll be back to take the one in the middle or the one on the right when it became clear that they will never see the map even though Ngozi was unable to tell them where the map is or why she came to pick it up.
After walking for some five minutes, the soldiers broke into a run, running ahead of the team happily but this time they were not chanting their slogans or war songs. Ngozi was loosing her patience, she just felt like ordering the troup to abort the mission, but as things were, they had come a very long way than to back out.
"Stop it!" She screamed, but it was too late, one of the running soldiers had fallen into a deep pit which looked endless as his cries could be heard ad he continued falling to the ground. The pit was digged just in the middle, there was nowhere to pass to get to the other side which was the continuation of the rocky floors. This seemed to be the end of the way for them.
"Let's try other tunnels." Captain Sanni said without showing sympathy or anything close to pity for the young man who fell into the pit.
A splash could be heard, meaning tham guy had fallen into the water where he was destined to die.
The troop left the spot and walked out of the tunnel, they tried the second tunnel which led to a dead end and on the third try, they made a headway by coming face to face with quite a lot of soldiers where a shootout ensued and everyone had to show his/her skills and experiences. Ngozi being the oly femal expertly handled the situation as the commander of the troop, she gave them confidence by shouting some incoherents such as "you can do it guys." "Its in you." "No going back, no retreat. Stand back till the very last drop of your blood if needs be."
Luckily for the police team, several iron crates were placed on top the other and they were able to take cover from the crates.
"Move in guys." Sylvester managed to say through his communication device attached somewhere around his shoulder. It was evident that he had contacted the police team that was in place at the Khal corp vicinity.
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Klevin had succeeded in making Mike feel relieved a bit even though the burning effect which the chemical left behind was still there but not as excruciating as the gunshot pain.
"Do you smoke?" Kelvin asked removing a stick a marijuana or weed from a plate and stretched it to him.
"No, I don't. Do you?" Mike replied.
"Not at all. But I drink." Kelvin replied tucking the plate into his bag.
Kelvin removed a loaf of Breat from the same bag and offered some to Mike who declined.
"I won't take some part of it unless you tell me why you loved eating bread." Mike said.
"Well, I love bread because during the last supper, Jesus christ broke a loaf of bread and gave it to his disciples saying it is his flesh. On another seperate account, he fed the multitude with a loaf of bread and two fishes. Now that we have no fish in place, we should manege the bread." Kelvin explained.
"Do you read the bible?" Mike asked curiously.
"Not at all." Kelvin replied and walked out of the large pipe. He returned after a minute or two.
"Who called them?" He asked.
"Called who?" Mike asked.
"The cops."

--to be continued--

--*--
Ngozi led a team of seventeen police officers including Sylvester into the underground and carefully thay made their way through the dead bodies that lay on the ground. The odours emanating from the bodies are so offensive they could stop the heartbeat for a second or two.
Ngozi's heartbeat fought and won a battle against the offensive odour, her heart refused to stop beating, but while they continued beating, it was throbbing faster than normal to an extent that if someone should stand in front of her, he/she would be able to see the bulge in her chest coming out and going in at a very fast rate. She was sure that the blood being pumped out of her heart would have by now flooded her body system, but if things like that happen in human then the emergency units, the veins should swing to action by distributing the blood to all body part.
"How far are we to get there?" Someone asked fron behind.
"Its not much, or is it? She asked facing Sylvester who shook his head negatively with a disturbed smile.
Then they came to the point where the underground was divided into two tunnels, the dark one and the slightly light one.
"Now, this is the point. Everybody, switch on your flashlights." She ordered and tens of flashlights flickered on lighting up the tunnel.
"No one speaks as we go in now. Expect the worst, no one knows what's inside, but any problem you encounter, it would be solved without any problem." Ngozi said looking at Sylvester for a go ahead. She was sure that even the Inspector General of police won't mind taking orders from a constable in a situation such as this. The fear of the unknown, expecially after the James turned monster incident.
"Now, at the count of three, we all move in and there will be no going back. This tunnel leads to the Khal corp, and this is our only chance to rescue sergeant Mike and also put an end to all these craziness." Ngozi explained.
Everyone is suprised at Ngozi's newest attitude, she talked less and smiled less. She is now uptight and firm, she doesn't joke, she is straight to business and gives orders without anticipating protest from the junior officers. No one could explain the reason behind her new found Okonjo Iweala's attitude or Oby Ezekwesili attitude.
"One, two...." Sylvester was saying when loud noises that sounded like footsteps could be heard from behind them, the policemen all stepped aside for about fifteen soldiers led by their commander to come face to face with Ngozi.
"I am captain Sanni." The commander introduced himself.
"Detective Ngozi." She replied stretching her hand towards him. He ignored the hand and stepped closer with open arms. Like he wanted a hug.
Ngozi rudely disappointed him by making a sharp turn to face the tunnel once again.
"Let's go guys." She ordered and matched off into the tunnel, with Sylvester running to keep up with her, while the embarrassed Captain followed them from behind and the troops took the rear.
"In silence please." Ngozi said when she realised that the soldiers were begining to sing their chants and war songs.
Five minutes later, they came face to face with another sets of tunnels, about three in number, all brightly lit.
"Which way?" Sylvester asked as if he had envisaged something like this.
"I don't know." Ngozi confessed looking at Sylvester and Captain Sanni expectantly.
"Check the map that you have with you." Sylvester said.
Ngozi was thrown off balance with the request or order or whatever you call it.
"I... Err...am..." She stammered looking intently at Captain Sanni who smiled.
"You came to pick the map sometimes not too long ago. You were dressed in a night gown, you came with a man, around 9pm. Didn't you?" Sanni asked.
"Then I think you should just present the map and know which way to go." Sylvester said tucking his gun into his shirt.
Ngozi looked on without talking, but her lips were moving, typical of the Chineese who moved their lips about twenty times when talking, but only two words will come out.
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Mike was pulling his legs so hard that one would think the leg belonged to someone else and he want to remove it from its socket because no right thinking person would treat his own body part like this.
Kelvin was squatting beside him pouring a liquid from a black bottle, the liquid which while looking at it looked like water but its effect made it look like a hot one as a result of the steam escaping from his wound, while Kelvin's activities made it look like a chemical or a drug.
Kelvin held a sugar thong in his lef hand as he poured the content of the bottle, he tried using the thong to remove something from his body. Maybe a bullet.
"Maybe we should call the police." Mike suggested.
"I must not see any police team around here. If by mistake I see one, then consider yourself dead."
"But why? We need their help, don't we?"

