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So many people have commented and I want y'all to know that your comments are well appreciated. I can't quote all, I can't reply all?
But I'll mention the first time comment-ers for today.
Neephemie, therealbabe. I love you all.

Galaxdiva:
thats d problem...i dnt know how to post links....but the name of the story is 'All in a circle' by D9ty7

Here is the link https://www.nairaland.com/1882637/all-circle-crime-story

SusannaJohnson:
Well, I guess I didn't think along that line. You r absolutely right.

No qualms ma'am.

My ba3 is almost down. I will update when I must have charged.

SusannaJohnson:
yeah right, continue the story, don't let him dissuade you. U r doing a good job. At least at d start of d story you mentioned the name of d author. So this guys should cut the crap and leave him be.

Stop being sentimental. At the start of the story, he mentioned the author but during the course of the story when you wanted to comment. Your comments were directed to who? Your praises are for who?
Everyone of us praised shaxee, that automatically writes it off that he mentioned the writer.
With the way he replied comments and the questions he asked, I thought he actually bears that name too.

I am writing this from a writer's perspective. I think Frank317 is right about the way he attacked shaxee. The thing is frank is a veteran writer here on Nairaland, he has enough experiences in story writing. He was one of the few Nairaland writers who suffered from plagiarist(bloggers & those with facebook pages) so it is bad if one sees a copied story on Nairaland, where plagiarism is a sin.
If I am not mistaken, at the start of this story Shaxee wrote something like the story was written by a certain AC something something, I have forgotten the name. But from all legal view, shaxee didn't do the needful.
I think he should emphasize that the story doesn't belong to him. As a matter of fact, I thought his other name was the name he wrote at the start.
On the issue of taking the glory, yeah, Shaxee took the glory. When readers comment, he responds like its really his intellectual work. At some point he was asking if his readers loved the twists and turns in the story. At some point he was asking for his readers opinion on who they would like to see a character end up with. These alone are enough reasons to be convinced that the story belonged to him.
I am a writer too, many of my stories has been posted on coolval22.com, the link provided by shaxee. Coolval is always quick to refer the readers to me, some of them have my numbers, some are on my whatsapp list. They put their questions to me and not coolval.
I think that's what Shaxee ought to do. What if I decided to criticise the story, how will shaxee effect the change without affecting the original plot.
All in all, Shaxee is on the wrong side. He shouldn't take the glory. Well, I am one of the readers, and I never for once thought the story could be a copied work. But I advice shaxee to make peace with frank, create a link where the readers could drop their comments or better still, in every comment, the original author should be acknowledged.
Just my two cents.

Update dropping in minutes. I am busy with some research work. Getting facts, pictures, videos from various millitary take over in Nigeria. My next story is centred on that.

kingphilip:
Mike sat down on a chair which was porived by Sabur
from only God knows where.
I think that should b provided that's a typo I guess

"Do you think I am joking?" Mike said dragging Sandra
up and crossing his arm over her neck. Her back
facing him, in scuch a way that het butt was grinding
his crotch. Why was he having this feeling? But he had
to agree, Sandra Oselu is hot.
a typo too.. in this paragraph the 3rd line I think it should b such n her instead of scuch and het

What the hell do you think you are doing? You are
hotting me." Sandra protested
it's hurting and not hotting

Sandra was suprised at Sabur's boldness to even
plead to a man with a gun. Her suprise was that
despite the noises, Janet didn't come out, not even to
beg.
please is Janet back or it's a typo?

that's just d little I can pick

all in all Great piece d9ty7

I think the errors are getting too much. Thank God they are typos. You know I am always in a hurry to update, I don't spend more than 15-20minutes typing each update, but recently, its taking time, so in a bid to beat the time, I type rubbish. It'll change as from the next update.
Janet is back. Didn't you read that part?

And d9ty7 is still very much around here. Happy New year to you guys, Shaxee and his fans, those that I am familiar with, Almacherish, Thronekid, Amiablejudy, JulietAkk and those that I am not familiar with.
Shaxee, 2015 is the year that you'll take over the literature section. Your name would be registered on everybody's lips.
Kip it up man.

