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Mike was made to stand with cuffs binding his hands and legs such that, he couldn't take three steps without almost falling down. He couldn't move, he was immobile and couldn't defend himself from the beatings he was recieving from his fellow men.
The hall was slient with a man in mask facing him, Mike couldn't read the expression on the man's face but he had a feeling he had a smirk on his face.
"At last, we've got Clement in our custody." He siad happily. The rest of his men smiled and clapped happily.
Kelvin smiled from where he sat and gave Mike a wink. Mike wanted to protest that he is not Clement, but he felt playing along with them will help him a bit.
"What do we owe Danger-kelv for this suprise package?" Maleek asked.
Kelvin stood up and bowed his head a bit before he bagan.
"My service to this great empire is valuable than the reward that I get. I just want to help this corporation achieve it dreams, reach its desired destiny. You nay decide to reward me for this, but its not my priority." Kelvin said brilliantly.
Mike was awed by his brilliance. If people with such brilliance are within a corporation such as this whose activities are totally inhumane and barbaric, then the hope for a better future for the country Nigeria is bleak. Mike believed that if brilliant head are put together, if brilliant minds are joined to share ideas, this country will be a better place to live in. No wonder the police has been battling with no result against insurgency for the past six months, if a common hitman could posses brilliance such as this, he wondered the kind of brilliance that would be exhibited by the corporation strategist whose work is to one way or the other draw a map of entry into even the most secured building in the country.
"I love you humilty. You'll be flown out of the country to learn more from our internationally affliated groups, such as the Al Queda, the hezboella to mention a few. Just pick one and a phone call would do." Maleek said after which he bent down a bit and so did the officials who were seated near him and the conversed in whispers.
"What do you suggest we do to this man here?" Maleek asked.
From the look of things, it seemed the meeting was all about Maleek and Kelvin, because every question from Maleek is always directed to Kelvin, while Kelvin replies has shown evidences that they belonged to Maleek, everyone else in the room just had to pay attention.
"I think you should ask everybody in the house. My decision may be stupid, but with everybody reaching a conclusion." Kelvin replied.
After several of arguements, the house splitted into two factions. A faction was in support of Mike's death while some people wanst Khal corp to draft him into the system and fly him abroad to learn more from Hezboella. Everyone was anticipating Kelvin's stance on the issue and most importantly, Maleek.
"I think he should be flown out of the country for more training. We all know he is my brother, I can't watch you guys kill him, remember we killed his wife." Mike explained.
"An so shall it be." Maleek said with a tone of finality.
The meting dispersed one after the other and as Kelvin made his way out of the underground, he felt someone pull him back. It was Hakym.
"I love the little stunt of yours." Hakym said.
Kelvin ignored him and snatch his hand off his grip as he made to walk away.
The door opened and Maleek stepped out of the underground hall, heading towards the earth surface.
"Do you have to mistake Clement's identity for Maleek?" Hakym asked through gritted teeth.
"You'll understand in due time."
--to be continued--

