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I am suprised to see the likes of Adeh calling for the safety of Rachel. Weren't u d one calling for her immediate execustiom sometyms back?

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Clement and his team waited a minute or two for Leiutenant James and when it seemed he won't be returning, they decided to advance.
"You, you and you. Stay behind here. This is the extraction point. Be at alert." Clement instructed in low tones.
Sylvester went down on his knees.
"Sly, any problem?" Clement asked.
Sylvester raised his head up to face Clement.
"Any problem?" Clement asked again.
"Something is wrong." Sylvester said.
"What do you mean?" Clement asked.
"I need to be with my family now, most especially my wife." He replied.
Clement gave him an unimpressed look.
"I have this strange feeling, I am afraid something bad might have happened to them. I need to check on them." He explained.
"Are you that superstitious?" Clement asked.
"Its not about superstitious believe or anything. I just have a feeling something is not right." Sylvester replied.
"So what do you want?"
"I demand to be discharged this minute." Sylvester replied.
"Granted!."
Clement and the rest of the guys continued without Sylvester who has immediately picked race and with the help of his flashlight ran in the way which they had come.
"Wait." Clement instructed his men.
One hundred yards away from their point, they could see one of the two soldiers molesting one of the girl held up in the cell.
"I'll sneak up behind him and kill him, incase things go out of hand, storm the place. Okay?" Clement instructed as he silently sneaked into the tunnel and expertly walked past the most illuminated part of the tunnel where anybody outside or inside the tunnel can see him, but one way or the other, he wasn't spotted. Not even his movement was heard.
He sneaked behind the first soldier who was backing the iron door into the cell. He stabbed him on the neck and allowed him to fall on his partner who was lying on top one of the girls held hostage. Before the second guy who was lost in the s.ex he was having, Clement had turned his head and it gave a cracking sound like his neck bone had left their socket. He fell down and died too.
"Shhhhh! No noise." He said as he bent down to untie all of them. He checked his time peice, five minutes to go before the oxygen in the mask run out and the opening into the underground slam shut.
"Come with me." He said lifting the girls up, from the look of things, he knew these girls won't survive running for five minute or even standing for five minutes. He had to do something fast. They were all between the ages of fifteen and nineteen.
He had to device a plan, he bent down and picked the youngest of the five girls, he put her on his back and proceeded to walked out of the cell.
"We'll come with you." The other four girls said.
"No, we'll come and get you." He replied.
"No. Please, lets go with you." They pleaded.
He had no choice than to let them have their it way. He was now thrown in between saving five lives and his own. He knew there was no way he could exit the illuminated part of the tunnel without being spotted, five people going at a time, and to say they are girls, they will always make mistakes because they are scared.
Then an idea struck him. It looked like the best idea to him, but very risky. He knew if he were to use the idea, he would successfully take the five girls out to safety, but they would be spotted. It is better than loosing all the girls.
He picked an iron rod from the cell and led the girls out. A few yards to the large bulb illuminating the area, he strucked it hard on the bulb which shattered and everything went dark. Out of impulse, and to his utmost suprise, the girls all ran away and he followed them, their foortsteps very silent that no one could hear them.
"Who is that?" One of the men asked.
"Power outage?" Another one asked flashing his torchlight to the passage where Clement and the girls had gone.
"Storm the place." Clement said immediately he got to the point where his men were waiting for him.
"Get these girls out of here." He said to one of his men.
The guy, a soldier accepted the challenge which is the get out of the underground. Now that the oxygen in the mask had run out, it remained to be seen how they'll pass the underground room without inhaling the dangerous gas released.
It was an advantage for Clement and his men, now that the inner part of the tunnel has been thrown into darkness. They can attack the men without being seen. But the problem is pulling the trigger on the right target in the dark.