More updates to drop.

kingphilip:
Clement dropped Kelvin's call and faced his
colleagues, or better still put as his enemies.
"It looked like he isn't coming back. He had his mind
made up, he is getting into Sandra's house to take
Kelvin." Clement said.
in ur second to d last update, u made a mistake in d first line
instead of Mike u wrote Kelvin

Ngozi is letting ha anger to becloud ha judgement.. she should just think of seeing things Clement's way... BTW hasn't it occurred to others that the map is missing? Atleast they should ask of it
Mike must die o no matter what n Kelvin should leave immediately.. this story is gonna hit 200+ pages

I'll edit the mistake. And concerning the map. Clement knew nothing about the map. It was only Ngozi who had an idea of what it could be used for.
Its now up to the soldier on duty to saysomething about it. But since Ngozi claimed she was there on Clement's order, no one is talking about it yet.

--contination--
Mike sat down on a chair which was porived by Sabur from only God knows where.
"So, how can I help you Mr maintenance man?" Sandra asked smiling.
She was expecting a man dressed in the usual overall uniform associated with maintenance men. She was suprised to see him dressed in a well tailored shirt and trouser which fitted him like it was made in heaven specially for him. She first concluded that he has to be one oof the twenty first century maintenance men who dress up like someone with a white collar job, but keeps their uniform and equipments inside a suitcase, but in the case, Mike had no suitcase on him.
"I am Sergeant Mike, from the police headquarters." He said flashing his identity card.
Sandra shifted uneasily on her seat.
"How may I help you sir?" She asked almost in a stutter.
"Do not be afraid madam. I am not here for you, but you are sure the one who could help me get the person I came here for." Mike explained.
Sandra's heart flew into her mouth that moment. She felt the police have finally discovered that Janet was behind the blackmail and are here to arrest her.
"I already resolved the issue with her. I don't need the police help on this issue." Sandra said.
Mike was suprised, if not for the reason why he was there, he would have called a psychiatric hospital that moment to have them check her into one of their wards, but the issue at hand is more than getting psychiatric help for someone who is not related to him. Her relatives can do that.
"Madam, I want to believe that Kelvin Obi Patrick is your boyfriend. Yes or no?" He asked.
"Yes he is." Sandra replied.
"Can you please call him out, I want to speak with him." Mike requested.
Sandra's brain went into active mode that moment. No one in his or her right senses will oblige the officer's orders or request that moment. She would offer a bit of resistance at first.
"But Kelvin is not here presently." Sandra replied.
"Don't play tricks on me. I have my facts before coming here. Call him out or I handle things my way. Isn't this his Chrysler?" Mike said pointing to the White Chrysler300 belonging to Kelvin.
"Its his car, but he parked it here, yesterday when he was travelling."
"Do you think I am joking?" Mike said dragging Sandra up and crossing his arm over her neck. Her back facing him, in scuch a way that het butt was grinding his crotch. Why was he having this feeling? But he had to agree, Sandra Oselu is hot.
"Kelvin, in your best interest come out now." He screamed.
"What the hell do you think you are doing? You are hotting me." Sandra protested as she protested and wriggled herself from Mike's grip. The action which further glued her body to his.
"Just play along. I won't hurt you." Mike whispered.
Sandra decided to give 'playing along' a try and so she started play acting.
"Sweetheart, come out. Come out now. He is hurting me." She cried.
She gave a loud yelp, the moment she felt a cold metal pressed against her head. It was a gun.
"What are you using this for?" She whispered.
"To make him afraid. He'll come out in less than a minute." Mike whispered.
"Come out now or I pull this thing off." Mike said loudly.
"Oga, abeg no shoot o." Sabur pleaded.
Sandra was suprised at Sabur's boldness to even plead to a man with a gun. Her suprise was that despite the noises, Janet didn't come out, not even to beg.
Mike knew he stood no chance against Kelvin. He himself just realised the mistake he had made. He failed to take notice of his surrounding before swinging to action. The compound was built in such a way that, one could move from the main house to the gate without being spotted by someone seated or standing at the centre of the compound, provided the person can crawl. Such was the situation now, Mike was holding Sandra a hostage at the centre of the compound, and a smart Danger-kelv will defintely manouvre his way and end up behind him.
Mike resolved to glancing back and front every second, such that, he lost concentration on Sandra whom he was holding. Sandra forcefully pushed him backwards and he met his nemesis as Kelvin hit him with the but of a gun. He fell down and passed out.
"Did he hurt you?" Kelvin asked moving close to Sandra who was moving backwards in fear.
"Where did you see a gun?" She asked.
--to be continued--

stuff46:
That sgt mike wan do us bad thing for this story, how de wan take go arrest terrorist alone, nna oga d tell that guy say odikwa very risky.

Clement and Ngozi take time, make wona settle wona self before wona spoil the fun of this our lovely story on how to arrest this dudes.