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The police force has been thrown into confusion since Mike's abduction by Danger-kelv. A petittion has been written by a faction of junior police officers in Lagos state to the inspector General of police in Abuja requestion for a change in heirachy. They want a new police commissioner in the state and new DPO in every police station, on claims that the security of the police is not guaranteed, they threatened to go on strike if their requests are not granted.
"Can anyone tell me what the problem is? I came on board just week ago and the structures I met on ground are perfectly okay, so why are we not making a headway?
The under fire police commissioner who just took over under a week ago asked his colleagues in an emergency meeting involving the top police officers in the state Headquarters in preparation for the meeting the the Inspector General of police who flew into Lagos state in the early hours of the day and had since gone into a behind closed door meeting with the state governor.
In attendance inside the commissioner of police were, Inspector Clement, the supritendent of police, the assistant supritendent of police, the public relation officer, and the commissioner himself.
"To say the truth sir, I can't explain." The police supritendent replied.
"That is all you say, you can't explain. Why will you explain? When you are always in your office sitting comfortably with no worries, just waiting for the end of the month alert. With all due respect sir, you are incompetent for this post. You don't even have the records to make it to the post you are currently occupying." The Comissioner ranted.
Everyone in the room except Clement echanged suprised looks. None of them was expecting such an outburst from their boss. They have always seen him as a cool headed dude who was so down to earth and treats the second and third in command to him with respect, because age-wise, they are both older than him, at least with five years.
"You can't talk to us like that." The public relation officer, a woman in her mid forties said.
Ada was her name.
"Look here Ada, you are the most non performing of the three. As a public relations officer, what are you duties? Since I came here, the pressmen has visited this place about four times and on those four occasions, Detective Ngozi had addressed them in you absence. You are not asked to handle gun, all that is expected from you is be the spokes person of the force, reach out to the masses, give them assurance that everything is under control. But you only show up at work every morning to sign in and return at the close of work to sign out. Is that why you were employed?"
"You are not my husband, neither are you my father. We were both employed here, no one is superior to another, do your job the way you can and let me do mine the way I want." Ada replied.
"Ada, that's a very wrong thing to say. A pettition has been written to the office of the IG and I am sure you know that the IG is in town. He'll be here by twelve to address the major stakeholders in the Lagos state command. You knw what to expect, a vote of no confidence has been passed by junior officers and you know what that means. Either you are stripped of your ranks of you are transferred." Clement explained.
Everyone kept quiet and listened to him.
"Who sent the junior officers on to write to the IG?" The ASP asked.
"Well, its not about who sent them to write the IG, it is very obvious, their bosses are not really working, you people don't care about their well being, you people don't care about their safety, all you just want them to do is face the terrorists while you sit back in you offices. Here is a copy of the pettition." The commissioner said giving a printed paper of about fourteen pages to the ASP who collected it and went through it.
"This is ridiculous." He exclaimed passing it to the SP.
"There is nothing ridiculous about this charges. You are guilty of the charges pressed against you. Just pray you find the favour of the IG or you risk facing the security committee." The commissioner replied.
Clement throughout the meeting which turned to an arguement arena which lasted for an hour had his mind on something different and unique. His main concern is how to get his father, Kelvin can wait.
A very good idea struck his mind but he couldn't hope too much, his colleagues might not be cooperative with him afterall.

--to be continued--

The point now is you want to create a platform where up and coming writers can meet and share ideas right? Well, its a nice innovation considering the class of writers who are bringing this up.
In case you don't mind, and if money is not involved, I am in. Don't mind me, the situation of Nigeria caused that.
Now back to the topic, I'll be willing to join the group, share idea with up and coming writers like myself with the hope of getting better someday. Diamondwriter, you can post your mail so I can send my number to you.
I sight you Rapmike and LarrySun.

Update drops any moment from now

Galaxdiva:
thanks@D9ty7....pls do n finish up d story jor,u are da bomb... Tho,i dnt knw how to get other works frm u...just stumbled on 'All in a circle' and decided to read it and i was glad i did...

Well,@Hazardous,am really waiting patiently.... If only u cud post faster like therock55 or D9ty7,i wud b glad..
Note: i observed dis story hav left first page...dats unlike it,not happy 'bout dat..abeg,complete dis wonderful piece naa...forgive my manners,forgot to wish evryone a HAPPY NEW YEAR!

1. https://www.nairaland.com/1918531/thomas-family
2. https://www.nairaland.com/1811867/shadows-past-past-came-haunting
3. https://www.nairaland.com/1544121/undercover-agentpart-1-2
4. https://www.nairaland.com/1544121/undercover-agentpart-1-2

jingh:
PEJ shakes delegate before Jonathan

You are derailing the thread na. But my sister, I won't mind reading the book too. Tell me more..