END OF CHAPTER TWENTY

--continuation--
Victoria was enjoying herself as she drove at relative speed along the road with the volkswagen on her trail. She knew whoever was behind the wheel must have learnt the ropes of the job, because when trailing a suspect, the most important thing is to avoid suspicion from the suspect by keeping space.
But Victoria knew the lady behind the Volkwagen cannot match her driving skills or keep up with her if they were to drive madly. But she decided to keep it cool by convincing her that she was a law abiding citizen. At least, change in human brings about a lot of things.
Her phone beeped, a new meassage.
"Who could it be?" She asked herself as she picked it up. It was a credit transaction alert in her account. Sandra had just credited her account with a sum of two hundred thousand Naira, the balance for her payment.
She smiled, at least she go the dividends of the job at last.
"This girl is still trailing me?" This is a lost battle my dear.
She swung the car into Ajayi estate and parked just beside the deserted estate road. She waited for ten seconds before opening the door and alighting, she headed for where the volkswagen was parked.
"Hello." She said as he ease herself into the passenger seat without invitation.
It was evident that the volkswagen lady was scared but she was trying her best not to show it. This was her first time trailing a suspect and from the testimonies she had heard from superior officers and colleagues, none of the said anything like the suspect coming to join them in the car.
"What do you want from me?" Victoria asked.
"How do you mean?" The volkwagen lady asked.
Victoria smiled, she wasn't expecting replies from her so fast.
"I am Victoria." She said.
"Do you realise that you are wasting my time?" The lady asked.
"Tell me your name and stop being silly." Victoria said.
Even if she was asked to trail and pin her down by getting as much informations as possible about her, she knew it will be impossible considering the boldness of the suspect before her.
"I am Matilda." She replied.
Victoria smiled, opening the car safe.
"What do you want with me? Who are you working for?" Victoria asked.
Matilda weighed her options and decided to kill a bird with one stone throw.
"I am a private agent. I work for myself and in the end send my results to interested angencies. I am a professional spy." Matilda replied.
"So what do you want with me?" Victoria asked still keeping her confidence in the high without showing any sign of weakness.
"I have heard a lot about Victoria Vicky and all she had done which was why I decided to do something on your case. I have been trailing you unknowingly for the past three weeks and I can say I have enough reasons to get you arrested." Matilda explained with n element of truth in all she said.
Victoria gave a short laugh.
"What exactly did you get to know about me, private spy? Victoria asked in a mocking tone.
"A lot. And like I said earlier, they are enough to nail you to your cross. The assignment you carried out for Sandra Oselu is right here with me, I have the recording of your first conversation, even the one you had today is on recording." Matilda replied praying within her that the tricks worked.
Victoria smiled.
"And what was the conversation about?" Victoria asked.
Matilda ignored her and tapped her fingers on the steering wheel.
"You know what, I live inside this estate, you saying you have heard a lot about me is all lies, I am a low profile person. What type of spy are you? On the first day you trailed me, you were spotted and you said you work for yourself, I am not convinced." Victoria said smiling.
Matilda removed an identity card from her handbag and flashed it accross Vicky's face.
On it was written, 'PRIVATE SPY NETWORK, ADDIS ABABA.'
Victoria drew back, if truely she is a private spy, she had nothing to nail her.
"I am a God fearing person, I don't do bad things. You know what? I don't have time for a cop like you." Victoria aid opening the car door.
"Who said, I am a cop?" Matilda asked.
"You are a cop, a FBI agent to be precise. Check the badge on your chest. Good day." With this Vicky stepped out of the car and walked towards her parked car.
"This girl is mad o. How come she noticed the badge on my chest? She must really be a force to reckon with." Matilda thought as she backed her car and drove away. She needed to restrategize unknown to anybody, not even Clement must know about her plan.

--to be continued--

Alright boss

LogoDWhiz:
i should still have her number on whatsapp.
Will try and send it to you

You are not the only one my sister.

vonn:
Really, I don't if I'm the only one that still notices Stefikal's absence.

Not on NL...last seen on 21st Aug.

Not on twitter...last tweet on 31st Aug.

Her blog.....last seen on 31st Aug or so.

Her story, 'Meant to be' is still unfinished.

Please who knows her whereabout?