On a second thought, oga d do yu think that yu want end this story?

You just watch me end the story.

--continuation--
Clement dropped Mike's call and faced his colleagues, or better still put as his enemies.
"It looked like he isn't coming back. He had his mind made up, he is getting into Sandra's house to take Kelvin." Clement said.
"All alone?" Ngozi asked.
"It looked like he is doing it alone." Clement replied.
"What do you suggest? Don't you think he is putting himself into danger?" Ngozi asked.
"Well, I don't think he is into any danger, but I think he himself is afraid to fail. If he should loose his chance to nab Kelvin, then it bounces back on us. We need a well detailed plan and strategy to get Kelvin out of his hiding place. How sure is he that Kelvin is even hiding in Sandra's apartment? And if it turns out that Kelvin is not there, but had plans to visit her in the coming days. Mike's visit will prompt Sandra to warn Kelvin." Clement explained.
"So, what do suggest we do to Mike. Force him to return here, or give him our support?" Sylvester asked. Since he and Mike had come to terms with little or no misunderstandings between them, Sylvester has always be careful of the things he said to Mike or about him. He was quick to use the word 'we' because his use of 'I' may mean he'll be the only one to support Mike which is good, but if it happened that he would be the only one to refuse to support Mike, then it could mean something else.
"We are not giving him our support. Let him go in there and see things for himself. If he is lucky, he'll bring Kelvin here and if otherwise, that will be the punishment of him working alone." Clement explained.
"I stand to disagree with you on this Clement. Someone is already making a move to arrest your brother and you are slowing things down. Is it because he is your brother?" Ngozi asked.
"Tell me how sure you are about the possibility of Kelvin hiding in Sandra's house? Jay gave you the list of possible places where you could find Kelvin. Fifty percent goes to Khal corp, why can't you go and search for him in the corporation building? The ohter percentages would be shared between his house, Kamboil, his friend's house while the least of the percentages goes to Sandra. Even if he is there, what's the situation like? Will you be allowed entry? Don't you think you are breaching a law? I am not giving my support to Mike, Jay gave you information about Becky, she almost killed you, this same Jay gave you information about Kelvin, have you ever thought of what the result would be?"
As he spoke, Ngozi wanted to speak, but every attempt made was always rebuffed by Clement who will raise his voice and wave her off that moment.
"All the same he needs our support." Sylvester spoke.
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Mike knocked lightly on gate, a minute later, the gateman opened the gate.
"Good afternoon sir. How may I help you?" Sabur asked.
"Afternoon. I want to see your madam." Mike replied,
"How should I describe you?" Sabur asked.
Mike thought for a while, if Kelvin is inside with Kelvin, then it would kill his chances because Kelvin would hear if Sabur announces his presence as a policeman. Then he decided to play the smart cop on him.
"She has a visitor right?" Mike asked.
"Yeah. Her boyfriend." Sabur replied.
"Good. Tell her, the maintenance man is here."
Sabur walked away after shutting the gate.
"Madam, you have a visitor."
"Who is it?" Kelvin asked.
"He said he is a manitenance man."
Kelvin smiled. He still doesn't understand when the men of the Nigerian police will grow up and come with better strategies.
"How many are they?" Kelvin asked.
"Just one."
"But its not time for any appliance to be serviced." Sandra said.
"Let him in." Kelvin said standing up and off he went into the house.
Before he shut the front door behind him he caught a glimpse of Mike, all alone with his pride, ego, strength walk into the compound.
--to be continued--

popeshemoo:
D men in black should calm down.....i'm with clement all the way....Ngozi says they have thier facts..well i say d facts dont match....
By d way...wat does mike think he his 2 go in2 d lair of the high nd mighty dangerkelv alone
This is a work for the oga @ d top na..

You still dey Nairaland?

CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE: THE FINAL BEFORE THE FINAL.
Kelvin was seated on a cane chair which was placed beside Sandra's car. Sandra was seated on his laps and a cup of wine in their hands, it was all about romance.
"So sweetheart, what names are we going to give our babies?" Sandra asked.
He liked her, she wants to settle down. She is looking for a man to settle down with, but if she think the man is him, then she must still be living in the 19th century. Kelvin as far as he is concerned in the next five to six years, is not ready for any commitment with a woman, not to talk of settling down and having babies.
"Your babies?" He asked.
"Stop it nau. Our babies." She said playfully hitting him on the shoulder.
"We can call them Kelvin and Sandra if they are twin. Or Sankelv. What do you think?" He asked.
"Naughty boy." Sandra said laughing hysterically.
The two lovebirds continued their lovey dovey acts in broad daylight. The gateman, Sabur was lurking somewhere praying for a lifestyle such as this. Living in the comfort with one's wife and engaging in hot romance in a hot afternoon such as this.
"Baby, don't you think we should travel out of the country?" Sandra asked.
Kelvin wanted to slap her because he just couldn't understand why all her question are off point and not in anyway related to the mood in the air. First, she was asking of the names to give their kids, when she is not yet pregnant. She must be a joker.
"Travel out of where?" He asked.
"I mean, we could travel to anywhere in the world. You can foot the bills, I can foot the bills, we both can foot the bills." She explained.
"And what will be our reason for travelling abroad?" He asked.
Kelvin who already thought of the situation at Khal corp, no one is allowed to travel abroad while still in service with Khal corp, most especially those working on the field like him. Even on medical stance, one is not allowed to travel abroad for medical reasons. Khal corp wouldn't mind keeping you and treating you in the best of their abilities, with God on your side, you'll survive, with God against you its another case entirely, but is God always on a terrorist's side? That's a question for another day.
"Just to experience a change in environment and..." She was cut short by Kelvin's ringing phone.
Checking the name and realising it was Hakym, he excused himself and walked to the back of the house to pick the call.
"Hey man." Kelvin greeted.
"Guy, do not loose your guard. Th men in black are gaining more grounds. They know how to find you." Hakym started.
"What did you see?" Kelvin asked.
"I saw on of these top police officers on your trail at Kamboil petroleum and gas discussing with you attendant. They exchanged numbers and from the look of things it seems like they are working together." Hakym explained.
Kelvin had already recieved a call from the attendant, warning him to stay clear of the gas station for a while. A thing he was greatful for, because he had plans of visiting the station the next evening, so as to get his parcel.
"And if you can work things up, you'll realise that everything connects too Jay. Only Jay knows that you are friends with Kenny, he is the only one who knew how you roll with the attendant. Be at alert, Sandra's house may be the next." Hakym went on.
"I understand. Thank you." He said and hung up.
He felt he is to blame for all these. He should have silenced Jay long ago instead of giving him the treatment he deserved, he left him with the police to give them informations that could well mean the end for him(Kelvin) but as things were now, its hight time he killed Jay.
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Mike just finished having his lunch at a low class restaurant in town. He paid his bill and left. On getting into his car, he saw tens of missed calls from his colleagues and a message from Clement telling him to report to the office immediately he read the message. He dialled Clement's number.
"Mike, where are you?" Clement asked.
"On my way to Sandra Oselu's house." He replied.
"To do what?" Clement asked.
"Kelvin is there."
"That's not the next step to take. You alone cannot get Kelvin arrested. We have a different plan here in the office, don't jeopardise our well constructed plan." Clement explained.
Mike hung up and drove off towards Dolphin estate where Sandra lived.
--to be continued--