Grade 'A' writers? I have never heard of such in my life.
Everyone who writes here is a writer, the only difference is that the readers give more preference to those who write from the genre that they(the readers) love.
I see no reason why every writer shouldn't be included in the group. You called them grade A writers right? I agree with you.
How will upcoming writers learn if not through these Grade 'A' writers like you called them?

Hey guys, updates will come but not this morning. My charger bleeped up last night, so I had to give my battery to a friend who will help me charge it with his phone in his dad's office. I am managing my second battery untill 2pm when the guy is likely to return. Just bear with me okay?

lauda:
Am new here, I wud be an ingrate for being a *ghost reader* frm page 1 down here.
D9ty7, yu re so endowed sir, whenever I read ur updates I wonder if it's really coming from a human brain, lol. U're a Guru! keep it up sir. More ink to ur pen. Twuale!

Appreciated sir.

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"Baby, you know I can explain." Kelvin said.
"I don't need your useless explanation. Tell me where you got this thing and the purpose it serves for you." She screamed at him.
"Well, a typical example of what I use it for is what you saw me do a few minutes ago." Kelvin replied glancing at a motionless Mike on the floor.
"So, you mean you kill innocent police officers who ask after you?" Sandra asked.
"Don't get me wrong. I use it on policemen and people who are my enemies who wants to pull me down. Just like this one here wanted to get me by killing you." He explained.
"An that sumed it up, because, I can't comprehend why you'll get yourself a gun all in the name of protection. Protection from what? If you walk in the path of danger, you'll be strucked, then why not walk on the path of good?"
"Baby, you can't understand." He said inching closer to her.
"Now, that said it all. I can't understand, but I'll call people who understands the situation to come in and settle it." Sandra said picking up her phone and dialled a number.
"Who are you calling?" Kelvin asked.
"Just watch me." She replied.
The call was brieff but, Kelvin could deduce that Sandra just called a policeman, and not any policeman, his brother Clement.
"Did you just call the police?" Kelvin asked, but got no response.
"Sabur, go lock the gate. No one is getting out of this compound until the police arrives." She instructed her gatemn who quickly took off towards the gate.
"If you take one more step there, I'll blow off your head." Kelvin said pointing the gun at him.
Sandra was suprised to see him point his gun at Sabur.
"Are you threatening my employees with your gun? I know you dare not use the gun on any of them." Sandra said.
"Why not tell him to take one more step over there and see what I'll do." Kelvin replied.
"Sabur, I said go and lock the gate." Sandra emphasized.
"Madam, abeg no let me die now. I get family, father, mother and my younger ones, all depending on my monthly salary." Sabur pleaded.
"Sabur, he dare not shoot. Those are just empty threats." Sandra said.
"Madam, na you talk am o." Sabur weighed his chances and moved towards the gate, glancing back occasionally.
Sandra's eyes were fixed on Kelvin in anger and hate. Kelvin fired a shot at the wall nearest to Sabur.
The force of the bullet and it end result casued Sabur to fall to the ground and fainted.
"Kelvin." Sandra screamed from the back of the car where she was hiding.
Kelvin gave a short and wicked laugh.
"Now come on here everybody." He said beckoning to Sandra and Sabur who by now was back on his feet.
"Take your seats." He said pointing to the bench with his gun.
"Janet, come out here."
Janet with tears in her eyes walked out with her clothes in shreds. Mere looking at her, one would know her body has been tampered with, but in which way, no one knows.
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Two minutes later, Kelvin with the help of Sabur succeeded in dropping a tied Mike onto the backseat and with his travelling and weapon bags on the passenger seat in front, he zoomed off, but not without kissing Sandra a last kiss.
Has she lost him finally? She couldn't say.
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A police team led by Clement arrived a few minutes later. And after getting statements from Sandra, Sabur and Janet, they left with a promise of getting back to them soonest.
The recent happenings in the country was drving Clement crazy. Is he going to survive this? It remains to be seen.

--to be continued--