--TBC--

Next update in progress

Hey guys, we are close to the end of this story and as planned, d9ty7 will be taking long/short break from Nairaland. And from what some of you said that you'll miss this story and even the author, I don't believe that tho, but some people said it. I have decided to give you guys a story written by a sister.
If you are a fan of stories revolving around a family or more, check it out. If you are not a fan of such stories, you can check it out and believe me, you'll fall in love with it.
It is titled THE UNHOLY MATRIMONY ..... Here is the linkhttps://www.nairaland.com/2077750/unholy-matrimony

--continuation--
Maleek was sitting on a collapsible couch in his private chamber, his top officials were either sitting or standing around his bed, the lady who walked out of the building at the same time with him the previous night was sitting on the bed and an old man dressed in a laboratory coat and stetoscope hung around his neck was checking his health condition.
"The drug I gave you should work..." The old man who would probably be in his mid seventies began but was cut short by an impatient Maleek.
"It should work or it would work? I want a drug that will heal this wound within hours. Now get out of here Old Tom."
The old man bowed gently and walked out of the room.
"Are you still feeling the pains?" His second in command asked.
"Not anymore, you know since the bullet has been removed, I feel less pains, just a few muscle pulls and pains if I touch the affected area or anywhere near it." Maleek replied.
"That's good." His second in comman retorted. "You know, we have decided that..." He continued but Maleek once again cut him short by giving a short cough in a way that sounded "hem hem."
"Romina, excuse us." Maleek said to the lady who rose up, bowed and walked out of the room through a door different from the one Old Tom walked through.
The lady, Romina looked twenty four or lesser, but beautiful, light skinned, C-cup bossom size and an average but sexy bum. She looked Liberian, maybe one of the refugees who came to Nigeria during President Charles Taylor's regime but refused to return to her country after the war or came to Nigeria for a different reason.
"What do you suggest we do concerning Kelvin?" Maleek asked when he was sure that Romina was out of earshot.
"I must confess, Kelvin is a formidable opponent. If he decides to work against us, then we have to up our game, remember, he is part of the system, he knows every loopholes. Have you ever sat down to imagine how he escaped? The last time I looked at him, Danger-kelv was standing beside Hakym in front of the boss and in a twinkle of an eye he had slipped and at the same time was out of the compound. Its a mystery to me." The second in command explained.
"Indeed, Danger-kelv is a formidable opponent, but how do you suggest we charge at him?" Maleek asked carefully placing his bandaged leg on a cushion which was placed on the bed for such purpose.
"I believe the fault actually came from you boss. I see no reason why Danger-kelv should be allowed to live among the civillians. He deserved no freedom more than us. He is an asset, everyone knows, he is invaluable, priceless and the best around, but yet, I think your prefrential attitude gave him some non-existent confidence. You can correct me if I am wrong." Another man, probably the third in command, also seated beside the second in command said with a bow.
"I agree with you on this. Kelvin had access with a lot of things that we don't. He knew every police officer by name, he can identify them while we here couldn't, we don't watch tv for the fear of being traced and now Danger-kelv has betrayed the corp, respect to yo sir, you caused it." Another man said.
"I stand to disagree with you on this. The boss has no fault in the issue at hand. While the boss was treating D-K like a prince that he was, did any of us complain? No. Its evident that the boss trusted the boy and in the end he betrayed the trust. The ordinary citizens of Nigeria entrusted their country in the hands of a president, they didn't know he had a motive of working with the Khal corp, that's just the point." One of the men standing said.
A smiled escaped Maleek's lips.
"I thing the person who stand to share these blames is Hakym, he knew that D-K brought a different police officer, but he decided to play along for reasons best known to him." The man continued.
Every head in the room turned towards Hakym who blinked weakly.
At once Maleek rose up from the bed, picked up a walking stick that was placed beside the bed and hit Hakym hard accross the face with it.
Hakym, hit unexpectedly staggered backwards, removed his gun from his hip-holster and held it firmly.
"Do it." Maleek said moving closer to him as he swung the walking stick once again, this time narrowly missing him.
At once about three men had hit Hakym and he was now on his knees facing an angry Maleek.
"I want Danger-kelv before me before dusk." He said and limped back to the bed, this time, as a result of stress he just underwent, he would started bleeding once again and the doctor was summoned.

--to be continued--