I have sent mails to my sister from another mother, but she hasn't replied any. The big problem is, I don't have her number.
Please if anyone does he/she should please drop it here so we can call her.
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--continuation--
Kelvin pulled up in front of a big bungalow in the highbrow of Lagos state, Victoria Island to be precise.
"That's his house over there." Hakym said.
"This one?" Kelvin asked to be sure.
Hakym nodded his head affirmatively.
Kelvin remembered how he had recieved an urgent call from Abdul Maleek immediately Ngozi left the hotle room. He knew he was being watched and he was expecting the call too. Maleek had told him to pick Hakym up outside the hotel and drive straight to Sylvester's house. He knew there was no going back, either he did it or he get killed which was not even an option for him. He was playing a game of no one getting hurt, because he knew if Sylvester's wife was killed, no doubt Rachel would be killed too.
"Lets go in." Hakym said.
For the first time in his life, he was afraid to kill. For the first time in his life, he felt reluctant to barge in there and wipe out every human that exist in the house.
By the time he snapped out of his reverie, Hakym was already knocking on the big white Iron gate. He quicly locked the car doors and walked up to him.
A young lady of about twenty six pushed the gate opened.
"Good morning ma'am." Hakym had greeted.
"Good morning sirs." She replied. From her accent, one would know she was either born and brought up in the US or was an American.
"How may I help you sirs?" She asked opening the gate wider.
She led the two of them into the well furnished sitting room.
"Tak a sit please." She said and disappeared into one of the rooms, only to return a few minutes later with a bottle of wine and two glasscups.
This show of her, endeared her to Kelvin the more.
"Congratulations madam." Hakym said flashing a paper he saw on one of the couches. A pregnancy test result.
"Thank you sir. But you are yet to state your mission here." She said still smiling.
Maybe God gave her one assignment which is to always smile while Jesus christ was sent to save his people.
"We came to give you this." Hakym said removing a 9mm from his holster.
"Please what's my offence?" She asked. Immediately, she was crying.
How mood changes within seconds.
"Ask Sylvester when you meet him in the afterlife." Hakym said.
"Please sir, as you can see, I am pregnant. Let me achieve this one thing in life. Let me have a child of my own." She pleaded.
"Explain to God when you see him." Hakym said and released two quick shots on her.
"Lets get out of here." He said to Kelvin who still stood watching as the most beautiful lady he had ever seen battled with her life, until she breathe her last.
"Am sorry, things had to go that way." He said dropping a paper on the table and moving out of the house.
First success recorded. They succesfully attacked Sylvester's home and killed his wife with no one seeing them. Kelvin's only fear was the possibility of the couple having a maid who could be lurking somewhere watching as they killed her madam, but Hakym claimed there was nothing of such.
Their next assignment now is to kill Rachel. He knew, the Rachel's game can not go down alone, some innocent souls will have to go down with her to avoid stories that touch.
He pitied the poor security man who has been loyal to Clement, is this the way to pay him back? What about the new born baby, his niece.
He wished he could do something about it. But as things were now, the Rachel's assignment belonged to him. Hakym already killed Sylvester's wife, so it was his turn to kill his brother's wife.
His mind was preoccupied as Hakym sped out of the Island at full speed jubilating on his latest success. How he wished he could just kill his brother's wife without his conscience pricking him.
God will definitely see him through, that is if his name was registered with God.

--to be continued--
GOODNIGHT GUYS!