--continuation--
Clement and his team were discussing in the office with the exception of Mike. They have been discussing how to get Kelvin arrested without much gun battle or blood spillage. Serious debate is on going between the front running officers, but things seemed to be on a slow down since Mike is nowhere to be found.
"So, now that we have a box which I assumed is of high importance to Kelvin, I think we could use it as a leverage against him." Sylvester began.
Every right thinking policeman or any security conscious individual will know that a treasure box such as this must be of high importance to Kelvin, but on a second thought, it will be sucidal if one takes the next step without thinking about the other side of it, Becky's stance on the issue.
"Are you guys seeing what I am seeing?" Clement asked.
"Not at all. But we could see it too, if you tell us." Ngozi replied.
"Fine, lets look at this issue from this point. Jay told us Becky knew from the start that Kelvin wanted to kill him, but she allowed him to have his way. Remember, they claimed to have feelings for each other, according to what Jay told us." He paused.
His colleagues urged him to continue.
"If truely, Becky had something for Jay, then she should have foiled the attack in the best possible ways. Also, you guys from your report said, Kelvin gave this box to Becky, the content of it we don't know. That aside, regarding, Kelvin's nature as the number one hitman of the khal corp, don't you think he would have found a way to eliminate Becky since she was using it to control him? If Becky truely wants to help us in finding Kelvin, why would she blow up her house?" He paused and searched for the reaction of his audience, Ngozi wore an expressionless face while Sylvester looked a bit lost and at the same time suprised. Only God knows what was runnning though his mind that moment.
"If you string these things up, you'll realise that there is a contradiction and if it is not properly handled, the police will be thrown into the middle of three people and we'll suffer for something we could have corrected a while ago. If Becky really loved Jay, she won't support Kelvin, if she really wanted to help the police, she won't after giving you guys evidences, she won't blow up that place, and suddenly the Kelvin she once supported, she wants the police to get him at all cost. It doesn't add up." Clement concluded.
Sylvester cleared his throat, he was short of words and looked at Ngozi to say something.
"Is that all you can see?" She asked with irritation which was evident even in her voice.
Clement knew he had lost his friendship with Ngozi, but he knew he was fighting for the good course of the Nation.
"That's all." He replied.
"That means you are not seeing what we are seeing." She said.
"And what is it that you are seeing? We can rub minds." Clement replied.
"Well, all we can see is a bright light at the end of the tunnel, but a black veil is blocking the way. Clement, you can't because your brother is the one involved here and decide to slow things down to enable him escape. We have our facts, we are swinging to action soonest." She said, her voice raised.
Clement was taken aback, not even in his widest dream was he expecting anything like this.
A knock sounded on the door.
"Who is it?" Ngozi asked, her voice still raised.
"The commissioner wants to see Inspector Clement ma."
Ngozi kept quiet and looked at Clement for a response.
"Tell him I'll be there in a minute." Clement said dismissively as he stood up, adjusted his cloth and walked out. He just can't survive another minute with Ngozi.
"I still have a feeling that Clement is a part of Khal corp." Sylvester said.
"Well, I don't think so. Clement is not a terrorist, he is just being biased because his family members are involved. Are you saying he killed his wife too?" Ngozi replied.
"Terrorists can do and undo. Their wives and children are bonuses to them. They don't mind playing with their lives." Sylvester replied.
"No, I trust Clement. He just want a lighter punishment on Kelvin in case he get caught which is why he is making things long." Ngozi said.

END OF CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

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--continuation--
Chief Obi Patrick was discussing with his chief security officer in his not-so-richly-furnished living room.
"Chief, from what you said now, it seemed Gulak and the vic president ganged up against you and the president. Or what do you think?" The CSO asked.
"Yeah, you are right. I have always had a feeling that Gulak would betray our trust. And I told the president, but his stubborness won't let him heed to my advices." Chief Patrick replied.
He could remember the first time when Gulak and his kinsmen came to the party's secretariat in Lagos, where Chief Patrick was there to host them. It was a few weeks after the president was sworn in and Gulak, the president's closest rival in the just concluded election wanted to join hands with the ruling party. Chief Obi Patrick was elated that at last, the presence of Gulak whose was a pioneer member of the oppsition party who are in control of the South-west states where Chief Patrick lived. Chief Obi and other party chieftains believed that the presence of Gulak who at the time he decamed came in with half of the opposition party's structures. Thousands, if not millions of registered members of the opposition party decamped with him while several other unregistered members of the opposition party promised to support the ruling party. Gulak's presence in the ruling party caused a lot of rancour in the opposition party, the half structred remaining the party got broken into about three facctions while some decamped to other parties, the ruling party seemed to be on course for an unopposed re-election. Gulak was given the freedom to pick any political post he'll like to have to himself, but he didn't say a thing until after two and a half years when he announced his desire to be the incubent president's running mate in the forthcoming elelction, meaning he wanted the party to because of him axe the incubent vice president for him. His request took everyone by suprise, he wanted to be the vice president or nothing. It was after almost a year that Gulak agreed to wait till the end of the incubent president's tenure and he'll be fielded as the party's flagbearer unopposed. Therefore, he was given the slot to produce all three House of representative's candidates in his state and also ten out of twenty nine members of the state house ouf assembly must be his candidates, he was given a slot in the senate, and a gubernatorial slot in Ogun state. Unfortunately for him, the list he released contradicted with Chief Obi Patrick's list because Chief Patrick was expected to present the house of representative members in Jigawa state, Gulak's state of Origin. This resulted into power tussle, Chief Pat was not ready to succumb, and Gulak felt too pompous to give in to the request of the party elder. The time of the tussle clashed with the day on the orders of Chief Patrick, the vice president was to be killed so that Gulak can replace him. But Gulak went on to make the Vice president ride in his vehicle. The vice president's suv was blown up that minute.
The aftermath of the bombing, Gulak and the vice president teamed up and began to make plans of how to get the president out of office so they can take over. That was why they paid Mustapha to do the job, something he did successfully, but lost his life.
Now the president has been sentenced to jail, Chief patrick is alive and still at large, there is need to do something about his existence.
Chief Pat on his part has already mapped out the best way to punish Gulak by making sure, he didn't to sign the oath of office on the day of their swearing in.