--continuation--
Clement and his team all found themselves in a corridor-like underground. Everywhere was dark, but with the aid of their flashlights, they could see the way forward.
"There is a door over there." Sylvester with his eagle eye said.
Clement pointed his flashlight in the direction which Sylvester's flashlight was. And carefully he made his way towards the iron bar which served as the door.
"We need to break this thing." He said.
Two soldiers brought forward a large bag and opened it, various equipments were stacked inside the bag. Drilling machines, nail remover, metal breaker, and blades used in cutting metals.
They hit the door thrice each and it broke.
Clement carefully walked beyond the door.
"Come on guys." He said when he saw the reluctance in Sylvester's countenance, and some other police officers, but the soldiers were ever ready for some action.
"We don't have much time, its either we get this done with within thirty minutes or we die in here." He said as he continued advancing towards a bend inside the corridor.
All his life, he never envisaged himself leaving the earth surface. But now, he is about a hundred kilometers below the earth surface.
They all contined moving in mass as the took bends and went into slopes and pits.
"Wait right here guys. What's the situation out there?" Clement asked checking his time piece.
Sylvester picked his walkie talkie, but there was no service.
"I couldn't connect to the outside world." He said and everyone laughed through gritted teeth except Clement who kept a straight face.
The underground seemed lively, it was evident someone either used it or walked through it not so long ago. There were foot prints and blood droplets on the ground.
"Sly, did you see Ayo Okorie when he was running away the day you invaded his house?" Clement asked.
"No. I have men guarding every exit around here, an no one exited through the gate."Sylvester replied.
"There are every possibility that he escaped through this underground." Clement replied.
He was not sure of the possibility of Ayo escaping through this particular underground, but yet he doesn't want to rule out the possibility. He would have loved to check the prints on the wall and the floor to know who they belonged to, but as things were, there seemed to be no such time.
They had seventeen minutes to either finish what they are in for or abandon it with no relative success of die while trying. Abandoning their quest is impossible, dying is out of it, nobody wants to die, forcing their ways to the end seemed the best idea but it is very risky and life threatening.
"Can you hear that?" Clement asked Sylvester as they placed their ears close to the walls of the underground. They could hear wailing sounds, mostly females.
"Are we still on earth?" Sylvester blurted.
Clement motioned them to keep quiet as they all tip toes toward the next bend inside the tunnel and came face to face with two tunnels. One was dark and while the other was illuminated.
"You, go in there and see what's going on." He said to a soldier who quickly went into the illuminated tunnel.
"What about this one?" Leiutenant James asked.
"We need to go step by step. This other tunnel is too dark, it could be dangerous." Clement replied.
"Let me check it out." James volunteered.
A few minutes later, the spy returned with good news for the team.
"Sir, this tunnel leads to a row of cells. The one I saw had about three girls in it, two men were staying with them and punishing them." He explained.
Then Sylvester remembered the girl he met the day he broke into the compound. She told him they were girls from other countries being held hostage by 'the big boss' as he was popularly known. They perform duties such as cooking and making the house clean. That beautiful girl.
"How many cells can you see?" Clement asked.
"About ten sir." The soldier replied.
"Meaning, if we have two men in each cells, we are about fighting twenty men or more as the case may be." He calculated.
His men nodded.
"And we have twenty men here and we have twelve minutes to do that." He reminded them.
They all sighed in defeat the moment they realised they had twelve minutes more.
And Leiutenant James was not yet back into the fold. Clement knew the dark tunnel had something dangerous. It could be an ambush.
But his question now is how the people in the underground are not affected by the dangerous gas and they had no face mask on. It had to be that, the gas influence stopped a few metres behind.
Twelve minutes or they are dead.
--to be continued--

adewealth027:
Though its gonna be painful.....but law has to take its cause...........I wouldn't even mind resigning from d force

I swear to Jah, you'll do what Ngozi is about doing. She last saw he brother seventeen years ago and now that they met again. When everything ought to be they lived happily ever after, her brother was on the verge of bagging a jail term or killed.
Anyone in her shoes will do the same.
In other news, let me drop the last update for the day.

adewealth027:
At d expense of other pple's life?.......No way !!!!!!!.......if every criminal in d cell has a relative like Ngozi,then the society will be crime filled.........abeg,let law take its cause

Baby, if you were to be in Ngozi's shoes, what will you do?

Tecno4life: More updates to come b4 12 midnight.
Mariamferanmi: I yaff hear o.
Kip your comments coming guys.

All thanks to u bro

alabig:
Keep on making sense d9ty7!!!

Sweety, Dolapo still dey hospital o. I decided to shut out her part cos it has no significance to the story at present. I'll bring her in when she is needed. Shey you get?

adeh39:
Mmmmmn, which tym Jay come turn 2 pastor wey dey see vision nw? Vic! Are u sure u are out of d game? 5million is a big money ooo. Ngozi!!! Chaii, u fall my hand. D9ty7, thanks 4 d updates. But erm..... Tolani nko??

--continuation--
Ngozi stood outside the cell while Jay sat at the far end with cuffs on his hands and legs.
"Are you ready to release me?" He asked.
"Nwankwo, no one is releasing anybody here. You are guilty of every offece levied against you. You should be lucky that your arrest has not being made public. Its still within few officers around here." Ngozi replied hotly.
"Are you saying you can't use you position to influence or effect my release?" He asked.
"I am in no position to help you out. The best I can do is..." She said then looked around to make sure no one is around.
"I'll try and reduce the security around here. I'll reduce them to one and you know how you can get him close to yourself. You know what t do afterwards. The counter is always free, one officer at the counter during the day and two at night." She explained and watched his reaction.
"But for the rest of this week,there will always be a female officer at the counter at night. You can take her out and make you way out. Your first turning by the right connects you to the back of the station, there is an untarred road that connects to the boarder road. If you can make it on foot, then you can sneak out of the country unoticed." She concluded.
"So when am I moving?" He asked.
"Maybe tomorrow evening. I'll talk to Clement about reducing the men patrolling this area to one." She replied.
"Clement?" He asked trying to remember the name.
"Yeah. My boss, the man who came with me to the hospital." She replied.
"I know." He snapped.
"Do you know him somewhere?" She asked.
"Tell him to see me, I have a revelation for him." He replied.
She decided not to drag it any further.
"Nwa?" She called.
He raised his head to have a proper view of her face.
"What's that mark down there?" She asked.
"Oh! This? I am not permitted to talk about it to an outsider. In case you see Danger-kelv, he has it. I learnt Viktor is in your custody, he has it too." He replied.
"Who is Danger-Kelv?" She asked.
"Tell Clement to see me. Now get out of here." He screamed at her.
"Nwa, its me."
"Get out!" He screamed at the top of his voice.
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Victoria was driving carefully along the busy main road, something she hadn't done in years. She put all her mind into the driving and hummed as the car stereo blared Kendrick Lamar's poetic justice. She looked into the rear mirror.
"This volkswagen has been on my trail since. What does she want?" She asked herself.
She decided to keep it cool with the girl behind the wheel, now that she was a changed person. If not, she would have done the unexpected.
A few minutes later, she pulled up in front of the tea shop and walked in. She walked towards the vip section where Sandra told her she would be waiting. To her suprise, the volkswagen lady parked a little distance away from the shop and walked the remaining distance to the shop.
While she sat at the centre of the VIP section, the volkswagen lady sat at the entrance to the vip section. She pretended not to notice her and went about her meeting with Sandra.
"You called me?" She said after exchanging pleasantries with the model.
"Yeah. I called you because of Janet and her crew. Do you know of anybody by the name Rahmon?" Sandra dived straight into the point.
"Yeah! I know him." She replied.
"Good. He sent Janet after me." Sandra said.
Victoria shifted uncomfortably on her sit.
"I want to get my money off him and I was told you are the right person for the job. I will pay you five million if you do this successfully." Sandra explained.
"What exactly do you want me to do now?" She asked, the offer seemed enticing. With this, she could fly out of the country with her mother and start a new life. But she promised God of dropping her old habbit a few hours ago.
"You should know better. I want you to strike him hard. Make him regret his actions and get my money off him." Sandra explained.
"Am sorry, I no longer do that kind of job." Victoria replied.
"Stop the joke my dear." Sandra said laughing.
"I am not joking. And I want you out of here now. You see that lady at the entrance, she trailed me here from my estate. I don't know the party she is working for. She could be a cop, Rahmon's spy or Don's spy." Victoria explained.
Sandra started trembling on her seat.
"I will advice you to stay away from Don and his group, but first, get Janet out of there. Lay low for a while, you don't know who is after you. And don't forget, I am done with this job." Victoria explained.
"How did you know all these?"
"That is not the issue. Get out of here, drive to a friends place. Just don't go home now." Victoria added.
"Okay." Sandra rose up and walked out of the vip section.
The volkswagen lady still remained on her seat. No doubt, she is after me. Victoria concluded.