--to be continued--

--continuation--
Backup and the medical team arrived some five minutes later, and after frantic efforts to revive Ngozi which proved a success, she was placed on an oxygen device and off she was taken into the ambulance for further treatment.
"How did it happen?" Clement asked.
"Only Ngozi can explain, but from the little I was part of, it seemed like the bomb was placed inside an intercom, the moment it rang, I think it started reading." Sylvester explained.
Clement looked at the building which he guessed must have been the most beautiful in the estate, now a ruin, a part of the down floor was blown up with the top floor at the verge of collapsing. Clement was sure that in a day or two, the whole of the building will collapse.
While Clement and Sylvester were discussing, the backup team which was made up of a few policemen and soldiers was largely dominated by the Anti-bomb squad emergency unit members.
"What about the box she told you about?" Clement asked.
Sylvester ransacked his brain but couldn't come up with something meaningful. Where could he have dropped the box? He was sure he still had it on him when he was providing passcodes to the door, which means, he lost it after the blast or during the course of the blast.
Sylvester excused himself as he walked towards the gate which has been pulled down as a result of the automatic opening mechanism which has been destroyed as a result of the blast. Therefore, the gate will no longer open automatically like it used to as observed by Sylvester who quickly informed Clement and they came with the necessary equipments to pull down a gate.
Sylvester returned after a few seconds with a sparkling while box in his hand. Mere looking at the box, one would mistake it for a jewellery box, but only the men in the system knew better.
"Here it is." He said handling it to Clement who thoroughly examined the box like he could see through it. The most suprising aspect of the box was that, it looked moulded, there was no visible line of opening or where it could be opened.
"How do we open this?" Clement asked.
"I don't know, but I guess we'll open it with explosives. Danger-kelv will know what to do with it." Sylvester replied.
Just then another explosion rocked the compound, the anti-bomb squad who were exploring the dillapidated building have also met their end. Another bomb exploded and it brought down the rest of the building directely on top of about five of them who has sustained injuried from the explosion and are unlikely to make it, but the collapse of the building on top of them signalled the the end of the career as secuirty agents and also an end to their once promising lives.
Clement and Sylvester as well as other lucky members of the team took to their heels and took cover behind all manner of things, some behind vehicle, some set of people hid behind the flowers, some sharp minded dudes were out of the compound in a flash while a foolish officer, took cover with a first aid box. Clement couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Only God knows how you passed all your police exams." He said amidst laughter before other officer started passing comments and everyone's attention was diverted back to the dead officers who were affected by the blast.
Clement's ringing phone brought him back from the trance which he was as he watched his dead colleaguess, images of Rachel in cold blood kept flashing and he couldn't help but shed tears.
"clement, your phone is ringing." Sylvester said.
He brought out he phone and answered the call.
"Did you see what you made me do? I blew up my house just because you and your men were present. I advice you to leave or you won't find it funny." Becky said.
Clement knew at once who the caller was and so as not to make Becky suspect a thing, he quickly picked a pen and wrote his instruction on the body of the ambulance.
After connecting the various wires of different devices, then to a tracking device which in turn was connected to Clement's phone.
"Crack it up. Alpha-Zero-charlie." Clement muttered the passcode to Sylvester who quickly got busy.
He tried as much as possible to engage Becky in a lengthy conversation to afford the more time to get he location.
"Its not working." Sylvester replied.
"Charlie-Alpha....." Clement said and thought for a while, he didn't know the right combinate to add to the already accepted combinations.
"Wait wait wait." He quickly said to Becky who was almost hanging up.
"Intercepted." Sylvester announced.
Clement at first didn't understand what he meant, but on a second thought, things began to get clearer.
"Our passkeys has been intercepted and Hijacked from us. We lost the game."
It was then that Clement knew that Becky is truely a professional. She seemed to deal more with computers, her house computerized, now she hijacked there own system operation without warning.
--TBC--

Update will drop after 12am. Lets just concentrate on the task before us, talk to God till you safely pull this year through. Till you land safely in 2015, then updates will drop.
Am waiting for the person to wish the member of the thread a HAPPY NEW YEAR. Even though, I have a feeling its gonna be me. lolz