--to be continued--

--continuation--
"Prepare an ambulance to take Edgar to the motuary." Clement said a few minutes later when his bleeding nose had returned to normalty.
The medical team went about preparing the vehicle who will transport Edgar's body out of Mr Ayo's residence.
"Can we enter the underground now?" James asked.
"No, you can't. The connecting room is currently unsafe for you. We need to clear the air to enable you all have safe breathe down there." The leader of the medical team replied.
"How long will it take to replace the dangerous gas with Oxygen?" Clement asked.
"An hour sir." The lady replied.
"We don't have such time in our belt. In fact, we should be out of here in the next one hour. So waiting for an hour before we do what we have to do is totally impossible. Think of something else." Clement said.
"There is only one alternative, which is to distribute face mask to everyone." The lady explained.
"So, you guys have face masks and you are telling me we have to wait for an hour? Where are the masks?"
The lady ordered one of her team members to go and bring the face masks. A minute later, the guy returned with two big cartons, and inside them were about thirty face masks.
"There is a problem sir." The lady said.
"What problem again?" Clement asked, now confused of her incompetence. They had been working together for many years and she has always been up to the task, why is she making making mistakes now? Maybe because this is the first time they would be fighting insurgence.
"The mask has an inbuilt oxygen that last for thirty minutes, after thirty minutes, the air in the atmosphere begins to penetrate and you know what it means? But we could avoid that, if we carry out our job as expected by refilling the room with oxygen." She explained.
"No way, we are going in there now or never." Clement said as he picked a mask for himself and tossed a mask to each of the men in the room.
"Now this is it, I go in there with one of you, we try to break that electric barricade, then two men comes in to carry the dead body in there, the underground becomes opened and we all go in." He explained.
"Yes sir." The millitary men replied. The policemen in the team seemed to have withdrawn out of fear, but they dare not say it.
"Remember, we have thirty minutes to do all these, once the oxygen in the mask finishes, run as fast as you can to exit the underground and meet the medical team here, you would be attended to." He explained.
The men all nodded, they loved the challenge awaiting them. After thirty minutes, it either they die or they make it back into the main house.
"When are they bringing in more antidotes?" Clement asked the medical team leader who was fuming at a corner.
"They should be here in the next twenty minutes." She replied.
"Good."
Clement slid the mask on his face and covered his nose and mouth with a tube.
"Remember, don't switch it on unless it your time to enter the underground. Okay?" He asked.
"Yes sir." They chorused once again.
"You, come with me. You and you should be ready to dive in as soon as I radio James or Sylvester." He said and pressed a button on the side of mask and headed towards the staircase that connects with the underground. A soldier was on his chase as they both embarked on a journey that could either make them living heroes or dead heroes.
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"Are you in control of the situation?" Clement asked the guy. They are now three minutes into the thirty minutes.
The guy was a computer analyst for the Nigerian Army, so he knew what it entails.
"Its seventy percent already." The guy replied.
Clement smiled for the first time that day.
"We need just seventy five percent to be able to enter the underground."
"Clingh!" The metal covering the underground opened at once.
"Good job man." Clement said patting him on the back.
"The electric barricade has been disabled. We need two men down here to get Hassan's body out of here. Everyone else can move in afterwards." Clement radioed.
"Lets go." He said to the guy who stood rooted to the spot.
"Any problem?" Clement asked.
"Yeah. We have forty minutes before this cover shut again. Ite reading here." He pointed to the screen where a time was reading.
"No problems, we'll can do it." Clement said as he confirmed if his spare mask was still intact.
And with that, he put his leg into the opening, pointed his flashlight.
"There is a ladder around here." He said, then he started going down, until he was no longer visible.

--to be continued--

Keep your comments coming guys. As soon as I return home, two updates will drop immediately.
Keep it locked.

Lol bro. Its all coincidence. But anyways u are right summal. But events leading to Edgar's death in 24 is quite different to this. Edgar24 played a big role while our own Edgar here did little. Hope you understand?

afamjb:
flakeey na him oh ...u remember he was fat and couldn't run as well plus he always loved his mum.

Kudos to Divepen and Kingzpen. Divepen added twists that made it all complicated and Kingzpen took his clue and maintained that.